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“Tell that to my parents. I swear to God they both desperately need to get laid but can’t figure out why either of them is so flippin’ uptight all the time.”

“Gross, Lyra.”

She shrugs as we push through the throng of people in the hallway.

Langdon rushes me at the end of the hallway, wrapping his arms around me tight and kissing me. Every cell in my being ignites. I haven’t seen him since he dropped me at home New Year’s day and it’s been torture.

“Hi,” I whisper into his lips. “I missed you.”

“I barely slept the last three days. I can’t stop thinking about your body.”

I furrow my brows at him. “Just my body?”

Langdon laughs. A big booming laugh that makes me tingle all over with pleasure. “Definitely not just your body. All of you. I can’t getallof you out of my brain.”

I push up to my tip toes and kiss him.

“All of you too,” I reply.

“Good god you two, get a mother effin room already.” Miles’s voice pulls me from the very perfect feeling moment we were just having. I turn and scowl at him.

“Lang, any chance you can drive me to the meet tonight?” he asks ignoring me entirely.

***

“It’s fine, Mum, I’ll just have Langdon give me a ride home. Really.”

Mum looks at Anna who nods, then back to me. “Ok. I was hoping to stop and grab food together on the way home but…”

“We can do dinner tomorrow night together. Go have fun with Anna! I’ll tell Gramps you’ll be home late.” I bounce in place trying to keep warm. Which is hard when you’ve been in the warm pool room, are damp, and have wet hair.

Langdon exits the locker room and saunters over to us, throwing an arm around my shoulders. I lean into him.

“They’ll be fine. I really do need to talk with you,” Anna says to my mom.

Mom leans in and kisses my forehead. “Fine. Dinner tomorrow though.”

I grin and pick my bag up from the floor. “OK. See you later.”

Langdon takes my bag from me after zipping his coat up and we exit the gym.

“My gawd. It is frigid tonight.” I wrap my arms around myself and quicken my step to keep up with Langdon. He tosses the bags in the truck and ushers me inside with aridiculous smirk.

“I can probably warm you up.”

“You’re ridiculous,” I laugh out. He closes my door and scoots around the truck to the driver’s side.

Once the heat is going he turns to me. “So.”

I grin back at him. “So.”

“Where have you applied?”

“I have to finish my applications still.”

“To where?” he drags the last word out.

“Oh, a few places. You know. The usual suspects.”