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call, his hand in his pocket, and I patted Trixie, who had come up around my legs.
    I wouldn't have guessed that this was the way that my summer adventure was going to happen. Still, I was wildly amused and turned on, but simultaneously repelled. Decisions, decisions.
    I'd just met the guy yesterday, but it wasn't like I'd never had a one-night stand before. I could be a bit wild. Well, total party girl might be a better description of me. But this was potentially more than a one-night stand. It could be for the summer, and frankly, that sounded like fun. Although I didn't need all the bickering that was destined to occur.
    As I thought about it, however, I knew that if things didn't go well with him, I’d have to avoid him for months and that could be awkward, especially if I knew how he was in bed.
    Yum, Will in bed.
    But things were already awkward. I’d already had a preview of his body and it was spectacular. I wasn't avoiding him because I had seen him naked. Quite the opposite, actually.
    So, what to do? I was definitely attracted to him and he was definitely my opposite. I felt pulled to him and pushed away at the same time.
    He was nothing like the guys I’d dated before, who’d been mostly crunchy bohemian types, and a little feminine, honestly. Will was red meat man and I was a vegan. I really didn’t think that this would work.
    And a small voice inside me said that I was scared that if it did work, I’d just have to leave him at the end of summer.
    As I thought about it, though, we were already sniping at each other at every chance, so it was hard to see how things would get any worse. Maybe they'd get better.
    I needed to know more before I made a decision.
    He finished his call and walked back to me and Trixie, stepping just a little closer to me than societal conventions allowed. I felt him even though I didn’t touch him.
    "How Republican , Republican are you?"
    He leaned into me, his eyes amused, his voice low and certain. "Very."
    This meant, as I suspected, that we disagreed on all the things.
    Desperately wishing for a way to make this work, a flash of hope ran through me. Maybe we were just arguing semantics.
    And I chided myself. How easily I considered setting aside my deeply-held beliefs just because of one hot man. What kind of feminist was I where my brain turned off because my body was turned on? Still, I needed to find out more.
    "What do you think of women’s rights? Are you a feminist?"
    All the other guys I’d dated said they were. They might have said it to get me naked, but at least they’d said it.
    He shook his head. Uh-oh. My stomach dropped and I felt disheartened. This was not acceptable. "Not really. Guys and girls are different. Treat 'em different. You gonna argue with me 'bout that?"
    "Obviously."
    He raised an eyebrow and gave me that devastating smile.
    "Bring it on."
    Ohmigod, I wanted him for real now, and I was pissed that he turned my brain to mush. I’m smarter than this. I stepped back, needing space from him and then I realized something. "Since you're not my boss, I can tell you, you're an ignorant dick for saying something like that. Women are still fighting for equal rights. The pay gap and the glass ceiling exist and we have to do something about them."
    He smiled again and my fucking panties got wet. "And you're a commie pinko. What else you got?"
    Seriously? "Commie pinko? What is this, 1969?"
    A wicked look came over his face and he dropped his voice so low I felt it in my groin. "What's that about sixty-nine?"
    Walked into that one. And then the idea of my mouth on Will with his mouth on me made me wetter.
    No.
    I couldn’t.
    Or I could.
    Gah.
    "How old are you?" I finally asked, changing the subject.
    "Thirty-four. You?"
    "I'm thirty-two."
    None of this was helping me to make a decision of whether to go after him. I needed to press him about his backwards thinking. But I also wanted his body pressing into mine.
    He let me off the hook by saying, "Tell you