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wouldn't have shown herself off the way that she was if Tyler hadn't been there to show off for. But she wanted to impress him, and she got the sense it was working. She smiled against his shoulder.
    They split apart again, Aileen dancing away from Tyler and making him follow, which he did more than willingly.
    “Congratulations, by the way,” she said, raising her voice a little to be heard over the music as they came back together. “I know I already told you, but I think you deserved to hear it at least one more time. You ran a great race.”
    “Not quite as great as yours,” Tyler answered, grinning at her. “I think you wowed a few people pretty well. Those NYU girls didn’t know what hit them.”
    “And both of us will be running at the indoor championships,” Aileen added.
    “Congratulations, us.” Tyler pulled her a little closer with his hands on her hips, brushing a kiss against the curve of her jaw just under her ear. “What do you say we go home and celebrate a little later?”
    “That’s exactly the kind of celebration I was thinking.”
    The next song was slower, and Aileen let her weight sink a little closer against Tyler, both of them swaying to the music. She enjoyed the faster songs, and the dancing that came with them, but this was nice, too. Wrapped in Tyler’s arms. Held secure. She laid her head against his shoulder and let her eyes slide shut.
    When the song ended, Aileen slipped out of his embrace, giving him an apologetic smile. “Have to run to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
    Tyler nodded, and she made her way through the shifting crowds of students to the bathroom, glancing at herself in the mirror over the sink as she closed the door. Her cheeks were a little red, flushed with having been so close to Tyler. She wrapped up quickly, washing her hands in cool water and then pressing them to her cheeks, taking some of the heat out of them.
    When she walked back out into the main room, Tyler was still on the dance floor, and she took a moment to just watch him, admiring the way he moved. On the track or off it, he was all fluid muscle, perfectly in control of his body.
    A girl stepped out of the group of dancers to his left, practically draping herself over Tyler. Aileen recognized her as one of the sprinters, and she felt a sharp little jab of possessive irritation as the other girl moved in him. Tyler was hers.
    Tyler certainly didn't seem to mind the girl that much. He didn’t pull away from her. As he turned, his eyes found Aileen, and he lifted both shoulders in a tiny shrug, looking at Aileen over the girl’s shoulder with a 'what are you going to do?' kind of look. Aileen crossed her arms over her chest and met that with a look that told him just exactly what he was going to do.
    Before he could move away, there was another girl on his other side, leaning in to giggle something in his ear. He slipped easily out from under her arm.
    “Hey, look,” she heard him start to say, obviously having picked up on the fact that Aileen was less than happy.
    Tyler was hers. He didn't belong to the entire track team. Aileen resisted the urge to do something immature like walk over there and pull the girls off by their hair. She wasn't that kind of person.
    But she also wasn't the kind of person who was going to stand by and watch her boyfriend be fawned over by other girls. She turned on her heel and walked away.
    It sounded like maybe Tyler tried to follow, but when she turned around to look he wasn't there and she shook her head. Maybe he'd decided that he liked the other girls better after all. Either way, she wasn't going to stick around for it. Jani could come meet her at home.
     
     
     

Chapter 4
     
    What was it with professors and all giving out papers and homework due on the same day, Aileen wondered, flipping through the little stack of syllabi she’d collected for her courses. It was like they got together and planned for it. Or maybe like they didn’t get together,