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or maybe even a couple of months. It didn’t necessarily mean the same thing to him that it meant to me. Not that I really even knew what it meant to me.
     
    I glanced at my phone for what seemed like the hundredth time. Even though I’d barely been away from it and had checked every time I’d returned, I still tapped the button to take off the energy saver. No calls. No texts.
     
    I frowned. Should I call?
     
    Absolutely no way in hell. I could hear Krissy’s voice in my head.
     
    I sighed. Of course not. I stood and picked up my empty glass. I needed more iced tea. I headed into the kitchen, moving through the darkness with ease. When Krissy wasn’t here, I rarely turned on lights as I moved around the apartment. As long as I’d cleaned and knew there wasn’t anything on the floor to trip me, I could make my way through the entire space without a problem. The refrigerator light was more than enough for me to refill my cup by.
     
    The silence was almost deafening. The people next door had left early that morning and Krissy had gone to the movies with Leslie, so the only sounds I could hear were the noises of traffic below and the muffled voices of those who were above and below. The walls might have been thin, but the ceiling and floor had good insulation. All of this was in the background, the kind of white noise that people get so used to that they barely even think about it.
     
    Then, a sound cut through the air. A clip of music. A ring tone.
     
    Shit.
     
    My phone was ringing. I almost dropped my glass in my haste to get back to my room. As it was, I splashed ice tea all down my front and across my arm, soaking my t-shirt. When I saw his name on the screen, I forgot about being wet.
     
    “Hi.” I sounded out of breath and hoped he wouldn’t realize that I’d been racing to get to the phone.
     
    “Hello, there.” He sounded amused. “I’m truly sorry I didn’t call you earlier. I’ve been swamped with work.”
     
    I sat down and eyed my laptop screen. “That’s okay. I really did have to work on my paper.” I didn’t mention that I hadn’t gotten as much done as I’d planned.
     
    “I have to go out of town for a couple of days on business,” he said.
     
    A stab of disappointment went through me. If I said I hadn’t been hoping he was going to ask me to come over tonight, I’d be lying.
     
    “I was hoping I could see you Wednesday.”
     
    I smiled. “That would be great.” My voice came out a lot more nonchalant than I felt.
     
    “Can you come by the club after work, say around five? I’d like to give you the official tour of the club.”
     
    “Oh.” I suddenly didn’t know what to say. I wanted to see him very much. My entire body was thrumming at just the idea. But, I wasn’t sure how I felt about going back to the club. Images flashed rapid-fire through my mind.
     
    Gavin showing up pretending to be my boyfriend.
     
    The way he looked at me when I was dancing with Krissy.
     
    Kissing him for the first time.
     
    Walking into that room and knowing we would be having sex.
     
    One mind-blowing orgasm after another.
     
    “Carrie?” His voice cut through the memories. “Are you okay?”
     
    “Yes,” I answered automatically. Before I could talk myself out of it, I spoke again. “And, yes, I’ll come by after work.”
     
    “Great!”
     
    I could almost hear him smiling and I knew how his eyes would be lighting up. Heat unfurled in my stomach.
     
    “Go to the side door and press the buzzer so I can let you in. And I’ll have something for you.”
     
    I frowned. “No more gifts, please.” He hadn’t asked for the necklace back yet, and I was still trying to figure out a way to ask about it tactfully. There was no way he could’ve meant for me to keep it. Was there?
     
    “It’s not a gift. Not exactly,” he assured me. “But it will please you.”
     
    Heat turned into flames and I shifted in my seat. The way he said the word “please” made me