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didn’t resist taking pleasure in the handfuls of her ample body.
    When the song was nearly over, she pulled her head off my shoulder where it had been resting, and looked at me with a sincere earnest gaze of desire and longing. Then, she leaned forward, standing on her tippy-toes and kissed me. Part of me was being the gentleman, truly not wanting to feel as if I was taking advantage of her.
    Just a kiss! I promised myself. Just a kiss…
    And what a kiss it was. She was just as sweet as I imagined her tasting. Her full, pink lips were completely edible. Her breath smelled like the liquor, but not in a bad way. In a tasty way.
    Everything in me wanted to lay claim to her right then and there. But I wouldn’t. I didn’t. Instead, it was determined for me. After one of the sexiest, most languorous, passionate kisses of my adult life, she passed out, right in my arms.
    At first I just held her, chuckling in amused awe. Then, I picked her up, strode to her bedroom and got her into her bed. As any man who has had to put a woman to bed can attest to, you struggle with silly, basic questions.
    Do I leave her fully clothed? Take of her clothes so she’s comfortable?
    Nope. Not if you want to ever see her again.
    Just tuck her in bed, lie her on her side and be a gentleman. Nothing more, nothing less.
    I turned off her bedroom light, shut the door and made my way back to her sofa. I set the alarm on my cell and laid down. Staring at her apartment’s ceiling, I thought about how I hadn’t ever felt a connection this strong with a woman, ever.
    All the more reason to do right by her. With a smile on my face, I soon fell to sleep.

Chapter Five
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    CASSIDY
    I woke up the next day, somehow having made my way to the comfort of my bed. Lying there, I was rewinding the events of the previous evening in my mind. I sat up in my bed too suddenly and the world started to spin.
    Whoops!
    I rubbed at my head, swimming with the aftermath of a night of heavy drinking. Details came pouring in and at some point, what had started out as one of the more embarrassing days of my life, being arrested for having decked a man, while swimming, in the pool at my gym, started to come back to me.
    This had really happened!? I hadn’t been writing about it… I’d lived it!
    Smacking my forehead which was a bad move, I winced as the pain of a hangover blossomed inside my head.
    Ouch!!
    Had I really danced?! And him too?!
    At some point, my recollection of the events go blurry. I wasn’t sure if I’d imagined Abe bringing me home from the police station, much less if he had an evening of drinking with me. I immediately turned to look at my clock. It was eleven a.m.
    Goodness! I’d slept in…
    Being this late in the morning, I wondered if he was an early riser and whether he would have left already, that was, if he’d stayed over. I went quiet, waiting and listening. Listening intently. Could I hear him? Had he gone home? Was he still asleep?
    I crept out of bed and went to my bedroom door, which was shut. I never closed my bedroom door while sleeping. There was no point, really. I was the only person who lived there, so there wasn’t ever a need for privacy or quiet. That was my first clue that he might still be around.
    Not wanting to chance it, I decided I’d get a shower in first, and at least I’d feel a bit more refreshed. Although I wanted coffee like water and some water too, I ignored my current need for both and stripped out of my clothes. I’d apparently fallen to sleep in my yoga pants and t-shirt.
    I stepped into the shower and allowed the heat and steam to overtake me. Wake me up gently. I took my time, soaping myself up and cleaning off the previous day. Once done, I was feeling better and gloriously ready for coffee and water. Something to eat to start undoing the effects of too much liquor and beer.
    Peering into my steamy bathroom mirror, some of the events deeper in the evening, before I’d passed out on my bed, started to