No girl had ever caught his attention so completely, so utterly, without his having exchanged so much as a single word with her.He had determined ther... and then that he must have her. And in pursuit of that determination, he had joined her wild dance, matching her commitment, matching her craziness. He had spun and twisted until the perspiration poured from him in a seemingly endless stream. Never once did she acknowledge him, so much as glance at him. But he had no doubt that she knew he was. He was ruggedly handsome, and dastardly cute, and I was immediately in lust."You live in this dorm?" he asked, with a deep voice that made my chest rumble. He had tattoos on both arms, which were strong but not huge. He was at least six-foot tall, if not a few inches more. His blonde hair was cut short and he his sideburns grew down to complete a full beard. His entire face reminded me of Chris Hemsworth at that moment. "Yeah, down the hall," I replied.He nodded, giving the direction I'd. I can let you borrow the shoes sometime if you like. But only after this weekend!”Mairead landed a hard swat on Heather’s bum and said something unintelligible. As she walked away, Heather whipped the dust rag at her mom’s backside, which elicited a wide-eyed warning. The standoff soon turned into electrified grins. Mairead eventually turned away.“I’m so sorry you must be present company to such behavior, Matt,” she said as she passed by me.I shrugged, grinning slightly, but not too much.“Good. You said something like that before you left."She said, "I like your idea. I'm not ready to be a controlling mother. Never was. I depended too much on Mavis when my head was screwed up. So, what do we do as friends?" We say what's on our minds and talk. We go places together. You get to know my friends better." I rubbed her shoulders with both hands. "I ask you questions like, when have you been laid."She laughed. "Well, now. This is a new direction. I'll bet that you've had lots of luck since.