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Remember When 2: The Sequel

Trip went to open the window, but it had been caked over with about twenty coats of paint from over the years, and was giving the big strong galoot some trouble. I went over to help him.

“There’s a trick to it,” I said, as I gave a sharp smack with my palm against the lower right...hand corner, then slid it up with ease.

The beautiful man in my bedroom nodded his head at me, impressed.

I felt that familiar stirring in my heart, while my brain chastised me for giving such a damn. I never knew why it always meant so much to win his approval. Even for the smallest of things.

He stuck his head outside and looked up the fire escape, asking, “Hey. Can we go up there?”

“To the roof? Yeah. I do it all the time.”

His head reappeared, the most adorable smile on his face, like a kid who’d just found a hidden stash of candy. “Ya wanna?”

I couldn’t help but smile back.

I sashayed into the kitchen, grabbed a couple glasses and an opened bottle of wine from my fridge, and met Trip back in my bedroom. Jesus. He was just sitting there, waiting for me, on my bed.

He stood, took the stuff from my hands and offered, “Ladies first.”

The yeah, okay look I shot him was rewarded with a flash of his white teeth. “What?”

It was so like him. He was still such a boy, trying to arrange a peek up my skirt. “Trip. I’m wearing a dress, for godsakes. I’m quite sure that hasn’t escaped your notice.”

“Well, then, take it off.”

I punched his arm, causing him to bobble the glassware in his grasp as I said, “I am not going first. And the dress is staying on. Go.”


See you in June! *evil laugh*