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do, then I wish you luck.”
    He raised a thick brow. I swiveled back
to the bartender and took the bottles from him. I was about to walk away when
the guy slightly touched my elbow to stop me. “Actually, it’s from Mr.
Bennett’s algebra class at Middletown High School. You were a junior at the
time. I was his student assistant. I did it for the extra credit.”
    “Oh.” I bit my bottom lip, feeling like
an idiot.
    “It’s Bristol Armando,” he said,
sounding confident.
    “Right,” I drawled and narrowed my eyes,
unable to place him in my head. “I’m sorry, who are you?”
    “Mason Daniels.”
    Hmmm . He remembered
my name but his didn’t ring a bell.
    I snapped out of contemplating to
apologize. “Sorry. I thought you were...”
    Mason smiled. “Don’t worry about it. Let
me guess, a bunch of idiots have tried that on you?”
    “Actually, I’ve had a bad weekend and a
long day,” I said with a sigh.
    He leaned his head to one side, studying
me. “Really? Looks like you were having a good time on the dance floor.”
    A warm feeling streamed down my back,
and I suddenly felt like giggling. He’d been watching me dance . That
aroused me somehow. Tyler hardly ever wanted to dance when we went out. He was
always busy talking to friends while I’d be on the floor alone or with my
friends.
    Mason continued watching me. I couldn’t
help but take in his low-cut cinnamon hair as it shimmered under the glowing
light hanging over the bar. His sharp gaze, clean-shaven muscular face, and
sexy lips were all too enticing.
    The way his lips turned upward caused a
burst of heat in my stomach and goosebumps erupted at the nape of my neck.
Perhaps it was slutty of me, but his grin alone made me want to drop my
panties.
    Oh Lord! It
must be the alcohol.
    Collecting myself, I gestured to the
bottles in my hand. “Um, my friends are waiting.”
    “Of course.” Mason turned to look at
Amber and Julian for a second, and then steered his attention back to me.
“Sorry to keep you.”
    I started back to the table, but was
unable to keep from glancing over my shoulder at him.
    Our eyes locked. I spun and continued to
the table. Amber and Julian had curious expressions.
    “Who’s that ?” Amber asked,
giggling her ass off as I handed them their beers. “He’s hot. I’ll take him if
you won’t.”
    “Shut up.”
    Briefly, I stared at Mason. He was
chatting to the two guys again.
    “You talked a bit,” Julian piped in. I
drifted back to them. They eyed me intently, eager for me to spill the details.
    “Mason Daniels,” I told them, then asked
Amber, “Do you remember him? Apparently he went to Middletown High
School.”    
    “Oh, really?” She looked at Mason and
then turned back to me. “I don’t remember him, but his name sounds familiar.”
    “He was a class ahead of us, I believe.
He said he was a student assistant and only seniors did that for credits.
Humph,” I pondered. “You guys think that maybe Mason is—”
    “The secret admirer?” Julian blurted.
    “Ooh. Let’s find out.” Amber stood and
sauntered off before I could stop her.
    Julian tittered. “This should be fun.”
    I wanted to melt in my seat as Amber
traipsed over to Mason at the bar. Confused, he turned his head and smiled
nervously as she questioned him.
    “Uh-oh,” Julian muttered as he excused
himself from his friends and started over with Amber.
    “Christ, I wish I could disappear right
now,” I mumbled.
    Reaching our table, Amber said, “Ladies,
I asked Mason to join us. Hope you don’t mind.” She nudged him toward the empty
seat beside me while she settled back on hers.
    “If it’s all right with you,” he
confirmed.
    Julian answered fast, “It’s no problem.”
    I stared at my beer, running my index
finger around the tip of the bottle as he sat.
    Amber filled us in. “Mason was telling
me that he moved in his senior year and didn’t graduate from Middletown High
School.”
    “Oh.” I stared at him.