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pretend that I'm annoyed but am secretly relieved to have some free time this afternoon. If only there were a way to get a rain check for the date this evening as well.
     
    Dad personally escorts me from the locker room and I'm able to witness all the jocks in various stages of undress as they ogle me. Beau just holds court from the back and sends a wink my way that causes goosebumps to run all over my skin. Dad is sure to usher me out quick though, apologizing for his rowdy group.
     
    "What about dinner tonight?" he asks.
     
    "Sorry, I have plans tonight," I tell him, "Studying at the library." There's a great hope in me that he'll protest and demand I spend time with him for dinner but I'm amazed when he readily accepts the excuse. He has no idea that he can save me and keep me away from Beau but Dad just tells me that he has some work to do anyway. I'll have no choice but to go on this date with Beau Tillman.
     
    *****
     
     

Chapter Five
     
                                                             Beau
     
                                                             *****
     
    The feeling of Quinn's hands on my body made me feel alive. For a second I regret ushering her to safety, kind of wishing instead that I had risked trouble just to feel her touching me for a bit longer. Even as the locker room fills with my teammates, all I can do is replay the moment in my head, over and over again. As the chatter in the room grows to a volume too loud to ignore, I try to figure out how I'm going to get through the day until I can finally take her out.
     
    Oh yeah, I also don't have her number.
     
    Navigating the locker room to get this info is a delicate exercise. Quinn's right, I'm a dead man if her father finds out that I'm trying to take her out. I love my teammates and all but they're not exactly known for keeping secrets. Even as loyal as everybody is, word would get out fast if anyone even got a hint of what I was up to.
     
    "Pssst," I say to Lance, one of the hotshot infielders. Good looking kid, great with the ladies; I see a lot of myself in him. "Got a question." I can tell he's intrigued and he leans close to hear what the captain of the team has for him. "You know Coach's daughter, right?" It's as if I had asked him for some drugs and guns with the way he looks at me. He shakes his head and swears up and down to me that he doesn't know her, has never talked to her and most certainly has never laid a hand on her. "This isn't a test," I assure him and get ready for my lie. "She's got a friend she's always with, some girl I saw her with. You know her?"
     
    Lance thinks for a minute and asks "Becca?"
     
    As long as it's a friend of Quinn's, I'll be able to get some info. I tell him yes and all Lance can tell me is that he thinks she works at the library. Good enough for me. I thank Lance and tell him that he's in no way, shape or form allowed to tell anyone about this conversation. He's not sure of what secret he's keeping but the good soldier assures me he'll keep his mouth shut. Just as I'm about to turn and head on my way, the underclassman breaks protocol and puts his hand on me. I look down and see his hand gripping my arm, keeping me in place.
     
    "You're going now?" he asks with clear annoyance in his eyes. I assure him that I'm not going to miss anything and the team will be fine without me for a little bit. "Dude, c'mon man. We got practice. The championship, man, we're so close. Can't you just do all this stuff once we're done?"
     
    "You guys will be fine. Trust me."
     
    Lance lets go and shakes his head, another person done with my shit. As quietly as I can, I excuse myself from the team and set off to go find out where the hell this library is.
     
    *****
     
    I've always known what a library was but am absolutely stunned upon stepping inside the school's library for the first time. Outside of