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She shook her head. “There’s no way I’m going to survive a dinner cruise.”

Greyson smiled and nodded. “You’ll be fine. I’ll come if it helps you feel any better.”

“How do you know Parker?”

“From rowing on Saturday mornings. Jorge’s got a regular group he rows with, and I’ve been filling in for him.”

Abby nodded, surprised he’d taken up rowing since he’d been home. Greyson looked like a model, but he’d never really been into sports. Then again, change wasn’t always a bad thing. She’d just have to remember that every time she thought of the difference in their relationship.

“What brings you here so early in the day, anyway?” Abby asked, curious. It was a little before lunchtime, the only other day of the week where her classes didn’t start until the afternoon.

“I needed to run an errand to the tech shop a block down and figured I’d stop in and say hi. But it looks like it worked out since you needed my help.” He grinned and winked at her, sending a warm sensation along her spine.

He glanced at his watch and nodded. “I need to head back, but I’ll see you later? Maybe we’ll meet out by the hideout and do something.” He grinned, sending involuntary pulses of excitement through her.

“I live at school right now, spaz. But we could do something next week.” She hated how hopeful her voice sounded. Steeling herself against his charms wasn’t working out as she’d planned. If anything, she just wanted to be around him more.

“Sounds good. I’ll talk to you later, then.”

He disappeared out the door, and she may have watched him walk away out the big window of her office that faced the street. She’d never really gotten over him, and that was what scared her the most.

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