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there princess. I miss you.”
    “Miss you daddy.” She reaches for something off screen and then pulls her stuffed elephant in front of the camera.
    “What have you been up to sweetheart?”
    “I drawed you a picture,” she announces excitedly.
    “Drew, princess, you drew me a picture,” I correct gently.
    “I drew you a picture, daddy.” She grabs a piece of paper and holds it up. “It’s a picture of you and me at the park.”
    “That’s great. Tell you what I’ll take you to the park again next weekend when I come to visit, okay?” she nods emphatically and I laugh.
    “I have to go potty,” she informs my mom.
    “Okay, we’ll talk to you later Dexter.”
    “Okay, love you mom, love you Maya.”
    “Love you daddy.” I hear Maya shout from halfway down the hallway to the bathroom. God I wish I didn’t have to be away from her like this. My heart gives a squeeze in my chest. I go see her every other weekend, and it’s only for a little while longer, but it’s still hell every time I have to end our call.

Chapter 3
Dex
    I wait in vain for a text or call from Remy. Tuesday rolls around and I find myself checking the time every few minutes all morning. I don’t know why I’m so anxious to see her. This is just a tutoring session. Since she hasn’t called or texted, I’m not even sure she’s going to show. I take a deep breath and hold it for a moment trying to calm my thrumming pulse
    At one minute past noon, the door to the math tutoring center creaks open and Remy peeks in nervously.
    “Remy,” I smile and wave her in.
    She steps through the door and I can’t contain a laugh when I see her shirt. It’s tight across her chest and reads ‘Save a horse, Ride a cowboy’. My gaze lingers on her caramel valley between her breasts. God, what I wouldn’t give to trace my tongue along the hidden contours of her body.
    “So, do you like the shirt or are you just an embarrassingly slow reader?” she teases. Shit. I’ve been staring at her chest for way too long. I clear my throat and gesture towards one of the round tables in the room.
    It turns out that Remy is an excellent student. She listens to my tips and tricks and applies them easily. The hour tutoring session flies by in no time at all.
    “So should I put you down for a regular spot on Tuesdays at noon?” I ask as she’s packing up to leave.
    “Sure, that sounds great.” She smiles and tucks her hair behind her ear. Against my better judgement I take a step closer to her. Like a moth to a damn flame. She looks up at me with wide eyes and bites her lip. Everything in me aches to kiss her.
    “Do you have a girlfriend?” she asks out of nowhere. Her question catches me off guard. It sounds pathetic but I’ve never had a girlfriend. Sure, I had women I had sex with in high school. But then Maya came along and I got a lot pickier about the women I spent time with.
    “No, darlin’.”
    “Oh, so you’re not dating anyone?” she asks again. I let out a low chuckle. She’s freaking adorable when she’s flustered.
    “No, I mean unless you count yourself.”
    “Me?”
    “Yeah, when you let me take you out this weekend, then I will be ‘dating’ you.” Kinda lame I know, but I hold my breath waiting for her answer.
    She looks down and sighs.
    “I don’t date, cowboy.”
    When she looks back up at me, her easy-going expression from a moment ago is replaced by a seductive grin she wears like a mask. Is it to keep people from getting too close?
    “But what’s the point of dating anyway? I mean, the whole point of dating is to hopefully impress the person into bed. I’m more than happy to skip to the end, no phony wooing required,” she suggests in a lusty voice.
    “Remy!” A man shouts enthusiastically as he enters the room. It’s my next tutoring student, Trey Malcom, the quarterback. “How’s it going, sexy thing?” he asks as his eyes roam over her body appreciatively. My hands curl into fists. It’s all I can do not