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local paper, pitiful loser desperately seeking a groom. ”
    Harley laughed as I studied his gleaming white smile. I was almost certain Harley was gay, the way the hairs at the back of my neck stood up and took notice when he was near told me he had to be. The idea of being married to a babe like Harley made me prickle all over. I imagined lying next to him when we woke each morning. It would be a temporary situation, what was the harm in asking? Who was I kidding? Did I honestly think he was going to say he would flip his world around and marry me? But then again, I hadn’t asked, had I?
    “I was thinking,” I started, and then noticed how uncomfortable Harley suddenly became as he played with his fork cutting a fry into tiny little pieces, shuffling them around in a circle on his plate. “Are you okay? You look strange.”
    “Thank you very much,” he tittered, as he put his fork down, pushing his unfinished meal off to the side.
    Asking Harley now would prove catastrophic, a change of subject was well in order and fast before the man ran off out the back door screaming to be saved.
    “The party Friday,” I blurted, trying to disguise my original question. “Is it right after work?”
    “Yeah,” he said, as I watched a sense of relief wash over him. “Since its Friday night and people might have other plans, I figured the earlier the better.”
    “You got big Friday night plans?” I asked, hoping he would tell me yes, that he wanted to spend his Friday night with me, just the two of us in a dark corner somewhere getting it on.
    “Had,” he said. “I was supposed to meet friends at nine, but it’s still up in the air. You?”
    I shook my head and finished my beer. “We better get back, or I’ll be spending the rest of tonight at work trying to catch up so I can make it on Friday.”
    Harley laughed, tossing a few bills onto the table. “That should take care of it.”
    I felt Harley’s large hand palm my shoulder as we were walking out the door, the heat scorching into my flesh through my jacket. I turned and our chests crashed together. I breathed in his scent and swallowed back the urge to close my mouth over his.
    “I really wish I could help you out,” Harley said, with a sweet shining smile.
    What was he saying? Was this his way of confessing his sexuality, was he just being sweet again? Or was I reading far too much into his words?
    “No worries.”

Chapter Three
    ~Harley~
     
    Beads of sweat trickled over my temples as I sat trying to catch my breath. I’d been screaming out loud this time, I could tell by the burning sensation in the back of my throat. The bed sheets were tangled around my legs, half stripped from the bed and one pillow lay on the floor across the room. It had been one hell of a nightmare tonight.
    I turned on the bedside light even though the bathroom light was on, just as I had left it every night for the past five years. It didn’t stop the nightmares from happening though, nothing ever would, but it gave me a daft sense of security.
    My sleep for the night was officially over, there was no attempting sleep once the nightmares started. I looked at the blue glowing numbers on my alarm clock. It was three fifty seven and I had managed to get an incredible five hours in. That was a new record.
    I wiped the perspiration from my forehead with the bed sheet and rolled out of bed. I threw on a pair of shorts and an old torn t-shirt, heading downstairs to my home gym, leaving a trail of lights in my wake. I drank half a bottle of water before jumping onto my treadmill, running at a steady beat for an hour and a half.
    My every thought kept circling back to Dyson and his predicament. I felt for the guy, he must have been going through utter hell. It amazed me that his brothers, his own flesh and blood, could treat him so callously. There was only me and my little sister and I would run to the ends of the earth if she asked me to. She was my world, my everything, the one person