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dried up and my tongue felt swollen.
    “It’s good to meet you,” he said.
    This was bad.
    Catastrophically bad.
    Iceberg-dead-ahead bad.
    I swallowed and stuck out my hand, because what else could I do. It wasn't like he'd said ‘ Hey Nora, fancy seeing you here. ’ He was either playing it cool or had completely forgotten me.
    “Nice to meet you.” I said, which was pretty hard to do around the thickness of my tongue and tightness of my throat. I stared, not blinking at his surreally gorgeous dark hair, and body that could make a girl choke on her own tongue. Which is what it felt like I was doing now. I kind of slipped into a trance. The angles of his face were highlighted by the dappled sunlight streaming through the many windows. I was officially lost in a sea of gorgeous dark eyes, tousled hair and kissable lips... that were still moving . Oh god, he was still talking... to me. He was talking and I wasn’t listening. My heart slammed against my chest. And then a second time when his beautiful lips stopped moving.
    Crap. He’s waiting for me to answer. Say something idiot. Say anything. I froze.
    He frowned. “Is that your way of telling me it’s none of my business?”
    Wait, what? “No.” I sputtered. “Sorry, actually I uh, didn’t hear what you said. Sorry.”
    He stared at me for a moment. Likely trying to figure out if I was genuinely hearing impaired, or just an idiot. Of course if he went with the latter he’d have nailed it.
    Then he smiled. “Let’s start over. I’m Troy. I head the marionette program.”
    “Nora Dultry.” Even though we already met, like a year ago. I was the girl next to you in your bed that night. My face flushed with heat.
    Troy and Miss Strange exchanged a look.
    Did somebody crank the temperature in here? A bead of sweat rolled down my neck. He was already scorching me with his hot smile and steamy good looks. The amped up temperature was just overkill.
    “Guess we’ll be seeing a lot of each other this summer Nora.”
    He was so calm and professional, and that only made me more nervous. “Sure. I mean I assumed we would, since you’re into puppets. I mean, not that you’re into them, like in that way. I just mean, we’re both tied up with them. I mean the strings. Puppet strings. Personally I don’t like being tied up. With strings. Literally—” Face meet palm. Just. Stop. Talking. I pressed my lips together, mentally calculating how long I could hold my breath if I just dove into that pond right now. Would he still be standing here looking at me like I was an escapee from the psyche ward when I resurfaced? Probably not. Human instinct was to retreat from the certifiably insane.
    I bit down on my lower lip. His gaze slipped to my mouth briefly before returning to my eyes.
    “Troy, you have that meeting with the whole food supplier.” Miss Strange interrupted. She glanced at me with her disapproving eyes. “We only serve healthy, organic food here at the academy. No junk food, tobacco, drugs or alcohol use is permitted.”
    “Really?” I stared from one to the other, “No s’mores? What kind of summer camp doesn’t have s’mores?”
    Troy smirked.
    Miss Strange didn’t. “That kind of fare would be grounds for dismissal Miss Dultry. You’ll find all of our rules and regulations in the acceptance package. Including the one that specifically states there will be no fraternizing or entanglements amongst the staff. Physical, romantic or otherwise.”
    I gave a nod to underline my understanding. No naked Twister with coworkers. Got it. I didn’t say that out loud, but my face still flushed when I caught Troy’s expression.
    He handed me a thick white envelope. I could feel his eyes on me and my face started to heat as I took it. Those were some big expectations inside. It even felt heavy.
    “We’re glad to have you.” Troy said. “Your smile alone will be a nice addition to our summer program.”
    I was dangerously close to swooning. Did people