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lump in his jeans, then look into his eyes again. "I can be observant,
too. Are *you* cold?"
He chuckles easily. "Okay, okay -- you got me. Even?"
I smile back. "Not quite. You owe me one." I put the book down and
slowly zig-zag toward him, hands clasped behind my back. "I want to ask
you something."
His expression becomes wary. "O-kay..."
"Do you think --" I take a deep breath, then nervously thrust my
hands into the hip-pockets of my shorts. "Do you think I'm as pretty as
the girls in your harem?"
He bursts out laughing. "My what???"
"Your harem...Oh, never mind!" Face hot, I turn and stalk toward
the door, then realize I can't go outside all flushed. I hesitate and
turn just as he is suddenly *there* and towering over me, looming like
some elemental force.
"Judy, I wasn't laughing at you." His hands lightly brush my
shoulders.
"Then what was so funny?"
"That word -- 'harem'! What ever gave you the idea that I have a
harem?"
"You have five girlfriends, sometimes on five straight nights!"
"Have you been keeping a s
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