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him.
    “I’m this building right here,” she told him, pointing out her place.
    He stopped the car in front of a tall modern apartment building. He watched her slowly gather her purse and tighten the straps of her heels on her feet. It looked like she was stalling by the amount of time she took, and he saw the familiar nerves running through her system before she finally opened her purse and removed a slip of paper and pen.
    Amused, he watched her scribble what he knew would be her number.
    “I know that you probably get this a lot,” she said quietly, avoiding his eye and suddenly itching to get out of there, “but… you know, I had a great night and all, and… if you ever wanted to call, or anything, or…” she paused and her cheeks reddened as she held out the slip of paper.
    He took the paper from her hand. “Sure thing.”
    She shot him a quick smile. “Okay, well, good night, or…good morning, actually, and I’ll see you soon, or talk to you soon, or that’s up to you –”
    “You’ll hear from me,” he told her. “I promise.”
    She stopped and stared at him, that hopeful look cutting through his insides like a sharp blade. He’d never been given that look before. He’d been given phone numbers in the past, but it was in passing and without much care. Kate had done it as though she was itching for more of him. Maybe it wasn’t just a one night stand then. Maybe she was seriously interested. And fuck, he was interested too. He liked that look too much. Liked the warm feeling it gave his empty insides.
    Without thinking, he leaned over and took her face gently into his hand and pressed his mouth against her lips. Immediately her hand moved up his chest and around his neck. She kissed him back with an intensity he didn’t expect, deepening it as she opened her mouth to him. She moaned softly as he flicked his tongue against hers, and god, he’d fuck her again, right here and now, if he could.
    He pulled back instead, and his blood was on fire and his eyes were wide. Fuck, he loved the taste of her. She stared back at him, her lust apparent.
    “Now get inside,” he told her, fighting to steady his voice.
    She nodded and pulled away.
    He watched her open the door and step out of the car. She was a little wobbly and he smiled at the obvious effect he had on her. He kept staring until her slender tall body disappeared into the apartment building, stopping once to look back at him, that look of enchantment still adorning her face.
    Marcus had to collect his thoughts when she was out of view. His heart was beating hard in his chest. He liked the girl. Had liked her the first time he’d been discreetly selling product at her campus. He’d seen her rushing from one building to the next with her textbooks pressed against her chest, and he’d smiled even then at her flushed beauty. You just knew she was a fucking sweet girl, and he’d been right. She was.
    He’d never talked to a girl for so long before. She wanted to be cuddled, wanted to be touched and shown care, as if she’d been deprived of it like he had all his life. But he knew she hadn’t. A girl like her would have been given the proper care and love she deserved, while kids like he had been once were neglected and made to fend for themselves.
    The entire evening had been amazing and that actually depressed him on his way home. He lived in another world, would never have the means to give a woman of her league the kind of lifestyle her daddy obviously did. And while he’d fucked girls that came from the same places she did, they weren’t nearly as genuine or as sweet as her. They simply got what they wanted and moved on, their hunger for a thrill with a rougher man on the other side of the tracks satiated.
    He stared up in awe at the apartment high rises as he drove. There was a lot of money around here. More than he could ever dream of making. He would never be able to live here, even if he saved ‘til he was seventy. He was a loser, a