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but doesn’t raise his head
until he’s at the top. He takes one look at me and stops.  
    “Wow. Just wow.” Ben blinks quickly and shakes his head.
“Sorry, you totally caught me off guard.” Before I can glare at that statement,
he continues. “You always look beautiful, Callie, but now? Now you are just
plain gorgeous.” He leans down and gives me a quick kiss. Then, he grabs my
hand and places it over his heart. His heart is pounding. “You feel that?” I
nod. “That’s what you do to me. I don’t want to hear any more of this junk
about me being out of your league, hear?”
    I think I nod, but I’m not paying
attention. I can’t believe how wonderful he feels. He hasn’t released my hand,
and I take a moment to pet his muscles. He’s so hard. Is that normal? Despite
just coming out of a long-term relationship, I feel completely inexperienced.
Before my ex, Greg, I only had one other boyfriend in high school. I’m not sure
Charles even counts as a boyfriend. We spent hours and hours together in the
school library and went to prom together, but we never did anything more than a
few kisses which were more experimental than exciting in nature.
    “Did you know it takes nine
muscles of the chest and upper back to move your upper arm bone?” I ask as I
continue to caress Ben’s very firm, very sexy chest.
    Ben growls and steps away from my hand. I look up in
surprise. “Sorry. I tend to spout stupid trivia when I’m nervous.”
    He lets out a breath and stares
at the ceiling for a long moment. Finally, he seems to come to some sort of
decision and turns his chocolate gaze on me. “You didn’t say or do anything
wrong, honey.  I just don’t think I can control myself if you continue to
touch me like that.”
    My mouth drops open. “Oh.”
    Ben shakes his head and chuckles.
“Yeah, oh. You have no idea what you do to me.” He grabs me and pulls me out of
the doorway before shutting the door. He puts his hand out, and I drop my keys
in his palm. He locks my door, and we head out.
    Once we’re in the alley behind my apartment, I look around
for Ben’s car but the alley’s empty. “I didn’t bring my car, sweetheart,” Ben answers
my unspoken question before grabbing my hand and pulling me through the alley.
“I thought we’d go to that sushi place down the road. That one you love.”
    “How do you know that?”
    Ben smiles down at me but keeps walking. “Sweetheart, I know
everything about you.” His eyes scan my body. “Well, almost everything.”
    We reach the entrance to the alley and join the people
walking on the sidewalk. Ben slows down and looks at my shoes. “You okay
walking?”
    I nod. Although my sandals are most assuredly the sexiest
pair of shoes I own, they’re still tame in comparison to what most women would
wear on a date. The heel is only an inch or two, and the straps keep my feet
safely secured. Ben keeps our fingers entwined as we walk the short distance to
the Sushi Shop restaurant.
    When we enter the Sushi Shop, the waitress immediately runs
over to us. “Hi, Callie! I don’t have a take-out order for you.”
    I start to respond to her, but Ben beats me to the punch.
“We’re eating in tonight.”
    The waitress turns her gaze on Ben, and her mouth drops
open. Although Mikki is as American as they come, her Dad is Japanese and
that’s obviously where her lack of height comes from. I’m only five feet five
inches tall and I tower over her. She has to take a step back to look up at my
date. “Let me show you to a table,” she finally says. Ben chuckles and follows
her to a corner table. I see Mikki quickly move the reserved sign to another
table, but she just shakes her head at me when I start to protest.
    We’re in a corner booth which means that Ben is sitting
kitty-corner to me with his thigh pressed against mine. My heart flutters, and
I wonder how I’m going to survive dinner. Mikki’s back handing us our menus
before I can get my mind to catch up to my