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become a cheater.
    “I have to catch a class. Wait for my call.”
He winks at me and leaves. I watch him go until his silhouette
disappears into the crowd he came from. Suddenly all I want is to
see him again. To talk to him, to get to know him. To make sure he
was real and not an oasis or a dream I had during a heat
stroke.
    “Hey, love.” Zach shows up.
    I don’t even pretend to be upset at him for
arriving thirty five minutes late and exposing me to the highest
heat of the midday. “Let’s go. I’m starving.”
    He doesn’t make any effort to apologize or at
least explain why he was late. Tugging me under his shoulder, he
gives me a peck on the lips. If only he knew what his tardiness
cost him.
    Yeah, Zach will have to pay for taking me for
granted.
***
    I keep my phone in my hand throughout the
evening, even while in the bathroom. When I’m about to give up on
Adam’s call, the phone buzzes in my sweaty palm. Startled, I jump
to my feet and stride to the bedroom to get some privacy, glancing
back at Zach before I close the door behind me. He’s deep into his
Mario and the Princess Peach game.
    “Hello Pat. I’m Adam from earlier today.”
    “Hey,” I say, my voice trembling with the
fear of the possibility of being caught by Zach and the thrill that
Adam is actually calling me.
    “I hope I’m not interrupting you in the
middle of something.”
    I hear music in the background and some girl
giggles, too.
    “Actually, yes.”
    “Oh, in that case, I’ll make it quick. Can I
take you to lunch tomorrow?”
    I try to remember Zach’s class schedule for
tomorrow. He has it from ten ’til three full, if my memory isn’t
fooling me just so I’ll say ‘yes’ to Adam. “Yes, sure.”
    Suddenly, the door opens and Zach appears at
the doorway, his face hardened and questioning. Shoot! Was it too
suspicious of me hiding in here? I place my index finger on my lips
to stop him from speaking and turn my back to him. I can’t believe
I’m actually worrying about Adam finding out about Zach and not the
other way around.
    “Is eleven thirty all right?” Adam asks, a
little louder than I’d wish for. Must be due to the background
music where he is, but Zach may hear him. “I’ll meet you at the
same place we met.”
    “Sounds great. I’ll be there.” I hear a click
and the line goes dead. I stare down at the phone, swallowing hard
before facing Zach.
    “Who was it?” Zach asks as soon as our eyes
meet.
    “Some guy from the movie. They want me to
come by tomorrow noon for the last tidbits.”
    “Oh, shit. I can’t go with you. I have the
afternoon full.” His face relaxes; his voice is apologetic.
    I walk past him and take my seat back on the
couch. “I’ll go by myself.”
    “Are you mad? ’Cause if you want, I’ll ditch
all my classes.”
    “Absolutely not. You’ll probably get bored
there anyway. Remember the last time?”
    He settles on the couch next to me, reaching
out, and tucks me into his side. “I don’t mind getting bored as
long as I’m with you, baby.”
    “I know.” I stare at his lips because the
guilt cursing through me won’t allow me to look at his eyes.
    He dips his head and captures my lips,
running his fingers through my hair to position me better against
his lips as his tongue parts mine. Soon, our tongues tangle
together and he pulls me over to his lap, my legs astride his
hips.
    Heat flames between my legs. Good. I needed
to just sit on his lap to be reminded of my love for Zach. I love
him, and I desire him even more. I press my lips harder on his, run
my hands over his chest, and start rocking back and forth against
his cock, which is growing beneath our jeans.
    He breaks the kiss and gazes down at me with
his mouth slightly open. “Baby, are you upset about something?”
    How can he know me so well? “Yes, I actually
am. You came late to pick me up for lunch.”
    “Oh, that. I’m sorry. There was a long line
at the library check-out.”
    “Whatever.” I