Fate couldn’t remember ever feeling so at ease with another human being. Normally after sex, a dark, gloomy mood fell over her. Not this time. She wondered why. It felt so right having him there with her, in her home, in her bed, snuggled so close. Her head rested on his chest, rising and falling with each breath he took. His heartbeat thumped in her ear. “Tell me about your life since college. Outside of the obvious, what’s happened between now and then?” she asked, relishing the feel of his hand running up and down her arm. “Well, I’ve been working, but you know that already.” “Did you ever marry?” “Nope.” She lifted her head and looked at him. “Why not?” “What about you?” “Aren’t you going to answer my question first?” “No. You first.” He smiled. “I didn’t get married.” She sat up, fluffed a couple pillows and leaned back against them. “Never found the right one.” He rolled over on his side, propped himself up on an elbow, and rested his head in his hand.
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