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message that popped up in her Facebook Messenger box, and then went back to staring at the image that represented her secret admirer.
    She didn’t know who he was.
    The name on his account wasn’t a name.
    It read simply SL15 as his name, and the longer version was SLFifteen .
    Not much of a clue there.
    Rubbing at her lip, she debated and then sent another message.
    I gave the ring back.
    I know.
    She could have screamed.
    Anybody ever tell you that you talk too much?
    Daily.
    Despite her frustration, she laughed.
    When are we going to talk? As in, really talk?
    Are you sure you’re ready to?
    YES!
    Her entire body lurched at the thought of it and she wanted to dance at the thought, laugh at the thought, shiver at the thought…burn.
    Holding her breath, she waged a mental war and then told herself, “It’s now or never.”
    You knew it wasn’t right for me. I don’t know how we know each other, but we do. I can feel it. So I broke it off. It’s done. Now I want to know what’s next. When do I get to meet you?
    For a long time, there was no answer.
    Then…
    I dream about slipping into your room.
    You’re asleep. You don’t even know I’m there.
    Then I climb into bed with you and bring you awake with my mouth, with my hands, with my body. By the time you really wake up, I’m already fucking you, Tess.
    Tessa had to squeeze her thighs together.
    Tipping her head back, she stared up at the ceiling and waited until her head cleared before she tried to formulate an answer.
    Don’t you think that will go over better if we meet? Talk?
    We have met. We have talked. You see right through me. But you won’t see right through me when I’m inside you. On top of you.
    She blew out a breath. Need was a beast inside her, and she wanted to ask him where on earth he wanted to meet.
    Anywhere. Any time.
    Then let’s meet, SL.
    ∞
    Let’s meet.
    Simple words.
    Caleb drove a fist into the heavy bag he’d hung in his garage, a snarl on his lips.
    Simple words.
    Simple, simple, simple words and here he was, furious over them.
    She wanted to meet some anonymous bastard for…for what? He didn’t know and the bitch of it all, the man wasn’t anonymous, it was him and he was furious—with himself .
    First, he hated Tyson with a passion and now he found himself jealous of himself.
    “You’ve lost your mind.”
    He continued to pound on the bag for another forty minutes, right up until his internal clock went off and told himself he needed to get out of there, or he’d be late for his classes that afternoon. Six more months and he’d be done with school. Then…then what?
    Because he wasn’t ready to go down that rabbit hole, he turned away from the bag and headed inside.
    A quick shower, a meal that consisted of an apple and three hard-boiled eggs, and he was out the door, speeding through the mess that was construction traffic. The entire way, he brooded over the mess he’d inadvertently gotten himself into.
    What was he doing?
    He didn’t know.
    He really didn’t know.
    His phone rang and he answered it automatically, wishing he hadn’t after his brain processed who it was.
    Tessa.
    He wasn’t ready to talk to her. Not yet. Not now.
    “I think we’re going to meet. I mean, like a date.”
    Caleb had always been quick on his feet so he fired back a response even as his brain was shying away from what he’d committed to. “Meet? Like a date? About fucking time, Tessa. I’ve been trying to get you to go out with me ever since you told me no when I asked you to go to the prom with me.”
    “Whatever. It’s not like you really wanted me to go with you anyway, Caleb.” Tessa sniffed. “You were just trying to get Missy Tanner jealous and it worked .”
    No. I wasn’t. I asked Missy after you said no, to get you jealous…and it didn’t work.
    “I’ll have you know that you broke my heart, Tess.” He kept his voice light, although he didn’t see what it mattered. She’d never believe she really had broken