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strange combination that I can’t help but think that I’m going to remember this kiss for the rest of my life. 
                  These thoughts have me almost shedding a tear right here on the spot but I refuse to let that happen. He’s going to think I’m a psycho…a very inexperienced psycho.
                  What he does to me is so crazy that it makes me feel like I can actually fall for him, like in this moment, I’m his and I can never be anyone else’s because he’s just claimed me with this one kiss.
                  I’ve never felt like this and it’s kind of scaring the shit out of me but I try to push that thought away and focus on his soft tongue currently exploring every part of my mouth.
                  My mind is all over the place when he pulls away. I open my eyes slowly and stand motionless for what feels like hours just looking into his beautiful eyes. Neither of us speak. He just looks back at me with a satisfied yet haunted expression. That’s weird.
                  Trying to think about what to say, I remember that he asked me a question before all of this intensity happened.
                  I blush. “Yes. I’m fine. Thank you, again, for saving me from another near death experience...I’m a klutz tonight.”
                  That haunted look disappears as he takes his left hand and brushes a curl from my face and places it behind my ear.
                  “Good. Glad to hear it. Now, I know you want to start your early night but…do you want to maybe go back to my dorm and have a beer or something?” His voice has this ring of uncertainty to it which I find odd since he seems like the most confident guy I have come across.
                  He obviously also has way more self control than me so to hear that vulnerability in him makes my chest tighten.
                  I toss that strange feeling aside. “Hmmm…early night with Anthropology or long night with Jason Roberts?” I smile, lifting both my hands up in mock deliberation. “I think I’ll take the long night with Jason Roberts, but no funny business,” I say with fake sternness. Please don’t listen to me and ravish me now!
                  He pulls me to him and we start for the sidewalk again.
                  “No funny business, I promise. In fact, I’ll let you beat me at Mario Kart once we get there,” he says with a smirk. Dammit!
                  He starts to hold my hand again. “Well, well, Mr. Roberts a little cocky don’t you think? I will have you know that I happen to kick ass at Mario Kart and have no need for you to let me win because there is no way you can beat me.” I turn to look at him in the eye and stick my tongue out.
                  He looks down at my tongue and I feel a rush of adrenaline at the thought of him kissing me again. My mouth goes dry. Please do it. He doesn’t.
                  He just smiles and looks back up to my eyes. “Very well, Ms. Angel, we shall see.”
                  It takes about five minutes to get to his dorm because it’s on the same street as the house we were just at.
                  He lives at Michels Hall which isn’t too far away from Sensenbrenner or “The Banger” where I live.
                  I love knowing this little piece of information. He lives so close to me that it makes me get all giddy for reasons unknown to me. It’s not like I’m going to be coming over all the time. Am I? God I hope so.
                  We arrive at his building and he swipes his ID card to get in.  He walks me through a hall that leads to two different doors. He chooses the one on the left that has a number eight on it.
                  He opens the door and motions for me to enter the apartment. I say apartment because it’s freaking