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off,” Chloe said, using her hand to mime a taking off motion.
    “Pretty much,” I said. This time I was the one with my head on the table. “I mean, I thought if anyone was going to freak out, it would be me.”
    “Maybe you’re more alike than you thought. Interesting. But back to the leaving. Everything was going okay, right?”
    “Better than okay.” It was one of the best first dates I’d ever had. I finally lifted my head and stared into my latte. Bad idea. The barista had made a foam heart. I grabbed a spoon and swirled until the heart was no more.
    “Look, why didn’t you call Rory or Sloane about this? You know I’m kind of the last person to ask about guys.” While this was true, it was also true that Chloe gave good advice. And she didn’t have a lot of dating history with men to cloud her judgment.
    “But you’re my bestie. My homegirl. My boo. I talk to you about everything.” That made Chloe smile and give me a bite of her chocolate-filled croissant.
    “And you’re mine. I have no idea what is wrong with him, but he sounds like an idiot. Maybe he had a problem with his equipment? Maybe he’s got a crooked penis.” Her eyes widened at the thought.
    “I could deal with a crooked penis. It’s the leaving without an explanation that I can’t deal with. If he had just said, ‘Marisol, I’m sorry, but I have a crooked penis and I’m ashamed of it and I need to go,’ that wouldn’t have been a big deal. It’s the not knowing that is driving me crazy.”
    I’d called and texted Fin, but hadn’t heard back. I’d had a mad idea of going to his hotel, but that seemed a little too Crazy Stalker Girl, so I decided to go out to brunch with Chloe instead. And mope.
    “It’s probably something I did. It usually is.” I took a gulp of my latte, burned my tongue, and then choked.
    “Whoa there, Tiger. Easy on the latte. As much as I would enjoy giving you mouth to mouth, it might confuse our friendship.”
    “True,” I said, gulping from a glass of ice water.
    Chloe started listing more reasons that Fin could have left, some more ridiculous than the crooked penis. I was about to beg her to stop when my phone started going off.
    “It’s him,” I said, staring at my phone, but not moving to actually answer it. After so much silence, it was like something out of a dream to actually hear from him.
    “What are you doing, you fool? Answer it!” Chloe picked up the phone and shoved it toward my face, swiping her finger across the screen.
    “H-hello?” I said, trying to take the phone from Chloe and put it up to my ear at the same time.
    “Hello, Marisol.” His voice was crisp and formal. The opposite of how it had been last night. Well, at least before he’d put the brakes on our runaway train of romance.
    “Hi, Fin,” I said, smacking myself in the face because I’d already greeted him. Chloe was watching me, and I could tell she wished we were alone so I could put him on speakerphone and she could eavesdrop.
    “Hi,” he said, sounding as dorky as I did.
    “I wanted to apologize for last night,” he said at the exact same time I said, “I’m sorry things were so weird last night.” This caused us both to laugh, which broke the ice just a bit. I nodded to Chloe and got up from the table, walking to a private corner behind a large potted plant so I wouldn’t disturb the other customers. Also, so Chloe wouldn’t make weird faces at me.
    “So, last night,” I said.
    “Last night was not my finest hour.”
    “I thought the kissing part was good. Was it not good for you?”
    He sighed and was silent for so long I thought the call had dropped.
    “Yesterday was amazing. Last night was…yes, the kissing was more than good, I’d say. At least for me. You are very talented, Marisol.”
    “Well, in addition to my Master’s degrees in Business Admin and Education, I also have a Master’s in Kissology.” He let out a burst of unexpected laughter.
    “Those must have been