Page 16 of Hooking Up

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Sure enough, there's coffee warming on the counter.

And there's a note next to it. Pen on a piece of paper.

Call me if you want to go again.

- Walker

And there's his number.

It's not exactly a profession of undying love.

It's an open invitation to booty call.

I want to sleep with him again.

God how I want to sleep with him again.

But that's far too dangerous.

I like him.

I don't want to like him.

I don't want to give anyone the chance to hurt me again.

I tear the note in half and drop it in the trash under the sink.

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