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“A glazed donut in ice cream, covered with stuff,” Enid explained. “I figured you liked sweets because you ate waffles with everything on them.”

Caroline laughed and said, “I feel like you should know what kind of person you’re dating when it comes to food. I knew I was going to ask you out, so I gave you a preview. I’m lucky that I walk everywhere on campus because I eat whatever I want. I figured I’d take advantage of the high metabolism while I still have it.”

“You look great, by the way,” Enid complimented. “I didn’t say that before. I should have.”

“You do, too,” Caroline replied.

“So, should we go?” Enid asked and held out her hand for Caroline to take.

She did, and when their fingers intertwined, something happened. Caroline glanced down, assuming it was static electricity, but neither of them flinched or pulled away, so she looked back up at Enid, who was smiling at her. Had she felt it, too? Caroline didn’t want to risk asking. They walked downthe sidewalk until they got to the closest student parking lot, which was small, and they had to have a certain, difficult-to-get parking pass to park there.

“How did you get a red pass?” she asked when they arrived at Enid’s car.

“Oh, I killed a guy and took his,” Enid joked.

Caroline laughed and got into the car.

“But really, how?”

“I applied for it. I’m a grad student, so we get dibs over undergrads because we’re special or something. There was a waiting list, so I didn’t have it my first semester, but now I have it for life.”

“Or until you graduate,” Caroline added as Enid pulled them into traffic.

“Which feels like it might take me my entire life.”

“It’s one more year. You can do it.Ihave two.”

“True, but it’s a long year. This program is intense, and the group I just got assignedtome for my capstone project isn’t exactly interested in doing much work. I also can’t do it all myself, unfortunately, even though I’d rather just do this on my own.”

“Can I help?”

“You want to help?”

“Why not?” Caroline asked. “I’m no MBA, but maybe I can offer something.”

“I’m no MBA, either,” Enid said. “Not sure what you can do. I have to come up with a business idea because my team hasn’t come up with anything good yet, and they barely respond to my texts when I give them my ideas.”

“What kind of business?”

“Doesn’t matter. It just needs to be something that could actually work. We have to choose a CEO and other roles and create the business plan as if we were looking for investors. Theprofessor essentially decides what amount of money we’d get based on the plan and our presentation.”

“So, I’m not choosing business as a major. Got it,” she teased.

Enid laughed, and then her hand was in Caroline’s lap. It was facing up, and Caroline slipped her own inside it. Enid didn’t even look at her. It was as if she’d done that a thousand times before and just knew Caroline’s hand would be there. Caroline smiled when Enid’s thumb began to glide across her skin.

“Tell me about you,” Enid said.

“Me? I’m boring.”

“The woman who draws vaginas isnotboring.”

Caroline laughed hard at that and replied, “You’re never going to let that go, are you?”

“Nope.”

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“I cannot eat any more of this.”

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