19 Chapter 19

“When do you get your class schedule?” Tyler asked Sarah as he finally remembered why they were at thebar.

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Anonymous sex wasn’t nearly as awkward as the post-sex semi-familiar conversation.

“I don’t really have much to offer you for drink,” Mr. Military said, as he stood shirtless in the half-kitchen of the one-bedroom apartment. He was halfway toward the door but too polite to tell Jaime to get out. “Besides I’ve got to get up pretty early tomorrow. Got to make the most of my leave. Don’tget me wrong, I had a good time.”

“Don’t worry, I didn’t plan on staying long.” Jaime grabbed his coat.