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we’ll give her a good tip.”
    “Huh?”
    Slightly let down at Connor’s sign that he was straight, Kyle couldn’t prevent his pout. “You get away with a lot with women, don’t you?”
    “Get away with a lot?” Connor replied. “What do you mean?”
    “Never mind. Do you have a girlfriend?” Kyle asked.
    Before Kyle got his answer the beers were set before them. The young woman smiled dreamily at Connor and handed him a piece of paper. “Call me and I’ll tell you what I want for my reward.”
    Connor let out a one syllable laugh and grinned invitingly at her. “Do you have a friend?” He gestured to Kyle. “We shouldn’t leave my handsome friend out in the cold.”
    “You bet! When can we go out?”
    Connor shrugged casually, the prefect gesture of indifference, and glanced over at Kyle. “You free this Saturday night? We have to take a break from the studies some time.”
    Unable to prevent his mouth from forming a frown, Kyle inspected the petite brunette. She was so cute he wanted to strangle her. “That depends.”
    Connor asked her, “Will your friend be as pretty as you?”
    “Don’t worry, she will be. What time?”
    “Is seven okay with you, Kyle?” Connor whispered softly.
    Kyle tried very hard not to grimace. “Sure, seven is fine.”
    As if just remembering, Connor read the slip of paper he was handed. “Hannah. Okay, Hannah. What’s your friend’s name?”
    “Vicky. Oh, she will love you.” She pointed at Kyle. “She adores jocks.”
    Connor muttered something under his breath.
    As Kyle tried to figure out the missed comment, Connor said, “I’m Connor, and this ‘jock’ is Kyle.”
    “Hi. Write down your cell phone number for me.” She went bright red as she handed Connor a pen and slip of paper. “I have to get back to the tables. You guys need another minute?”
    Connor nodded, handed her his information, and she left. He raised his beer and sipped it, the foam leaving a trace on his lip. “A nice flirty waitress is always good for an under-twenty-one beer.” Connor winked. “Down the hatch.”
    Kyle tried to stop watching Connor’s tongue lick the foam off his lip. “Cheers.” Kyle tapped Connor’s beer mug with his own.
    Connor reached across the table to him and touched his hand. “You okay about it? It was forward of me to make a double-date like that. Are you already going with someone? I didn’t think to ask.”
    As the contact once again ignited his groin, Kyle stared down at Connor’s hand before he met those brilliant blue irises. “No. I don’t have a girlfriend,” he breathed tiredly.
    “Good.” He raised his mug and gave Kyle a wicked smile. “Very good.”
    Hoping he was reading something else in his mischievous grin, Kyle couldn’t help but return the demonic expression. “Connor Worthington, why do I have a feeling that life will be very interesting if I hang around with you?”
    After taking a deep swallow of beer, Connor placed his mug down and stretched across the table to him. “Because, Kyle Baker, for the first time in my life I can almost taste freedom. One more year of college and I’m done. Do you have any idea what that freedom means to me?”
    Loving them nose to nose, Kyle imagined a kiss as he leaned over the expanse of wood. “No, what does it mean, Connor?”
    “It means that I will do as I please. No one will tell me what I can and cannot do any longer.”
    Tempted, so very tempted, Kyle wanted to contact those lush lips very badly. When Connor sat back and raised his mug once more, Kyle mirrored him. “Where are you living?” Kyle was mesmerized by Connor’s mouth while he drank.
    “Reiber Hall. It sucks. My roommate is a slob. I fucking hate it.”
    “You have a roommate?” Kyle blurted before he realized how stupid it sounded.
    “Yes.” Connor rolled his eyes in annoyance. “Big, fat, Baby Huey of a guy. Stuffs food into his face all night. I’m never there unless I have to be.”
    “I’m still in limbo