“How did you get past the RA?”
“Two cookies and a cupcake. That was not tough at all.”
“Look, Nicole, I don’t want to talk to her right now. I don’t know what I would say, nor what she could possibly say to me,” Jakob said, turning to look at her.

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Nick glanced around, looking for the big German kid. Not seeing him, he asked, “Things still going well with you guys, I guess?”

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She leaned across the table again and put her hand on the back of his neck. She pulled him toward her. The kiss this time wasn’t a speedy smooch on the lips. It was a toe-curling, tongue lashing. When she leaned back, he was glad he had lip balm in his pocket because his lips were burning. He glanced around and there were half a dozen tables staring directly at them.

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