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escaping into our own online world that you’d built for us.” She put the rest of the roll in her mouth and licked her lower lip. Suddenly, outrageously, he imagined her licking his balls and then bringing that delectable mouth to his cock and—
    She lowered her eyes, “Of course you had to teach me, but you never made me feel stupid.”
    “You weren’t stupid.” God, what’s happened to my voice? I’m croaking like a frog.
    “Compared to you I was. You were so smart that you actually designed games for us to play!”
    “Well you put up with all my failures and fumbles,” he said, relieved to finally hear his words come out in a normal voice.
    She smiled and picked up another crab cake. “Here,” she said, “you have got to taste one of these.” They leaned across the table toward each other. His cock hardened as he carefully took the morsel from her, closing his lips for several seconds around her cool fingers. His blood ran thickly through his veins, pounded in his brain. She started. Her eyes widened and he thought he saw the gleam of desire in them.
    She wants me. Oh my God, she wants me!
    If she wanted him as badly as he wanted her, they’d never make it through this meal.
    Speechless, they gazed at each other. The spell broke when the waiter placed their soup on the table. Nicholas shook his head, feeling the ferocious tide of lust subside into the more gentle sea of diffuse desire. Yeah, he could make it through dinner. And he could wait as long as need be afterward until she was ready. Until she wanted him as fiercely as he wanted her.
    He glanced up and saw Sally McGee enter the restaurant with John Hoffman. The pair stopped when they caught sight of Dana and Nicholas, and Sally started whispering urgently into John’s ear. Probably reminding him what a dweeb I am, Nicholas thought. While John had never bothered him much in school, Sally had never actually acknowledged his existence, except to giggle loudly with her girlfriends when they walked past him in the halls. He half-expected her to burst into the same harsh giggles she used to. And he didn’t give a damn. Dana liked him. Dana wanted him. That’s all that mattered.
    But Sally didn’t burst into vicious, snickering laughter. Instead, with John trailing behind her, she hurried over to their table, shouting, “Nick! What a nice surprise!” as everyone in the restaurant turned and stared. Nicholas came politely to his feet.
    To his horror, Sally threw her arms around him, exclaiming loudly, “What a thrill it is to see you after all this time! I’ve missed you so much!” She tightened her embrace when he tried to back away. It seemed as though Sally wanted John—and everyone else in Harvey’s—to think she and Nicholas had been really good friends back in school. It was odd. And very unpleasant. He tried to step away again, but Sally held on even tighter.
    Mercifully, John interrupted, “Hey give me a chance, Sal.” When she let go, John shook Nicholas’s hand enthusiastically.
    “Good to see you. Glad you could make it for the reunion, we’ll have a blast right? Just like old times.”
    Old times? The old times seemed all too often to involve dumping on him. Was John actually sucking up to him? Disgusted at the thought, Nicholas barely restrained a groan.
    He introduced Dana, in case they didn’t recognize her, but beyond a perfunctory “Hi, Dana,” from John and a patronizing, “My, but you’ve been on a diet at last,” from Sally, they clearly were not interested in her.
    Sally, clutching his arm in a vice-like grip, began telling him about old classmates—dissing every one of them while Nicholas continued standing, aware that Dana shifted uncomfortably in her seat while their roasted three-onion soup grew cold.
    Sally only stopped blabbering when Jay Bunting shouldered her aside. He clapped Nicholas on the back saying, “Barberis, my best bud.” Then he gave him a one-armed hug. “God it’s good to see you, Nick,