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guy. I try to imagine what mistakes he could have made. I have been very careful to stay away from even a hint of trouble since Mom and Dad died. I’m very aware of my lack of a support network, so I hope I’m not getting involved in something that I will later regret. I can feel myself pull back from Mike just a bit emotionally. “Okay. I would like that,” I say.
     
    Mike smiles, as he grips my hands gently. "Don't worry, Daisy," Mike says softly. "Everything is okay."
     
    "I'm sorry," I say, feeling like some insecure little girl.
     
    "Don't be," Mike says gently. "It'll get better. You'll see."
     

 
    CHAPTER THREE
     
    The conversation goes a little better after that, but we don't dally before I return Mike to his barracks. Despite our initial awkwardness, his goodbye kiss in the car is warm and tender. His soft brush of my breast, as we kiss, causes me to murmur in surprise and delight.
     
    I hear nothing from Mike for the next four days. I try to not let the lack of communication bother me, as I go about my life. I still fear that he got what he wanted from me, so I won't hear from him again.
     
    I'm sitting at my desk, preparing to leave for the weekend when my phone rings. It’s nearly five o’clock on a Friday. "Daisy Fuller," I say crisply.
     
    "Ms. Fuller. I would like to make an appointment to meet with you," the voice on the other end of the line says.
     
    "Certainly, sir. When would you like to meet?"
     
    "I can meet you in about twenty minutes."
     
    I roll my eyes in exasperation. "I'm sorry, sir, but we close at five o’clock. Perhaps one day next week?"
     
    "I can't wait until next week! I need to see you as soon as possible!"
     
    I'm just about to tell him to kiss my ass, politely of course, when it clicks. "Mike? Is that you?"
     
    "Yes, ma'am."
     
    I burst into giggles. "You had me going there for a minute. I was about to tell you to kiss my ass."
     
    "That works for me. For a start anyway."
     
    I feel a flash of heat at the thought of having Mike’s lips on me again. "Should I come pick you up?"
     
    "I need to shower, but I’ll be ready by the time you get here."
     
    "I'll head there straight after work."
     
    "Hurry."
     
    It's amazing how such a simple little word can turn me on.
     
    ***
     
    I sneak out a couple of minutes early and hustle over to Mike’s barracks. He said to hurry, so that’s what I’m doing. I’m almost giddy at the chance to see him again. I’m not entirely certain why I’m so excited to see Mike. This is just a summertime fling before he goes back to North Carolina and nothing more. It couldn’t possibly be that he nearly turned me inside out with pleasure the last time we spent some time alone, could it? I feel a stupid grin break out on my face. Nah. Couldn’t be that.
     
    I roll to a stop, just as Mike steps out of the barracks. He’s got a small satchel that I hope contains a couple changes of clothes. When he slides into the car, I lean over and he kisses me. His hand goes to the back of my head to hold my lips gently to his.
     
    “That’s nice,” I say, as I pull back.
     
    “Very,” Mike agrees. “Where do you want to go to dinner?”
     
    “I thought I would cook for you.” If I have my way, we’ll never leave the apartment this weekend.
     
    “You don’t have to do that.”
     
    “I want to.”
     
    “Wow. A home cooked meal. I’ll have to be extra nice to you this weekend.”
     
    “Not too nice, I hope,” I say with a grin.
     
    As we drive back to my apartment, Mike places his hand on my thigh and caresses it softly. He’s totally different today than Monday and I wonder at the change.
     
    “I was in class. The sergeants, they didn't try to kill me today,” Mike explains when I comment on his energy.
     
    Mike doesn’t seem to be able to keep his hands off me as I prepare dinner. He is constantly caressing my ass or standing behind me nuzzling my neck, as he pulls me into him. I ignore him, but it’s hard,