NINETEEN: CLARA

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            Clara kissed him again with a smile and could feel him smile back.

            "How's the plan going now?"

            Pulling her close to him she snuggled into his armed accepting the embrace and breathing in his masculine scent. His chest rumbled with his deep voice, "Spectacularly."

            She smiled again as she stood wrapped in his arms, "So what's next on the plan?"

            "What are you doing tomorrow?"

            "Tuesday?" She questioned pulling back to look up at him, "Classes in the morning and free after lunch. You?"

            "Free until lunch and then classes until dinner." He smiled sadly before his face brightened again, "I have someone I'd like you to meet. Can I make you dinner tomorrow?"

            "Will it be reheated noodles?" Clara laughed nodding.

            "There is a pretty high chance it might be," Oliver laughed deeply. "But I might have something else in the fridge I can make."

            "That sounds great." Clara stood on her tiptoes and kissed him again on his cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow."

            Giving her a final squeeze Oliver let go of her

            As she started walking back to her dorm she heard him call out her name once more, "Hey, Clara?"

            "Yeah?" She turned watching him in the light as he started to pull the helmet onto his head.

            "I'm really glad you walked into the library last week."  And he smiled that side smile that Clara had grown so fond of.

            "Me too."

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