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chocolate. Withher graphic T-shirt and oversized lavender cords, Kai didn’t look particularly dangerous, but he was willing to play along. After all, he was genuinely glad that although they’d agreed not to date, he and Kai really could be friends. He still felt a little bit guilty that he hadn’t been able to be a true boyfriend to her. Apparently he was so lame that he was still sort of semi-pining over Gaia, but shockingly, Kai had been totally understanding, and their breakup had been refreshingly drama free. One more reason why he was a total freak not to be with her. But it was okay. He was just glad that they could still enjoy each other’s company. Jokes about killer couples on the lam had much more to do with her low-key attitude than with any lingering feelings for him, he was sure. He nudged a piece of cookie at Kai, but she refused it.
    â€œI just ate,” she protested. “Anyway, it’s for you.”
    Ed frowned. He couldn’t get used to Kai’s birdlike appetite. Sure, he had dated Heather Gannis, and she and her cronies had practically been
born
on the South Beach Diet, but lately he’d been spoiled by women with heartier appetites.
    Woman, Fargo. One woman
.
    He tried to push the thought out of his mind, but it was true. There was one woman he knew with the ability to outeat a trucker, and despite the fact that Kai was beaming amicably at him with electric-blue-rimmed eyes, he couldn’t get that one woman out of his mind.
    Gaia.
    Was he destined to live out his days like this, impossibly hooked on a girl he couldn’t have? He and Gaia had been friends—
best
friends—and then more than friends, and here they were, things more awkward than ever. She’d gotten back together with her ex, Sam, or so Ed had thought (she swore they weren’t involved, but it didn’t take a genius to read the way they looked at each other), and now she was clearly being courted by Jake Montone. And she didn’t seem to mind one bit.
    Ed wished he could believe that the only reason Gaia was on his mind was because she had been acting so strange lately. The last time she visited him, she was skittish, practically afraid of her own shadow—not at all the kick-ass chick he’d fallen in love with. And she had seriously wigged when he mentioned Heather’s visit from the CIA. So much so that he’d refrained from ever following up with her, which was a direct violation of their no-BS policy. He himself wasn’t convinced that ignoring what had happened with Heather was a good idea, but he didn’t think now was the time to dig deeper with Gaia—and he didn’t know who else to turn to.
    So yeah, it made perfect sense for Ed to be thinking about Gaia in the context of a concerned friend, to be sure. He’d have to be a coldhearted freak not to notice when his ex-best friend/girlfriend/who the hell knewwhat suddenly went from being crouching tiger to being afraid of her own shadow. But as for what to do about it, he had no idea whatsoever.
    â€œEd, your call,” Kai admonished, her voice breaking into his reverie.
    â€œHuh? What?” It took Ed a minute to recover from his little internal monologue.
Smooth, Fargo
, he told himself as he frantically swept cookie crumbs from the bedspread to the floor. “Here. All clean.”
    â€œRight, ’cause I’m such a neat freak,” she said, smiling. “Forgot the crumbs. Obviously you were totally captivated by what I was just saying. Listen: big-decision time. Daytime television gives us two choices: you’ve got soaps or talk shows. Your call.”
    And that was just it. Plain and simple. Kai always made the choices easy for him. But it didn’t make him feel any more for her. It didn’t make her… Gaia.
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    Re: Prom attire
    So—
    Just saw the cutest dress ever at BCBG SoHo during lunch. I put it