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that she would understand. She has to, because I can’t think of the alternative. After all, she obviously had an idea about the secrecy and clandestine nature of my former line of work. How in the hell had she gotten herself mixed up in all this anyway ? Evidently Chip had a crush on Kye because it really didn’t seem that she could possibly have done all the things he said she did. Take down a meth operation in Ohio, bringing a Mexican drug cartel to its knees? Hell, people were in the DEA or any other special ops unit for twenty years and still never accomplish half of what he had said she had. How can I reconcile the sweet, easy to please girl that I had known and had stolen my heart, with the tough badass Chip had described? As my mind raced through the memories of her that filled my head, for some reason I started remembering the morning after we had first made love.
    I had been up for a while. When I first woke up to the feel of an unfamiliar weight lying upon my shoulder, I had experienced a moment of all and out panic. But, when I looked down and saw Kylee’s dark head and began to understand the soft warm air on my chest was her breathing, I had felt no panic: only a sense of rightness and peace. As I began to rub small circles on her back, I felt her flinch and jerk her eyes up to meet mine. I softly chuckled, smiled tenderly, “It’s ok pretty girl, it is just me. I am not going to hurt you.”
    In a voice full of sleep and confusion, Kylee uttered, “How long have I been out?”
    “Well it is about 7:00 in the morning now, but I think we both finally closed our eyes in about 1:30 or quarter till 2:00-So five to six hours?”
    A look of anxious concern crossed Kylee’s face. She suddenly looked frightened. “I hope I didn’t hog the bed too much? I am not used to sharing my covers.”
    “No darling’ Princess, you were fine. Slept like an angel. And I think I could handle being pushed to the edge of the bed if you were snuggled up to me.”
    Laughing softly, Kylee had rolled to the edge of the bed and was moving to get up. “Hey where do you think you are going, Princess? Are you just gonna use me like a common stud then leave?” I hadn’t pouted since I was ten, but I could feel my lips begin to pull down in a definitive pout. What the hell?
    “Well, I figured you might not want me to hang around like I was never going to leave,” Kylee had stated softly.
    “Hell Princess, waking up with you will be the highlight of my day…unless I get to fall asleep with you again tonight?”
    Kylee had laughed softly as she snuggled closer to me, “We might be able to arrange that cowboy.”
    That morning she had definitely woken up on alert. Come to think of it she had always woken up tense and ready for whatever came her way, which had usually been me looking for some morning loving. She had always asked to make sure that she hadn’t hogged the bed. Why had she always been concerned about that? I didn’t have any answers , but it was obvious there was a whole side of Kylee that I didn’t know. Why? Why had she kept so much of who she was and is to herself? Just as I was working up to getting royally pissed I remember that I hadn’t been all truthful and forthcoming either.
    That shit didn’t matter. After I got her to listen to me and hopefully accept my apology tonight I might ask about her secrets, but that wasn’t a top priority right now. I set at my desk planning how to get the girl of my dreams back, when the cloying smell of too much Channel #5 hit me. Actually, it caused me to have to subdue his gag reflexes. As I turned to the door, Sable’s ample and obviously put on display breasts all but slapped me in the face.
    “What the hell? Do you NOT know how to respect someone’s personal space? Get the fuck away from me!”
    Looking down at the floor as she bit her lip, Sable quivered out her reply. “But Wyatt, I just want you so much! I haven’t felt this way in so long. Not since Europe.