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with him, too.
    “Yeah, if you’re really that far apart there’s no
reason to drag it all out.” Georgia nodded and we were both quiet for a few
minutes.
    “So why the hell don’t you have a boyfriend?” She
raised an eyebrow, grinning at me. “Not that it isn’t a good thing, but—I mean,
is it just that you don’t want one or…” I laughed.
    “No, I’m definitely into guys and definitely into the
idea of dating.” I pressed my lips together, remembering the reason I wasn’t
dating—and the reason that I was so glad to be at college. “My mom’s kind of a
snob,” I said. “My dad, too. Though usually he’s not quite as bad as Mom is.”
Georgia tilted her head to the side, silently asking me to elaborate. “She was
always after me to date these like, country club boys—the kids of the families
she and Dad hang out with every weekend. People with money, you know? I kind of
got sick of all the pressure they were putting on me and just decided that I
wasn’t going to date until I was away from them. So here I am.” I shrugged and
grinned.
    “Here you are, getting flirted with by Johnny Steel.”
Georgia lowered her voice dramatically when she said the name. Already, the
RA’s comment in the orientation meeting was a joke between us, and the fact
that we had both met the source of the comment made it even funnier.
    “Ah, I’ll probably never see him again. You saw how
many people there were in the dining hall. What are the odds I’m going to end
up running into him again? Not that great.” We continued talking about our
classes and everything we’d seen on campus, moving the furniture around and
arranging things the way we wanted them, installing Gigi’s TV on the
entertainment center, and doing all those little things that make a room at
least a little bit like home.
    We finally started to get exhausted; I knew the
different excitements of the day had drained me totally, and that was without
moving furniture around and unpacking. Georgia said goodnight, and I closed the
door to my bedroom, smiling to myself. It had been a good first day on campus,
all things considered. I was incredibly lucky that my roommate wasn’t some
wealthy snob or some airhead I couldn’t stand to be around. Eventually, I’d
know my way around campus and would get used to being surrounded by so many
people all the time.
    I stripped out of my clothes and crawled into bed
without even bothering to change into pajamas. I smirked to myself as I reached
over to turn off the light in the room, thinking that already I had so much
more freedom than I was used to having, At home, I would never have thought of
sleeping naked. My mom had a tendency to open the door right after knocking,
without even waiting to hear me say “come in.” I definitely didn’t want to have
the awkward moment of her seeing me naked—I knew she would freak. But here in
the dorms, with my door safely locked behind me, in the dark, it didn’t matter.
No one was going to just barge into my room.
    My bed was so comfortable that I should have fallen
right to sleep; instead I found my hands wandering over my naked body under the
covers, feeling myself up. It felt so weird, and yet so comfortable. As I
played with my breasts a little, jiggling them under the covers before I let my
hands wander a little lower, I couldn’t help thinking of Johnny. I knew I
shouldn’t. After all, like I’d told Gigi, there was practically no chance that
anything would ever happen with him—I probably wouldn’t even ever see him on
campus. He was an upperclassman, in totally different classes from mine, and on
a team. But I couldn’t stop myself remembering his sweet-looking, gorgeous
face. I remembered the sight of his hands, too—big, strong hands. I shivered,
biting my bottom lip while I thought about what it would feel like for him to
touch me with those big hands, cupping my breasts, moving down between my legs,
caressing me everywhere. I shook my head at