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“Not all the time,” she countered.

Damn. She was good at this.

“A lot of women are intimidated by me.”

“That big brain of yours?” She winked at me.

“Funny.”

“I thought so,” she said, taking another bite.

We both ate in a silence for a few more minutes as if we had been friends for years. Why did I find it so comfortable talking with her? The question bugged me.

“The food is good,” she said. “Not healthy, but tasty.”

“Yeah, I don’t eat here often. I’ll make up for it later.” Hopefully in more ways than one.

“So, you’re friends with Trey?” she asked.

Oh, shit.

“Yeah, he’s another roommate actually. You like him?”

She laughed.

“No. He’s definitely not my type.”

“No? What’s your type?”

“Not a big guy from the defensive line. I enjoy men with big brains as well as a big body.”

She looked down at her plate, avoiding my eyes.

We were finally getting somewhere.

“Anyway,” she continued. “He came in a while ago about his knee injury. I probably shouldn’t tell you this…”

“Now you have to tell me.”

“I don’t know.”

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll ask him about it.”

“No! He’ll know I told you something.” That caught her attention.

“You worry a lot about what other people think, don’t you?”

“And you don’t?”

“Well, people usually love me. Why worry if that’s the general opinion?” I grinned.

She looked back down at her nearly empty plate.

“I need to get back. Thanks for dinner.” She placed her napkin on the table and pushed her chair back.

“Me too,” I said, not wanting to let her see how much I was actually enjoying myself for once. “I’ve got this formula figured out, and I think I have a pop-quiz in one of my classes tomorrow.”

She looked up with a smile and made eye contact.

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