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that night thinking there was a possibility that he was too good to be true. No guy could be this good looking, sweet, thoughtful, and sexy. Not once did he try to rush me into anything, which was sweet. His hands didn’t roam all over my body when his arousal pressed against me. He held me close and twisted a hand into my hair to hold my head and control our kisses, but there was no pressure for anything else… no matter how much I wanted to move forward. I found it incredibly romantic how he kissed me goodnight and reluctantly left after every date.
    Jameson was so different from other guys. Even if he was all business, he made sure to spend time with me every single day. On dates, he would hold doors and pull my chair out, refusing to let anyone else do those things. He wanted to be the one who showered me with attention. Jameson didn’t waste a single second on anyone else; his focus was one hundred percent on me.
    Another Saturday night rolled around, and I was preparing for another amazing date. I had a good feeling about how the night would end. I even spent the afternoon telling Maggie all about the perfect man I’d found. She was so excited for me, considering she had been there for me when Wade cheated on me. She was there for me when I told her how Billy reacted to the news of me leaving. She knew all about the jackass who took my virginity and the loser who cheated on me in high school. It was no wonder she was ready to marry me off after one conversation about Jameson.
    I was giddy when I hung up with Maggie. Spending an hour swooning over him was easy, but then I had to get ready for another night with the charming man who took romance to a whole new level. At exactly six thirty, he knocked on my door. I was putting my lipstick on in the bathroom, so Lana opened the door for him with her flaming red hair sticking up everywhere. It was one of the rare occurrences when we were home together, and she had been curious about whom I was dating since the roses first appeared. I couldn’t gush to her because she wasn’t that kind of friend, but she knew I was seeing someone.
    When she opened the door, she quickly slammed it and turned to me. “Oh, hell no!” A knock on the door prompted her to open it again. “Leave!”
    “What are you doing here?” Jameson growled angrily. That tone was something I had yet to hear from him and to say it was a turn-off was putting it mildly.
    Lana crossed her arms and blocked the door fueling the fire. “I live here. What are you doing here?”
    Jameson looked over her head at me, as I stood there bemused by their exchange. “You live with this devil worshipper?”
    “Yes, but as far as I know, she doesn’t worship the devil.” I looked at Lana for confirmation. She looked at me like I was crazy. How was I supposed to know what she did in her free time? “What’s going on? I take it you two know each other.”
    “Yeah. We’ve met,” Lana said as she went into her room and closed the door with a dramatic slam. Okay…
    “Come on, Sarah,” Jameson commanded forcefully and started down the hallway leaving me to catch up.
    “Hey, wait! What was that all about?”
    “Your roommate’s crazy, you know that?” He was obviously irate by the way he was towering over me and pointing back at the door to my apartment that had unceremoniously slammed behind me. I still didn’t know why either of them reacted the way they had, but I knew I would have to be the one to let it go in order to save our night. I made a mental note to ask Lana about it later. For now, I had to find a way to get the other Jameson back.
    I grabbed the hand that hadn’t been pointing at my door and whispered, “Hey. Let’s forget about her and have a nice night.”
    He didn’t let go of my hand or the anger. “I don’t like you living with her. We need to find you another place to live.” Whoa! What? Screw letting it go. No one spoke to me that way. No one! Now, I was angry.
    “I signed a