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“Yes.”

“Good to know.”

“You don't have to do anything. Hanging with you and the gang is enough for me.”

“I'll take that under advisement.”

“Why do I get the sense that you are already plotting?”

He framed my face with his hands, “Because you know me so well. Thank you for tonight and for your painting. I really do love it.”

“Happy birthday.”

He responded by kissing me.

***

The smell of oatmeal raisin cookies drew me into the kitchen to find Deena and Carol making a huge mess. Lucky for me, they were just pulling a tray from the oven. I adored their oatmeal raisin cookies.

Carol saw me first and smiled in greeting. “Hey, Lark. You're just in time.”

“What's the occasion?” I asked while settling on a stool at the kitchen island.

“Cheerleading social,” Deena said.

“Where's Aunt Kim?”

“My uniform's a little too big, so she's taking it in for me.”

Not sure why that hurt, but it did. “Oh.”

“There's plenty of cookies, do you want some?”

“Please.”

As I was reaching for a cookie, Carol asked, “Is that boy who picks you up in the morning your boyfriend?”

My face grew warm at the joy of sharing such a girl moment with my cousins. “Yes, he's my boyfriend.”

“Oh, Lark. He's so beautiful,” Deena said dreamily. “What's his name?”

“Bastian.”

“And he drives a motorcycle, that's so sexy.” Carol climbed onto the stool next to me and added, “Are those tattoos on his arms real?”

“Yes.”

“Wow, I bet that hurt.” Deena took a bite from her cookie. “What's he like?”

“He plays soccer and likes to work on cars. He's smart and funny. Kind, like down-to-the-bone kind.” A glance at the girls made it clear they wanted more. “He makes my knees weak and my heart pound. When he kisses me, I never want him to stop.”

“Oh, man.” Deena sounded dangerously close to whining. “You're in love with him.”

“I really am.”

“And him?” Carol asked.

“Fell just as hard.”

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