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"Okay. Let's figure something out." I nodded. Once we were at her car, I said, "That was fun."

She looked at me and said, "It was a lot of fun. You're always surprising me, and I want that. I want to spend this year having fun with you and not worrying that you might need that." She pointed below my waist, and I laughed. "You know what I mean. One of those things is essential, the other is scary."

"Hmmm. I wonder which one is which." I winked and then stepped away from her. I was not parked over here. "Maybe I'll see you tonight after all."

She did this breathing thing that made her chest expand and her shoulders sort of shiver. Hell, yes, I was going to get home from that dinner in time to get some space with this woman.

Holly

Winston was home before Stormy which made me worried until Stormy sent a pic of a restaurant. I knew it was a hard practice because of our talks. I looked at Winston behind that desk and said, "He's bringing Italian food with him."

"I like the way he thinks." Winston nodded. We were not talking about anything. I was just watching him type away back there.

I decided to ask, "Are you doing homework?"

"Online classes. Posting discussions. And...done." He punched a key for emphasis and then looked at me. "So. What's up?"

"I wanted to talk to you." I smiled at him. He was so handsome, so interesting, and I still didn't know much about him. He was not that kid from high school for damn sure. Neither was I, but he really changed. I...sort of, turned into a sexual fiend of sorts. Whatever. I was maintaining good grades, not pissing off people to the point they wanted to kill me, or making people think it would be a good idea to kill themselves. It was going well. Autumn was the only thing that wasn't working right now and that was okay, too.

"Look, I know that I know both of you and all, but this is not for me to get in the middle of. If you two want me in the middle of you like you were between me and Storm, maybe, but this talk." He made mouth gestures with his hands. "I'm not interested in the lady drama. I have limited time before your curtain falls again and I plan to be on stage every opportunity I can get."

I blinked at him. He snickered and said, "Before you get all PMS agro again."

"Gee, Thalia must be swept away by your charms." I folded my arms and frowned at him.

He laughed and said, "She is. Because with her, I am charming. With you...this is me, Holly. It's not the version people want to know, but it's the real me."

I believed him. I also knew one thing. "I want to know you."

"What do you want to know?" he asked and leaned back in the chair, kicking his feet up to rest on the desk top. "Ask me anything."

I asked him the same things Stormy and I covered. I shared with him the same information. At least until Stormy arrived. Conversation was quickly shifted to food. The three of us shared two different pastas, breadsticks with dipping sauces, and salad, which nobody touched. I pushed the almost empty plate forward and said, "I'm so full."

Winston shook his head. I tilted mine. He looked at me, at Stormy, then back to me and said, "Earlier. You were full. This...this is just less hungry."

I laughed as my cheeks flushed. The memory of what we did today in that back seat, the three of us, had my thighs clenching tightly together. Stormy said, "She probably needs to digest a bit, don't you think?"

I nodded. "An hour. Maybe...we could watch a movie?"

"I'll fall asleep." I heard that in stereo then they laughed.

"Okay then." I waited.

Winston smiled and said, "Let's play a game."

I nodded. I should have insisted on the movie. We were in Winston's room, he and Storm were at the foot of the bed playing some stupid video game, and I was the one who fell asleep.

I heard the whisper, "She did not."

"She did. She told me I could. I just...wonder when she'd wake up." I hoped I could fake sleep long enough to find out what he would do. I was already warming from the words.

Winston said, "Experiment. Now we're talking. What's the wager?"

Bet? They were going to bet on this? What the fuck?

"What do you want?" Stormy asked.

"Thanksgiving," Winston answered.

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