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Show 199 his shoes off and lying under the coffee table, he suddenly felt unprotected. "He won't mind my being here or anything, will he?" "I don't think so," she said. She had not stopped smiling. She was obviously enjoying this. "I mean I won't be here long, but I hate to be an intruder." "If he comes out to beat you up we can say you were in my half of the apartment." "I think I ' l l go back to the party," he said and started to sit up. She had jumped up from her chair as soon as she saw he was not amused and now stood over him, pushing him back down onto the couch with both hands on his chest and laughing. "I was only teasing," she said. It struck him she was being familiar on very short acquaintance and he was on the point of telling her he had not come here to play games. "It's okay if you're here," she said. "It really is okay." "I just hadn't thought that your roommate might be a man," he said. "I can't help i t . It just didn't occur to me. I don't want to make things awkward." She looked interested. "How were you going to do that?" She motioned for him to move over against the backrest and sat down on the edge of the couch. He felt pinned in place. "He wouldn't be very happy, would he, if he knew somebody had followed you home and was lying here on the couch while he was asleep?" He hoped she was going to tell him they had an understanding. "He probably wouldn't," she said. "That's how," he said. "But I just said he probably wouldn't like i t . I didn't say I had to do only what he likes." |