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you, not for me.
    I smiled at his small flirtation; those guys had flirting down pat. Girls dropped their panties for a wink or a smile. They lived in a world filled with color, while my world’s been saturated in somber tones.
    Me: It was best for me at the time. Thanks for the request, maybe we’ll talk again sometime.
    Kayden: Hey, wait. Where ya going?
    I tapped my finger against the phone thinking of a response. Shit. I couldn’t think of anything witty, my mind going blank.
    Me: Well, I found out how I knew you, figured we’re done.
    Kayden: I’m not. I heard your brother got in some trouble a couple years back?
    I sighed reading his words. My brother led a different life, never taking the easy road. He lived the rebellious life filled with adventure and danger; I read books, attended college, and fucked only three guys in my life. Trouble sounded more like he’d been slapped on the hand for touching something off limits; my brother spent two years in prison on a conspiracy charge… we’re polar opposites.
    Me: Yeah, he’s doing fine now, though. Were you mixed up in that world?
    Kayden: Hell no, I wrestled with the guys in school, but never hung out with them much after high school.
    Me: Smart boy.
    Kayden: Boy? It’s been a long time since someone called me that, little girl.
    I smirked blinking slowly at his reply, his words made my insides warm.
    Me: LOL. Tell me about Kayden ‘the man’.
    Kayden: Anything you want. I’ll give you the short version of my life story. I live in New Orleans, install cable, I’m thirty-six, work hard, play harder, and I’m blissfully single.
    Me: I’m a school librarian, live in Florida, divorced, I’m thirty-two and I’m navy blue.
    I blushed hitting the send button. My message was cryptic and I knew that only I would understand. He played hard, while I stayed home on a Friday to go to bed with my book boyfriends.
    Kayden: What the hell does that mean?
    Way to go, make him think you’re absolutely crazy, Sophia. I needed to stop talking before I really embarrassed myself.
    Me: Nothing, just an inside joke. Hey, I’m tired; maybe we can talk again soon.
    Kayden: We will., I have to be up early for work anyways. Sweet dreams beautiful.
    My cheeks warmed with his words—beautiful. I’ve been called beautiful before, but usually not by a man I’d classify as out of my league.
    Me: Night.
    What the fuck did I do? A sexy man was flirting with me and I ran away like a scared school girl. Sighing, I opened my book and began reading the words on the page; I pictured his sparkling green eyes looking into mine and his luscious lips on my skin.

     
    I haven’t been able to get Kayden out of my mind all night, and it had bled over into my morning. I wanted to message him since the moment I woke up, but I didn’t have the nerve. I spent the morning reading his profile page, almost cyber-stalking him. I wanted to know everything about him, but I had to start with our connection, Freddie.
    Me: Hey Freddie. Question for you — Do you know Kayden Michaels?
    Freddie: Yeah, we went to school together. Why?
    I bit my nail trying to think of how to answer this without it getting back to my brother?
    Me: He sent me a friend request. I wanted to know if he’s an asshole?
    Freddie: Nah kid, he’s a good guy. Did you talk to him?
    Me: Not really, just wanted to make sure it’s okay to accept his friend request.
    Freddie: Yeah, it’s cool. If he gives you any shit, you tell me.
    Me: Always Freddie. Thanks!
    Freddie had given him the stamp of approval; I just needed to get the courage to send him a message.
    Kayden: Morning Sophia. Sleep well?
    Oh. My. Fucking. God. Did he know I was stalking him? Did Freddie say something to him? Concentrate on breathing… inhale and exhale, slowly.
    Me: Hey, yeah… I slept well and you?
    Hey, yeah? I should just crawl into a hole now or bang my head against the bedroom wall. Why not just lead with: Hell yes, I thought about banging your brains