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him.
    This is almost too easy . She put her drink down and slipped into a chair seconds before he arrived.
    “Do you mind if I sit here?” he asked, and to her surprise she heard a British accent. She’d done her homework, but she hadn’t known about that. She liked being surprised. It didn’t happen all that often.
    “No, go ahead,” she said.
    “I’m Daniel.” He extended his hand. Coming from anyone else this gesture would have seemed phony, but he performed it with such sincerity she found it charming.
    “Justine.” She smiled as their fingers touched.
    She kept the conversation casual, but tried to be as friendly as possible. She hated small talk and she knew most guys did too, so she chose her words with care, saying just enough. And it worked. She walked with him to their next class, and before they parted ways he asked her if she’d like to have a drink.
    To make matters even better he seemed nice.  She was used to men who wanted her and fawned all over her. She was also used to men who looked down at her, like her brothers and father. Solidly nice wasn’t something she ran across very often. It piqued her interest even further regarding how much potential Daniel might have as her future husband.
    That evening they’d talked and laughed for hours over drinks and French fries, which he’d insisted on calling chips, even after she’d corrected him. His fingers intertwined with hers as he walked her home. She liked the feel of his hand on hers, warm and strong. When they got to her building he’d pulled her aside, his thumb tracing over her wrist in a way that made her heart flutter.
    “Can I ring you?” he asked.
    “Sure.” She wrote her number on a slip of paper and watched as he placed it in his wallet, hoping he actually would call.
    “I guess this is good night then.” His head tilted and he hesitated for a moment, making Justine hold her breath as she waited to see if he’d kiss her. Then his mouth was on hers, firm but gentle.  He cupped the back of her head with one hand and placed the other on her cheek as his lips moved sensually over hers, leaving her breathless. She was impressed and more than a little turned on. Serious potential.
    He held eye contact for a moment then gave her a smile she felt all the way to her toes. He tucked his hands in his pockets as he backed away. “Sleep well.”
    Watching him go it took every ounce of self-control not to call after him. Ask him to come up to her room. She would have slept with him that night, based on that kiss, but she knew she had to take her time.
    After a few more dates she had him right where she wanted him. He was clearly attracted to her, kissing her with increasing passion each time they were together, yet he remained frustratingly gentlemanly. She knew he was aroused, could feel it in the touch of his exquisitely long fingers, could feel it, sometimes see it in his pants, which bulged with significant promise each time they kissed, yet he wasn’t pressuring her for sex. Not wanting to scare him off, but also not wanting to wait anymore, Justine decided she was ready to make the next move.
    She was a resident assistant at Weinstein, so she had a single. There was no roommate to worry about, never mind the three suitemates she knew Daniel had to contend with over at Hayden. She picked a night and prepared. She’d made sure to be intimacy-ready since the first day she’d made contact with Daniel but she wanted this night to be a guaranteed success. She wanted everything playing to her advantage. This was not the time to make mistakes.
    As she dressed for their date she felt a nervous anticipation she’d never experienced before. The wait for him to pick her up for dinner seemed eternal.
    He arrived looking drop-dead sexy in a deep grey dress shirt,  open at the collar allowing just a glimpse of chest hair, and faded jeans slung low on his slim hips. Button-fly, she noted. Her fingers itched to undo each button.
    “Hungry?”