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Holly tried to wriggle up against him, but the gearshift made it difficult.
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    "Let's go in the back," Holly whispered, the words slipping out between kisses. Maybe it was the fact that she'd be boarding a plane in an hour and wouldn't be seeing her boyfriend for a full week, but suddenly Holly felt a growing urgency between herself and Tyler that she'd never known before.
    Her body made the decision before her mind could even catch up: Tonight, she didn't want to simply practice.
    Holly Jacobson was ready for the real deal.
    "Now?" Tyler asked, catching his breath. His eyes moved to the dashboard clock; it was ten fifteen. "You were worried about being late for your --"
    "Screw it. I'll run to the gate."
    Tyler's face lit up. "If you say so." He was reaching for the door handle when Holly touched his arm. He turned back to her, his eyebrows raised.
    As butterflies stormed her stomach, Holly took a big, calming breath and inclined her head toward the glove compartment. "Maybe we should ... take the box with us?"
    The box was a box of condoms that Holly and Tyler had purchased together in November on a completely embarrassing expedition to the CVS in the Galleria. Blushing like crazy, Tyler had grabbed the first container of Trojans he could reach and tossed it to Holly, who sprinted to the counter in record time. As Tyler
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    paid the cashier, Holly stuffed the purchase in a plastic bag and raced it out to Tyler's car. It was like they'd been participating in an Olympic triathlon. That, however, was the most action the poor Trojans had seen; they now sat, collecting dust, in Tyler's glove compartment.
    Tyler's brown eyes went round. "Seriously?"
    Holly squeezed his hand, her pulse quickening. Unable to speak, she managed a slow nod. Yes.
    Before either of them could change their minds, they grabbed the box and retreated to the back. Holly stretched out across the leather seat -- she still had to tuck her legs in a bit while Tyler tried to arrange himself on top of her without hitting his head on the car's roof. Holly stifled a giggle as Tyler accidentally kicked the side door and muttered "Ouch." She had to admit this wasn't the sexiest setup.
    Plus, there was something kind of suburban-tacky about losing your virginity in the backseat of your boyfriend's Audi.
    But whatever. She and Tyler often had to resort to backseat lovin'; there simply weren't that many places in which to get busy. Whenever they made out in Tyler's spacious room, with its double bed and framed sports posters on the walls, Tyler's mom would inevitably call them to dinner; Holly had come to suspect that Mrs. Davis psychically knew the precise
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    moment that Tyler was reaching for the clasp on Holly's bra. Holly's house was worse; her narrow twin bed was even less conducive to hookups than a backseat, and what with her brother, Josh, blasting Eminem next door, and her parents not even bothering to knock ... impossible.
    She and Tyler started kissing, more intensely than before. Soon, Tyler was in his boxers and slowly unbuttoning Holly's jeans, his warm fingers just shy of hesitant.
    This is it, Holly realized. Her heart was racing and her palms were sweaty, even if the rest of her was burning up. There's no turning back.
    "Oh, Tyler," she whispered, closing her eyes. She was aching in the most wonderful way. But suddenly Tyler's touch was hesitant. She felt him pause, one hand floating over her belly. By now, Holly was so attuned to Tyler's body -- she was sure she knew it as well as her own -- that she could always sense the slightest change in him. Her eyes flew open.
    "What's wrong?" Holly spoke into his ear. "What is it?"
    "Nothing's wrong," Tyler replied, his face in her neck. But Holly could feel his heartbeat, which had been so wild against hers only a second before, slowing down. Her own anticipation began to deflate. Something was off here.
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    "It's the car, right?" she whispered. When she and Tyler had talked about sex before, they'd both