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up in his eyes.
    “I…we shouldn’t,” said the small part of me that was still resisting his charm.
    Suddenly, I felt his legs go between mine from under the table, and I gasped when he spread them apart with one swift movement.
    The couple at the neighboring table looked over with a confused look. Dean turned to smile at them before looking back at me.
    “I’m taking you back now .”
    “Okay,” I finally gave in.
    Dean pulled out his wallet and threw some money down before pulling me from my seat and leading me out the door.
    In the few minutes it took us to walk to his car, I felt a surge of anxiety and excitement course through me as I thought about what was about to happen. I knew that sleeping with my lawyer could get me in a lot of trouble, but I felt like I was in too deep and there was no turning back. We’d already slept together, so why cry over spilt milk?
    When we got to his car, I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. I opened the door to his back seat, and pulled him in with me.
    “I need you now,” I begged as I lay against the cool leather seats.
    “I’ve been waiting for you to say that all night, baby.” He pulled down his pants and boxers, and his erection sprung out to greet me .
    I gasped in pleasure as he le d my hand to his cock.
    “Can you feel how much I’ve been waiting to be inside of you?”
    “Yes! And I want you inside me now, Dean. I want you to make love to me now.”
    Suddenly I felt his body stiffen and his expression changed. Instead of climbing on top of me, he pulled his pants up and turned his back to me.
    “What’s wrong?”
    There was a long pause before he turned back to me. “I made a promise to you. We shouldn’t do this tonight.”
    “Oh.” I tried to hide the disappointment and rejection I felt inside.
    “I do want to see you again,” he added abruptly. I heard a reluctance in his voice, and I wonder what had just happened. “Come on. Get in the front seat. Let me take you home.”
    “Okay.” I was relieved that it was dark out and he couldn’t see how red my face was at that moment.
    Fifteen minutes later, he pulled up in front of my row house. To my surprise, he turned off the engine and turned to look at me.
    “I’m sorry.” I heard the sincerity in his voice, which only added to the confusion that was building up inside.
    “Why are you sorry?”
    “I let things get too far tonight…I lead you on.”
    There was a pause as I tried to think through my confusion.
    “That’s okay. I encouraged you.”
    He gave a small chuckle. “I instigated it.”
    “Can I ask you something?” I looked at him tentatively.
    “Sure. What is it?”
    “Why are you still single?”
    “I like being single,” he said immediately. I saw him tense up, and knew I shouldn’t have asked him that.
    “Oh. So—”
    “Hey, can I ask you something?” He cut in abruptly.
    “Uh. Sure.”
    “What’s the deal with you and your brother?”
    “Oh!” His question caught me by surprise. It was the last thing I thought he was about to ask. “You mean Trent?”
    “Why do you ask?”
    There was a brief pause before he said, “No real reason. I was just curious. I saw your interaction with each other at the meeting a few weeks ago, and I didn’t get the sense that you two are close. With you two working so close to one another every day, I thought you’d be pretty close.”
    “I…” I was a bit surprised by his forward question, and even more surprised by his intuitiveness to see the distance between me and Trent.
    I was about to tell him that it was none of his business, but when I looked over at him, I saw something in his eyes that comforted me, and I wasn’t sure why, but I felt compelled to tell him about Trent.
    “He’s my half brother. We shared the same father, but had different mothers. A few years after our father’s divorce with Trent’s mother, he married my mother and I was born a few years later. Trent and I were pretty close growing up, but ever