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ocean liner’s bedroom, with all the furniture built
in to the walls. They were paneled in mahogany, with cream-colored fabrics on
the bed and chairs, and a beige carpet on the floor. Tegan didn’t like it – the air was musty and damp.
    “I think you’d be better off in your
own bed upstairs, Fleet. This place is liable to give you pneumonia!”
    “No, I want to stay here!’ He was
belligerent, stubborn. “If you don’t want to stay, I won’t force you.”
    “I’m staying. When was the last time
you took any pills?”
    “Yesterday, before I entered the pub.
I swore I’d kick them before I introduced myself to you but I couldn’t wait any
longer! It’s been hell trying to keep away from you.”
    “Is that why you stayed away? Because of your addiction?”
    “Yeah, I …”
    He fell to the floor, quaking all
over in a frightening wave of tremors. Tegan dragged
him to the bed; eased him up onto it. Then she began to remove his shoes and
jacket. Even in the throes of misery he was tempting. She had to scold herself
for thinking of sex at a moment like that.
    “I want you, Tegan .
Love me. Love me now!”
    “You’re not up to it, darling. Calm down,
please, and rest for awhile. You shouldn’t have tried to stop taking the pills
all at once. Weaning your system off of them very slowly is the way to do it.
My dad tried it your way, and he …”
    “Your dad? I thought he died of cancer?”
    “Yes, he did. But he was a drug
addict, too. And going cold turkey killed him as surely as the cancer.”
    “I’m sorry. I had no idea. Will you
lie with me? We don’t have to make love. I just want you near me.”
    “Shouldn’t I call Digby ,
or my mom? She’ll know better what to do. She is a pharmacist, you know.”
    “Wait awhile, okay? I want to rest
now.”
    She nodded, took off the raincoat and
slipped under the cold sheets.
    “I wish you hadn’t ruined my dress.”
    “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself. I
turn into some kind of mindless being whenever I see you. It’s like a power
surge I can’t stop.”
    “It’s the same thing with me; has
been since the first time I saw your picture in the paper. I remember rubbing
myself afterwards, to make the surge go away. I pretended you were kissing me
down there.”
    He managed a faint laugh. “Was it
good?”
    “Better than I’d ever had it before. Of course I was embarrassed when I
was done.”
    “Why? There’s no shame in pleasing
yourself when the need arises.”
    “I know, but the strength of it was
so powerful it freaked me out. I didn’t dare try to daydream about you unless I
was alone where I could finish what my dreams had started.”
    “You might not believe it but I did
the very same thing the first time I saw you. And it was better than any
lovemaking I’d had in real life. I guess we were made for each other.”
    He leaned over to kiss her; his
breath was stale but still inciting. His body temperature was feverish; he was
sweating. His limbs were still shaking. Seeing him that way was hard, but she
knew she had to be strong, to help him beat the addiction.
    She pulled her lips away,
reluctantly.
    “Fleet, let me sneak up and get your
pills. You need to get back on them then start the weaning process.”
    “No, no, I want off of them now!” His
voice was strange, haunting. She scooted close to him; fit her arms about him,
breathing in the scent of his skin. His own breathing seemed forced, uneven.
    “I’m afraid, Fleet. We can’t do this
alone. Please let me call my mom.”
    “Later. I want to wake up with you in
the morning, like I should have done today. But I panicked, and ran out on you.
I was worried you couldn’t love me if you knew I was hooked on drugs. You can,
right? It doesn’t change how we are together.”
    “No, it could never change that. But
I’m still scared you won’t make it through the night. Mom could give you
something that would help.”
    “I don’t want to trade one addiction
for