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Mine,mine, mine, mine.
That’s all I can think as I help Rowan into my car and close the door behind her.
This is already going according to plan. I’ve got my girl alone. Now it’s time for step two. I need intel.
“Tell me about yourself,” I say as I climb behind the wheel.
“Like what? Oh, you mean where do I live?” she asks as I pull out of my parking spot.
“Sure. To start.”
“The address is 312 West 42ndStreet.”
I nod, heading for the base’s gate. We pull out into traffic, and I drive toward her place.
“Were you born here?” I ask.
“No, I grew up in Colorado Springs, but I moved here a few years ago for college. What about you? Are you stationed here in Pine Valley? At Ridgeview?”
“I’m here for treatment,” I tell her. “What college?”
“Oh, I went to the local community college for my first two years and got my general classes out of the way. Now I’m at the Pine Valley branch of Colorado State.”
“And you work on base.”
“Yeah, for a few years.”
“You like it?”
“It’s great. Everyone is so nice.”
I nod. “Why the medical office?”
“I’ve always wanted to be a doctor.”
“Are you in medical school?”
“Not yet. I’ve applied and all that. Just waiting to hear back.”
“Is that in Colorado, too?” I’m already wondering how I can move closer to her.
“Maybe. I applied to a couple of different schools.”
I stop at a red light and look over at her. “I need a list.”
She frowns. “For what?”
“So I can make plans.”
“What?”
The light turns green, and I hit the gas instead of answering.
“Do you live with your parents? Siblings? Friends?”
Rowan shakes her head. “Um, no. I have a roommate, but she’s not really a friend.”
