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my hiding place, Sawyer jumped out
of the tunnel and shot at the little kid on the balcony above
him.
    I hadn’t even seen the kid, but apparently,
he’d noticed me, because his laser gun had been trained on me.
Thank goodness, Sawyer had taken him out before the kid hit me.
Aiming my gun at Sawyer’s back, I went for a cheap shot, and nailed
him. The vest strapped across his chest went off, flashing bright
orange lights and making strange noises. A wicked laugh bellowed
from me as his head jerked around in confusion, trying to spot who
had hit him.
    “Got you.” I beamed.
    “I noticed that.” He chuckled. “That was it.
I’m done.”
    “Giving up so easily?” I lowered my gun, and
placed a hand on my hip. “I didn’t think you were the type.”
    He unstrapped his vest while walking in my
direction. “I’m not the type, but our time is up.”
    He pointed to the glowing digital clock high
up on the wall. It said there was only six seconds left. Being the
good sport that I am, I nailed his vest once more as he was taking
it off. His three lives were gone. I won.
    “Wow, now that was a cheap shot if I’ve ever
seen one.”
    The buzzer went off, and a voice came over
the speaker system telling us all to make our way to the exit, that
our game had ended.
    “I’m not above them.” I shrugged.
    “I’ll remember that.”
    We exited the laser tag arena, and I headed
straight for the water fountain outside the doors. This night had
been a blast. I’d been so preoccupied with work, school, and all
the day-to-day things that I’d forgotten what actual fun felt
like.
    “What’s next?” I asked, wiping a few droplets
of water off my chin with the back of my hand.
    Sawyer took in a deep breath and released it
slowly. “I think I’ve had enough of this place for tonight. You up
for heading somewhere else?”
    “Sure.” I wasn’t ready to call it a night
yet, I knew that much.
    Running my hands through my hair, I pulled it
up into a ponytail to get it off my neck, and then straightened out
my sweater. “Where to?”
    “How about something a little more
grown-up?”
    “Aw, I was having fun with the juvenile date
night,” I admitted.
    “Oh really? Well then, I guess we could still
stick with this theme.” He reached for my hand, and interlaced his
fingers through mine. A boyish grin appeared on his face. “Come on.
I’ve got an idea.”
    Smiling ear-to-ear from the sensation his
touch sent spiraling through me, and the giddiness I felt due to
the continuance of this insane date, I walked to his car with him.
It was freezing out. I pulled my coat around my body tighter with
my free hand so Sawyer wouldn’t release my hand. In the end, he
dropped it anyway as soon as we reached his car. Climbing inside, I
instantly shoved my hands underneath my legs, and bounced up and
down in an effort to get warm.
    “Burr, it’s so cold.” My teeth chattered as I
spoke.
    “Just give it a minute. It’ll warm up soon.”
Starting the car, Sawyer reached for me. “Give me your hands.”
    Without question, I passed my icy hands to
him. He cupped them between his, and brought them to his mouth.
Warm air passed over my frozen fingers in the form of his hot
breath, and I moved to get closer to him. My heart banged against
my rib cage. I became hyperaware of his lips—parted and panting
against my skin. An electrical jolt pierced through my stomach. The
coldness penetrating straight through to my bones left me as a
warmth I hadn’t felt in who knew how long spread throughout my body
and mind. Sawyer’s eyes lifted to meet mine.
    “Better?” he asked.
    My tongue darted out to lick my dry lips.
“Yeah, much.”
    His warm hands continued to rub against mine,
but he never lowered his lips to blow against them again. My
stomach clenched with a yearning for him to do so, one I’d never
felt before. When he finally released his grip on my hands, warmth
was flowing through the vents of his car.
    “All right, ready for the