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... you..." The hurt on Eric's face touched her. "Hold me." she said, and he did. She felt his arms around her, and again that blanket of peace and security enfolded her. He felt so good, so right. She didn't know if this was love, if love would come later or if this feeling of contentment and peace, this deep need for him, was already love. But they had time. She would figure it out. "I don't think you need to worry, Eric. I don't think I can be without you either." *** Dana stood against the railing of the boardwalk for a moment, enjoying the cool wind of the night after the stuffiness of the cinema. Tony stood next to her. It had been a passable first date so far, Dana reflected. The restaurant had been nice, though the conversation had been a bit f***ed and stilted. The movie they had watched as been insipid, but Dana had enjoyed the feeling of Tony's arm around her shoulders. He was a nice guy, and nice guys were rare. But Tony had some growing up to do. Dana really couldn't see this going anywhere in the short term, and in the long term she had plans. She felt him squeeze her hand, and pulled it away. "Tony, what are your plans for after High School?" Tony looked at her. "I don't know yet. My Dad says he's got a summer job lined up for me." "And then what?" Tony paused, unsure. "What's with the second degree, Dana?" he asked defensively. "I'm going away to university after high school." Tony looked at her, and then away across the gorge. "I... didn't realize." "I want to ...

... become a computer scientist. It's been a passion of mine for while. I figure four, maybe five years, and then a career." Tony looked downcast. "I guess this has been a waste of time, then." "No, not really. I had a good time. And you're a nice guy, Tony." Tony looked crushed. Dana looked at him carefully. How he handled this would pretty much decide if they had a small chance together, or none at all. To his credit, Tony swallowed his disappointment and anger and replied in a level voice. "You gotta do what makes you happy." Dana smiled. "I like you, Tony. There's something inside you that appeals to me. But you feel too rough, too unfinished." Tony frowned at her, not understanding. "You know, this doesn't have to be a final goodbye. You're a nice guy, and bright. Why don't you go to university too? And then later, when we've both had a chance to spread our wings and work on our careers, you can try seeking me out." Tony mumbled, "You really think that's going to work? I want to be with you now." "You are with me now. And then later, we can get to know each other again." "What if you find someone else? Or I do?" "Then c'est la vie. That's life. We're either meant to be together, or not. I've recently become a big believer in the power of Fate, Tony. I'm in no rush. Let's enjoy the now, and hope for the future, and have faith that things will work out the way they were meant to be." Dana slipped her arm around Tony's waist. "Think about it." she whispered. "And in the meantime, ...