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had something tasty going.

Maybe it was just a bad day for the shashlik.

He sniffed the air again, and picked up his pace. Nothing this time.

He shrugged. Probably nothing at all.

He frowned to himself. I'm just being silly. It was probably just that he didn't like having to make this trip. Maggie had moved off
campus and to an apartment on Bryant, just off Lake. Torrie didn't quite understand it, but he was more than sure he didn't like the
way it cut into her time.

The amount of time you had to spend to keep an apartment clean, to go shopping for groceries, and to do all the other stuff that
went with off-campus life, well, that time came out of your schoolwork time budget, your social life, or your time in the gym, and
neither he nor Maggie was willing to cut down on their practice time, and she wasn't willing to slack off on any of her courses.

And then there were her evenings on the phone at the Rape Hotline, and her shopping expeditions with that roommate of hers and
her circle of friends—

—all of which meant Torrie was seeing even less of Maggie than he had since well before they had taken time off from school—
not to mention the months they'd spent traveling together—and he really didn't like that.

Not that what he liked necessarily made a difference, but he had sort of assumed that after spending time bouncing around Europe
—and Tir Na Nog—together, the two of them would move in together after school was finished, and work out something even
less formal in the interim.

And then she had taken an apartment, complete with roommate, without so much as hinting that that was what she had planned.
The first inkling he had had about it was when he had checked in at her former dorm and was given her forwarding address.

Some hint.

Not so much as a word in advance—that was very, very Maggie.

He was more disappointed than angry. This was Torrie's senior year, after all, and he finally had a single room— not that Ian had
ever had a problem sleeping on the couch in the dorm living room—and while she grudgingly kept a couple of changes of clothes
in his bottom drawer for those rare occasions when she stayed all night, that was about the limit to which she was willing to move
in.

Women, he thought. Can't live with them—not when they won't let you.

Fact is, he liked just being around Maggie, and with Ian on a leave of absence from school that was probably going to be


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permanent, she was the only person in town that he could really talk to without watching himself.

And there was more to it.