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cheek grazes mine as he whispers in my ear. “I think being just your friend will be fun.”
    I don't open my eyes. I just pant out, “How so?”
    Where are those damn magic Spanx when you need them?
    He places his open mouth on my cheek, slowly closing it into a pucker. He gently pulls his top lip off my cheek first, the bottom lip staying in place and then—bit by agonizing bit—receding.
    It's then that I open my eyes.
    And need to move.
    “I have to go.”
    “See ya, friend,” he says playfully.
    But he doesn't move. He just raises one hand off the wall, giving me a small pathway to squeeze through.
    He's such a jerk, I think, as I squeeze past him.
    I get my stuff together and then take one last look at his room. The twinkle lights. The smell. The memories of our dances and his kisses.
    Then I glance up at the stars that are still in place. Waiting to ask a girl to the dance.
    When I close the door, I know I’m closing the door on us and not coming back.
    I'm not coming back here.
    Ever. Again.
    And I feel surprisingly good.
    Like a weight has lifted off me.
    Like I just battled an addiction and won.
    No, it’s better than that.
    I just kicked fate’s ass. And won.
    It’s freeing.
    And it’s official.
    My silly schoolgirl crush on the god is over.
     
    I stop and sit on the stairs, feeling proud of myself and happy with my decision. I really like Dawson and I think it’s time I let him know it.
    I don't text him. I call.
    “Where are you?” he asks.
    “In your dorm. Where are you?”
    “Hang on.” I hear a bunch of noise. A chair sliding across the floor, rustling. “I'm in my bed. Almost naked.”
    Just thinking about him almost naked makes me feel warm. “Should I start stripping my clothes off as I walk down the hall?”
    “Damn, that sounds hot. Can I watch?”
    “No one is in your hall right now,” I say as I round the corner. “Maybe you can.”
    I wait by the stairs at the end of the hall for him to open his door.
    When he does peek out, I see he’s shirtless, wearing a pair of athletic shorts, and probably nothing else.
    I'm shaking. Half excited and half scared of what I think I’m about to do.
    He winks at me, which sets me in motion. I take a step forward, pull my top off, and toss it down the hall at him. He grabs it and throws it into his room.
    I say a quick prayer I don't get caught.
    I walk by another door, pull my shorts off, and throw them at him.
    Now I’m in nothing but a bra and a thong.
    I take another step. I'm two doors away and breathing heavily.
    What on earth possessed me to do this?
    But the fire in Dawson's eyes, and the fact that his shorts are now saluting me, keep me going.
    When I'm one door away, I stop and undo my bra.
    He grabs me and pulls me into his bedroom.
    He doesn't close the door, so I kick it shut behind us. When he hears it shut, he slams me back into it.
    “Fuck, Keatie. I can't believe you just did that!”
    I don’t get to reply. His mouth is on mine. His hands are in my hair, then down my back, then cupping my ass and pulling me up toward him. He leans me back against the wall and pushes his shorts down. I wrap my legs around him and kiss his neck. Hard. When he thrusts into me, I gasp and kiss him again. He's as out of control as I feel.
    I'm trying to be quiet. But I'm having a hard time. I don’t want anyone walking in the hall to hear us. Dawson stops suddenly and says into my hair, “Not yet.”
    Then he locks the door and carries me to his bed. We're still attached in every way when we fall onto the bed.
    “Ohhh, god,” I say.
    Apparently that was all he was waiting for. He's out of control again.
    Finally, he says, “Holy shit.” And collapses on top of me.
    He kisses my cheekbone, down by my ear, and then rolls off me. He lies spread out on the bed like he just finished a marathon.
    “That was so fucking hot,” he says, kissing my fingers. Then he sits up and shakes his head. “No, that was hotter than hot.”
    “It was molten