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checked for traffic and we seamlessly made it out of the parking
lot without hitting much traffic. He stopped the car after just a few short
minutes and hopped out to open my door for me again.
    “Here we go. My parents brought me
here when we first checked out the campus; it’s a pretty cool place.” He led me
through the Capstone House and punched in eighteen on the elevator. “The view
is pretty amazing and the restaurant actually rotates around, even though you
never feel it. They have some pretty good barbeque too.”
    We were seated immediately by the
hostess and I couldn’t help but gasp at the stunning view we were seated next
to. From way up here you could view the whole campus and all of Columbia, I’m
sure there were other towns that I was seeing too, and it seemed to stretch on
for thousands of miles.
    “Wow, you were right.” I took a sip
of my sweet tea and turned back to Ben, after taking it all in. “This view is
beautiful.”
    “It is,” he replied, his eyes
locked on me and it felt like he was burning a hole through me with how intense
his gaze was.
    We made our way through the late
lunch and the food was absolutely mouthwatering. By the time dessert came, I
figured I couldn’t eat another bite, but after I saw it was banana pudding, I
knew I had to at least try it. Ben guided me back through the lobby, out to his
car. This time the drive back to my dorm was a little longer, so I was able to
enjoy the breeze running through my hair with the convertible top down.
    “I had a lot of fun with you
today,” Ben stated with his hands placed lightly on my hips. His head kept
dipping down closer and closer to mine, I just wanted to yell out, kiss me
already!
    This certainly wouldn’t be my first
kiss. I had gotten plenty of those from Jake when we played spin the bottle in
middle school and he would never let the bottle land on anyone but him. But I
was a woman now, a full- grown adult. I’m sure this would really be considered
my first kiss.
    “Would it be alright to ask you out
for another date? Say maybe, Tuesday night?” I nodded my head in agreement, as
his lips brushed across my ear and I couldn’t help but compare them to Dylan’s.
His had seemed much softer and I could remember how his stubble had rubbed
against my cheek, tickling it slightly.
    “Ye-ss,” I stuttered out, slightly
shaking my head to clear the image of Dylan Turner out of my head. “That sounds
great.” I could feel his smile against my lips as he tentatively placed them
there. I wound my arms around his neck and he pulled my hips closer, so I was
molded around his body.
    It was…..nice. No fireworks
exploded, the birds didn’t break out in song like in the movies. His hands
cradled my face as his tongue probed my mouth, memorizing every inch. I could
still taste the mintyness in his mouth from the candy that he had conspicuously
placed in his mouth after lunch. He pulled back slightly and leaned his
forehead down against mine. “Wow…that was…amazing,” he breathed.
    “Mmhm,” I murmured into his chest
as he crushed me against him. I really wasn’t sure what to say, great, yes.
Amazing, I wasn’t so sure. Maybe we just needed more practice. I ran my hands
through the stubble covering his head, wishing for just a moment that it was a
mess of brown hair running through my fingers instead.

Chapter
7
    Dylan
    I slammed my empty beer bottle down
onto the counter and motioned at the bartender for another one. Of course, as
luck would have it, Sara was bartending tonight. Usually I enjoyed it and we
would have a quick fuck in the back of the beater mobile on one of her breaks,
but I wasn’t in the mood. Her eyes kept flicking to me suggestively every time
she brought me a fresh beer and I knew that was still her plan.
    “Hey dude,” Chris pulled out the
bar stool next to mine and thumped me on the back, causing the glass bottle to
clink against my teeth. We had planned on meeting up after his family