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C Ya:Ooh, we match. I like a man who’s dangerously hairy and has a nicely positioned third arm.

Travis:Damn. Now I wish I really had that extra arm.

An automated message popped up, declaring Travis the winner. Game over. The end.

Saying congratulations seemed too formal after the chat they’d shared. And goodbye…well, she just didn’t want to say that.

C Ya:You won.

Travis:I did, mainly because you were on the other side of the board.

C Ya:Come on, I don’t suck that much!

Travis:Not what I meant and you know it, C, though we can discuss how much sucking you should do another time. Regrettably, I have to go to work.

Calli grabbed a crossword magazine from the floor and fanned herself with it while pecking at the keyboard.

C Ya:Sure. Thanks for the game.

Travis:I’d like to play with you again.

C Ya:All the boys say that.

Or they had in the sixth grade, when she was the first girl to get breast buds.

Travis:I bet they do. Who do they ask for when they call you out to play? Give me a name to put with my memory of our first virtual date.

She got as far as typing it in the window, then backspaced the whole thing.

C Ya:You’re looking at it. C is my first initial and Ya is the beginning of my last name.

Travis:Thanks for nothing. Where are you, and don’t say Ontario, I can see that much.

Temptation licked at her fingertips. Travis seemed great online, but she was no fool.

C Ya:Location is confidential. For all I know you could be a nutcase, prowling the streets with a beaten-up Scrabble board tucked under your third arm.

His reply popped up instantly.

Travis:So you’ve seen me around.

This guy was awesome. And he was about to disappear.

C Ya:Don’t you have to get to work?

Travis:I do. I wish I could call in sick and do this all night.

“Oh, me too.” Her fingers flew across the keys, not wanting him to go before he read her message.

C Ya:So do it. Show me how dominant you really are.

Travis:You tempt me, C. Hairy mole and all.

C Ya:Um, I forgot to mention that I’m mostly toothless. Does that change how you feel about me?

She slapped her forehead. How he felt about her? Good lord, she sounded like a cyber-stalker.

But Travis came back with another cute and sexy line.

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