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grinned, dimples appearing at his cheeks. “On what?”
     
    “On whether you’ll give me that book or not. I need it.”
     
    He looked down at the book in his hand as if he’d forgotten he’d even been holding onto it. “Yeah, see, I need the book as well though.”
     
    I shrugged. “Then I guess we don’t have anything to talk about.” I started to turn from him, but he was quick, his hand shooting out and grasping my upper arm and gently turning me back to face him.
     
    “Okay, how is this for a deal?” He held the book out in front of my eyes, tilting it from side to side as if mocking me with it. “How about you give me a copy of the notes and go out with me tomorrow? And then I’ll give you the book on our date.”
     
    Laughing, I shook my head. “Maybe I have a boyfriend?”
     
    His smile didn’t fade. “That would be a shame,” he said, humoring me.  
     
      “But then, if I were interested...”
     
    His smile widened.
     
    “I said IF I were interested, where do you suggest we go on this date?”
     
    “Dunno.” He shrugged. “Was thinking perhaps a hot dog and Coke at the food cart outside Madison Hall.”
     
    I looked at him hard, trying to determine if he was joking or not. His expression was unreadable. All I could do was bet on not.
     
    “Okay, seriously?”
     
    “You too good for hot dogs and soda? It’s an all American meal.”
     
    The way he said the word American gave away an accent I hadn’t detected until that moment – British maybe. Interesting. I wondered why he hid the accent, women love men with accents. ‘Course he really didn’t need a gimmick to attract women. Planting my hands on my hips, I clucked my tongue off of the roof of my mouth and considered a comeback for his little remark.
     
    “I’ll even offer to pay.” When I cocked a brow at him, he added with a wink, “But just my share.”
     
    “In that case, I have no idea how it would be possible for me to refuse. You make it sound so incredible.”
     
    “I agree. You can’t.”
     
    He pushed himself off of the book case and took a step towards me, stopping a foot away. The smell of his aftershave drifted to my nose again, and I couldn’t stop myself. I closed my eyes a moment and took a deep breath in, inhaling the scent. When I opened my eyes, he was looking down at me, eyeing me with such intensity that it sent a delicious shiver down my spine.
     
    “I’m in a rush. Got someplace to be. So noon tomorrow. I’ll meet you at the hot dog stand with the book.”
     
    The way he said it, he was so smug. Too smug. There was no question or doubt in his tone. He knew I was going to say yes. A part of me wanted to refuse him and teach him a lesson. He was too cocky for his own good. It was as though he didn’t know what it was like to be rejected. Though considering how sexy and smooth he was, I was confident he didn’t have a very high rejection rate with women.
     
    But then again, I needed that book. And just because I was going out with him for a dog and soda didn’t mean I was going to fall head over heels for him like I would guess most women did. If he expected that, then he had another thing coming. But Vanessa had been right about one thing. It had been quite some time since I’d been with a man, and I could do a hell of a lot worse than Kyle to quench that need.
     
    “Okay,” I agreed.
     
    I wasn’t sure what I expected, but what he did next threw me a little.
     
    He brushed past me, giving me a little slap on the shoulder as if I was just some random person – though I suppose that was what I was. “See you then, buddy.”
     
    Huh? By the time I spun around to watch him walk away, he’d already disappeared.
     
    “Hmm. What the fuck…”
     

 

     
    Chapter 2
     

     
    Rebecca
     
    “Meet him at the hot dog cart?” Vanessa crinkled her nose up at me. “Talk about classy.”
     
    I rolled my eyes at my friend. “What’s wrong with that? It’s quirky.” I knew