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hot sausage?”
    “Sweet. Definitely sweet,” he answers with a wink, making my heart flutter and beat erratically.
    Nodding my head with a soft grin before writing it down, I pick up their menus, and let them know that I’ll put their order right in.
    With a little more zest in my step, I head to the kitchen to hang up their order.
    “Oh my, you’ve got it bad,” Kelly murmurs to me as I pass her.
    Instead of denying it I answer with a knowing smile, accepting the truth, and proceed to the kitchen.
     

     
    Clearing their dirty dishes from their table, I place the check down between his parents, and wish them a good night, smiling at Joey before turning around.
    Grabbing my hand as I turn, he says “Hope…” turning me back towards him.
    Feeling a surge of energy pass from his hand to mine, I barely breathe. “Yes.”
    “I’d really like to see you again.”
    “I um…I…”
    “Still have a boyfriend,” he interrupts, finishing my sentence with a hint of disappointment in his voice.
    “Yeah,” I answer, not being able to hold back the disappointment in mine.
    “Well, maybe I’ll see you around then,” he says, running his thumb over the top of my hand before releasing it.
    “Yeah…maybe.”
     

 

     
    After Joey and his family leave, my mind is in overdrive with thoughts of Joey consuming it. He was so sweet and gentle, so different from last summer. Last year he was the epitome of a sex-driven asshole and it drove me crazy that someone like him could ever affect me the way he did. But now, seeing his softer, kinder side makes my body crave him even more and makes my heart do crazy things.
    Knowing that I’ve let this go on for long enough and have been preventing the inevitable, I decide to drive over to Trent’s house after work to finally break it off with him. As I drive up, I notice all the lights are off in the house, so I pull out the key he gave me and let myself in. Hearing the television on in his room, I walk down the hall and push open his already cracked door.
    “Hey, Angel,” he greets me, lounging on his bed watching TV.
    A knot instantly forms in my stomach, seeing his face brighten at the sight of me.
    I can’t do it–I’m not ready.
    Deciding that the timing just isn’t right, I softly answer, “Hey,” as I sit down next to him on the bed.
    “Thanks for coming over,” he whispers in my hair as he pulls me in close to him and kisses my head. “I missed you.”
    Instead of responding, I just snuggle in closer, wrapping my arms around his waist–fighting back the awful feeling forming in my gut. We sit there in silence watching TV, snug in each other’s arms.
     

     
    “Oh baby, I’ve been waiting so long to be in you.”
    “Please, Joey, faster.”
    “Come with me, baby.”
    “Oh god, Joey!”
     
     
    “Hope…wake up…Hope!”
    “Huh…what?” I jump, seeing Trent leaning over me.
    “You were…um, dreaming I think,” he softly says with glossy eyes.
    Shit! I know exactly who I was dreaming about.
    “Did I say anything?’ I ask nervously, moving up onto my elbows.
    Closing his eyes like he is fighting back tears and trying to find the right words he says, “Um, yeah…but, I uh…I uh, couldn’t really understand any of it.”
    His eyes paint a different story as the words are toxic coming off of his tongue. Seeing the pain in his eyes, I know he knows. The thought of him seeing and hearing me dream and fantasize about being with Joey makes me feel ill.
    Leaping out of bed I run to his bathroom, slamming the door behind me, and hurl up all the lies and unfaithful thoughts that I’ve had for Joey up until now. Once there’s nothing left in me I sit on the floor, resting my back on the wall with my head in my hands and sob; not able to come up for air kind of sob.
    “Hope?” Trent cracks the door, and peeks around it. Seeing me a mess on the floor he comes to my side, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, providing me the comfort that I don’t