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Shepard:There’s always college…

Denver:There’s always college.

Shepard:Is that, like, a deal?

Denver:Okay, I have another confession to make.

Shepard:What do I look like, the Pope?

Denver:No. He’s way cuter than you.

Shepard:There are a lot of things about you that are suddenly starting to make sense.

Denver:QUIET!

Denver:See, I’ve always had this…plan: go off to college, fall madly in love with my soul mate, and get married when we graduate. I know you don’t believe in forevers or soul mates or any of that, so it’s really hard for me to say that’s a deal…especially when it comes to you.

Denver:Is that going to be a problem for us?

Shepard:No.

Denver:You sure?

Shepard:I’m sure.

Denver:This scares me.

Shepard:Me too, but, Bucky?

Denver:Yes, Cap?

Shepard:I’d give forever a shot with you.

Sixteen

Shepard

“Where areyou in the lineup tonight?”

“Second.”

“Really? You mean I don’t have to spend my entire Saturday night with you?”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

She runs her eyes over my attire. “I mean, you do look pretty snazzy in that suit.”

“Snazzy, huh? Not hot? Sexy?Fuckable?”

Red fills her cheeks, and it’s one of the few times I’ve actually seen Denver blush.

I lean over, my shoulder brushing against her, my lips running along the shell of her ear. “Say I’m fuckable, Denver.”

She sucks in a deep breath, holding it for far too long before finally letting it out and raising her chin up high.

She turns to me, meeting me head-on.

“You’re fuckable, all right, but you’re not getting any tonight.”

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