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Luca: Yes ha ha.

Nova: So wait. You have ROOMMATES! TWO of them.

Luca: Good point. Whoops. Crisis averted.

Luca: I can do unspeakable things to you on my bed though if you ask nicely.

Nova: I have to ask nicely? What if I don’t?

Luca: Guess I’ll have to convince you to beg…

Nova: Beg?! Ha! Pfft. You think I’d beg?

Luca: You have. When I had my face between your?—

Nova: SIR! Are you trying to get me to combust in this Uber?!?

Luca: Yes, ma’am.

Nova: Maybe I should go home and light myself on fire. Might be safer.

Luca: Nah. You’re safer with me… after I ruin you. I want to finish what I started with Mavis.

Nova: LUCA.

Luca: What? Mavis is the real MVP.

Luca: All I’m saying is—be ready. I’m still full of adrenaline.

Nova: She’s literally BLUSHING right now and let me tell you…she never does that. This is a first.

Luca: As the president of her fan club, I plan to get her nice and warmed up tonight.

Nova: She is fully invested in seeing you again.

Luca: Good. I’m gonna take very good care of her. Just me. Sweaty. Shirtless. Already picturing your thighs around my head.

Nova: Dang. Pulling into your community—I didn’t realize you lived in an actual house. I thought I’d be going to an apartment.

Luca: Nope, I have a house. Better investment…

Nova: Why did I assume you did?

Luca: Don’t know.

Nova: Okay. Well I’m here.

Luca: Beat you here. See you in 2.

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I’ve been pacing for the past five minutes.

Back and forth between the living room and the front door, heart racing like I’m about to take a penalty shot in overtime. My shirt’s clinging to my back, still a little damp from the fastest shower of my life, the knot of post-game energy hasn’t unraveled yet.

Not even close.

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