There was a large courtyard that in a motel would probably have housed the office and a large swimming pool. Here, it was covered by a one-story, dark blue, steel building that was divided up into garages and storage areas. “Let’s put your bike in my garage for now,” she said, indicating one of the larger storage areas. The steel door had a push-key lock. Mary keyed in the proper code and then held the door open so that Roger could wheel his bike into the space. Her apartment was on the second floor. Roger walked behind her up the steps and then hand in hand through the hall to her door. She unlocked the door, then stopped and gave a nervous laugh. “I’ve never had a boy bring me home from a date before,” she said, looking down at the ground, “I really don’t know what I’m supposed to do.” Roger took both of her hands in his and looked into her eyes. “Well,”
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