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pivoted toward Luke. Where was his phone? He’d just woken up, so it probably wasn’t in his pocket. I looked back out the door—Barbara was dialing now.  
    In a complete panic, I raced past the kitchenette. Luke whispered, “What?” but I was too busy looking around. Finally, I spotted it. It was on the far side of the bed on the nightstand.  
    There was no time. If it rang, she’d hear it and know he was here. I dove across the bed, landing on my belly, my hand outstretched. My finger tips touched it just as it lit up. Snagging it, I shoved it under the pillow and slammed my body down on top of it just as it started to vibrate.  
    Wait, it was on vibrate ? Cautiously, I pulled the phone out from under the pillow and stared at the screen that simply read “Work.”  
    Luke’s shadow moved across me. “I had the ringer off. But thank you,” he said, his eyes taking in my sprawled legs, my black panties no doubt fully on display since my robe had ridden up nearly to my waist. “I really appreciate the effort.”  
    * * *
    “What are we going to do?” I whispered. I’d taken a quick shower, and was now dressed in shorts and a scooped-neck top. Luke had used the bathroom too, but he’d declined the t-shirt I’d offered him—thankfully. He still looked smoking hot with his black jeans, bare chest, and bare feet even though he was currently pacing around the room.  
    “I don’t know, but I’ve got to get out of here without her seeing.” He’d already told me that the windows didn’t open—something I’d never realized myself, being a huge fan of air conditioning.  
    He ran his fingers through his hair, making it look sexily tousled. “Can you poke your head out the door, see if they’re still around?”  
    I nodded and headed to the door, but Luke caught my arm as I passed. “Damn. You look good,” he said.  
    “Thank you.” I’m pretty sure I blushed as I said it.  
    He grinned and let out a reluctant chuckle. “You always look good, but what I meant was, you don’t look sick.”  
    Oh. Oops. I’d better at least put the robe on again. I grabbed it and took a few steps toward the bathroom.  
    Luke sighed. “Seriously? After last night you can’t even change in front of me?”  
    I blushed again. It did seem kind of prudish of me. After all, he’d had his hands all over the skin I was now reluctant to expose. But everything seemed so different in the light of day.  
    Luke moved closer. “Come on, Darcy. I’m probably gonna be fired today, and I need this crappy job. I need the money to pay my tuition. Please, give me something to make this day suck a little less.”  
    Well, when he put it like that … and when he was looking at me like that. I slowly undid the button of my shorts. Maybe some women would have started with their shirt in this situation, but I knew the shirt would keep me covered for a few seconds longer. I was embarrassed, of course, but I was also getting very turned on. Was he?  
    A quick look at his face showed that I had his attention, but maybe I could do a little more to keep it. After all, if I was going to do this, I might as well do it right. I deliberately only unzipped my shorts halfway. That made them tighter when I peeled them off my hips, down to my thighs. Okay, maybe I was wiggling a lot more than necessary, but Luke didn’t seem to mind. I definitely had his full attention now.  
    Finally, my shorts hit the floor, and I kicked them away. Now the shirt. I crossed my wrists and grasped the bottom hem. Slowly, I lifted my arms, revealing a triangle of purple panties, held together with thin strings across my hips. Yes, I’d put on my best bra and panty set. Perhaps I hadn’t known I’d be doing this, but I wasn’t a moron. You don’t put on mismatched granny undies with a hot guy in your room.  
    Slowly I moved my arms upwards, revealing my breasts that I hoped were displayed nicely by the low-cut purple bra. I stretched my arms above my