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from my latte and chewed my lip, and Theo folded his arms across his chest, waiting me out. “I’m just not doing well in the guy department,” I admitted.
    He let the legs of his chair drop back down and chuckled. “I find it hard to believe you’re having trouble attracting a guy.”
    I picked up a doughnut and nibbled, the glaze melting against my tongue. Heaven . Stalling, I watched Theo devour a doughnut in three bites, trying to decide if I wanted to discuss the details of my stagnant love life.
    “Oh God!” he groaned in ecstasy, his mouth full. “These are amazing.” He grabbed another one and inhaled it while I tried not to laugh. He took a swallow of coffee, picked up a third doughnut and dipped his chin down. “You know you want to tell me. You’re a girl. You’re dying to talk about it.”
    I made a face at him. “Fine. But if I tell you, you can’t make fun of me.”
    “Promise.” He put one hand over his heart and held up the other like a Boy Scout.
    I sighed and gave him the condensed version of what happened with Asshole and my strike-out with Jared. “And then, to top it off, as I was doing the walk of shame, I ran into this guy West again, who clearly had a better night than me and—”
    “Wait. West?” Theo interrupted me, raising his eyebrows. “West Montgomery? Are you the girl who attacked him on the beach?”
    I felt my cheeks warm. “I did not attack him,” I said through gritted teeth. “I was trying to save him. And how do you know about that?”
    “I was surfing with him earlier that morning. When he came in to grab breakfast, he was talking shit about some girl launching herself at him in the water, and that he had to drag her back out. Said it was a shame he didn’t get a chance to do mouth-to-mouth.”
    I didn’t think it was possible to turn any redder. “Right,” I mumbled, trying not to picture West’s lips fused to mine, sharing the same breath. “So, anyway, my luck with guys has turned to crap. I think something’s wrong with me.”
    Theo shook his head. “There’s something wrong with everyone. You’re fine.”
    “Oh, yeah? What’s wrong with you?”
    His eyes turned sad, and he didn’t answer right away, fiddling with his doughnut. “I let the right girl get away,” he said, almost sounding embarrassed. “I was too chickenshit to make a move, and by the time I was ready to, she was already with somebody else. I missed my shot.”
    My heart broke for him. He looked like a kicked puppy. I reached over and squeezed his hand. “Her loss, Theo.”
    “Yeah. Sure.” He laughed without humor.
    We were both quiet for a few minutes, engrossed in our own thoughts. “Well, aren’t we just pathetic?” I mused, just to break the heavy silence.
    Theo narrowed his eyes and set his jaw and let my sentence hang for a moment. “No, we aren’t. There’s nothing wrong with either of us.”
    “Except the lack of romance, you mean?” I arched an eyebrow.
    “Maybe that’s fixable. I mean, we’re both available, we’ve already seen each other half-naked at the gym —”
    I made a strangled sound in my throat. Where was he going with this?
    “Let me take you out this weekend,” he said, catching me off guard.
    I looked at him, flustered. I hadn’t really gotten that vibe from him, like he was interested in me that way. He couldn’t quite meet my eyes and the tips of his ears were red. “Look,” he started. “Maybe I’m not who you pictured yourself with, but I like you. I feel comfortable with you. Maybe it’ll turn into something, and maybe it won’t, but either way we’ll have a good time. We can catch a movie then grab some ice cream on the boardwalk. It’ll be fun. Whaddaya say?”
    He looked at me hopefully, and I found myself grinning back at him. “Sure.” Why not? What did I have to lose? And it’s not like I had anything better to do.
    “Saturday at seven?”
    “Sounds good. I’ll text you my address.”
    “It’s a date!” He