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After walking Oliver, I’m in bed that night cuddling with him and eating Cheerios.

I kissed Tathan. In the hall.

What was I thinking?

I wasn’t. Again. Now he’s going to expect kissing and maybe even more on that date in a few weeks. I need to set some ground rules for that date, and myself.

But still. . . we kissed. Romantic-movie style. Speaking of romantic. . . I’m staring at the cover ofBrides.You know, the one Tathan’s on the cover of. I stole it from Zane unbeknownst to him. The more I read into him, I realize there’s absolutely no way someone like him would ever want to be in a relationship with me. Dude’s freaking famous.

Relationship?

What happened to one date?

Eventually, I get up from my bed and reach for my laptop to check Facebook. I’m only on there a few minutes and watching a silly cat video my Aunt Kim posted when a private message pops up in the right corner from Tathan.

Tathan:Are you awake?

What the heck? How’d he find me on here? Oh, right. Facebook friends, thanks to Casey.

Me:I’m on here, aren’t I?

Despite my answer, I’m giddy he messaged me. Tathan Madsen private messaged me! I want to punch myself at how excited I am. You’d think I was just asked to prom. Who am I right now?

Me:Did you need something?

Tathan:Yes.

Me:Well?

Tathan:Hot tub?

Me:I already said no.

Tathan:Why?

Me:I’m busy.

Tathan:Really? Doing what? Sitting in bed with your dog?

Me:That’s none of your business.

Tathan:Amalie, I’m not that bad of a guy.

Me:You aren’t?

Tathan:No. I’m not, and you kissed me. I liked that kiss. I want more kissing. And I enjoy your company.

Of course he added that last part. I don’t answer, and he replies again.

Tathan:Let’s talk about our date. You said yes. No take backs.

Me:Not until you take Casey’s photos. Then I’ll give you the date.

Tathan:Why?

Me:You need to hold up your end of the deal first.

Tathan:I don’t break deals. What about you? What if I take the photos and you never give me that date?