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Once out of the brutal wind, I buckled myself in. Cam climbed in, started the engine and then smacked his hands together, rubbing them. He glanced over at me. “Did you have a good dinner?”
“Yes. And thank you for the food. I mean, dinner. Thank you,” I stumbled over my words, closing my eyes. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Amusement colored his tone. “Thank you for finally agreeing to let me take you out.”
He turned the radio on after that, not loud enough that we couldn’t talk, but I was too busy focusing on important stuff. Somewhere between Hagerstown and University Heights, I had made an extremely important decision.
If Cam kissed me, I would not freak.
Nope. Nope. Nope.
I would act like a fucking nineteen-year-old girl with an iota of experience and not freak. Then again, he might not kiss me. He might’ve realized at some point during our date that I wasn’t kiss-worthy and high tail his ass back to his apartment to hang out with Ollie and Raphael. And if so, that would be okay. I would be okay with that.
But when we got back to our apartment building and as we reached the fifth floor, I realized I didn’t want the night to be over yet. We stopped in front of my door, and I turned to face him, twisting my fingers along the strap of my purse.
His lips quirked up on one side. “So…”
“Would you like to come in? For something to drink? I have coffee or hot chocolate.” Hot chocolate? Seriously? Was I twelve? Fuck me. “I don’t have any beer or anything more—”
“Hot chocolate would be good,” he cut in. “Only if you have the kind with those tiny marshmallows.”
My lips spread into a smile and I didn’t care how big or goofy it looked. “I do.”
“Then lead the way, sweetheart.”
Heart pumping, I let us into my apartment and turned on the lamp beside the couch. Shedding my jacket, I headed into the kitchen. Cam sat on the couch while I whipped us up some hot chocolate. While the water heated up, I yanked off my shoes. I brought two steaming cups back.
“Thank you.” He took one. “Got a question for you.”
“Okay.” I sat facing him, tucking my legs under me.
He took a sip. “So based on your first date experience, would you go out on a second?”
A pleasant feeling hummed in my chest. “Like a second in general?”
“In general.”
I shrugged and then tried some of my hot chocolate. “Well, this was a very good first date. If second dates were like this, then I guess I would.”
“Hmm. With just anyone or…?”
My lashes lowered. “Not with just anyone.”
“So it would have to be someone in particular?”
The pleasant feeling spread into my limbs. “I think it would have to be.”
“Interesting,” he murmured, taking another drink. When he looked at me, his eyes positively twinkled. Christ. I was screwed. Eyes were twinkling at me. “Is this someone in particular going to have to wait another two months if they ask you out?”
I couldn’t fight the smile, so I took a drink. “Depends.”
“On?”
“My mood.”
Cam chuckled. “Get ready.”
“Okay.”
