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just got home from my date. Come on up.”
    She took the stairs to the second floor, hoping the constant movement would keep her tears at bay. She shouldn’t have expected so much out of her one-night stand. When her friend opened the door, the flood gates burst.
    “Oh, Care, was it that bad?” Tamara put an arm around her shoulders and guided her into the apartment.
    “No, it was great. I didn’t want it to end.”
    Tamara stopped and stared at her like she’d grown another head. “Then why are you here? Why aren’t you still on your date?”
    She flopped on the couch. “I didn’t want to have to say goodbye.”
    Her friend headed for the kitchen. “I don’t get it. If you both had a good time, why couldn’t you go out again? Why did you have to say goodbye?” She returned with a tub of ice cream and two spoons.
    “Ice cream, this early?”
    “Anytime is a good time for ice cream.”
    Carrie took a spoon. “This is exactly why I came here. You always seem to know what I need.”
    “Yeah, well I need details.” She spooned ice cream into her mouth. “Cough ‘em up.”
    “After we….had sex, he made it clear this was just a one night stand. Then he fell asleep. I took that as my cue to leave. I didn’t want things to be awkward when he woke up.”
    “I’m sorry.” Tamara leaned over and hugged her. “I know you were hoping for more, but at least you had a night of great sex.”
    Carrie nodded, wiping the tears. Everything about their night had been great, until the end.
    “So tell me about it. How was he?”
    The memory brought a smile to her face. Not just the sex, but their hours of talking, learning of his origins, and his gift to her. His gift. Can I really get pregnant now?
    Her hands moved to her stomach while Tamara stared at her in anticipation. “It was….cosmic, out of this world.” She would never tell Tamara that her date came from another planet. Who would believe her anyway?
    “Well, except for the end, I’m glad you enjoyed your date, ‘cause mine sucked.”
    She’d been so wrapped up in her own sorrow, she’d forgotten to ask Tamara about her date. Now she felt like a horrible friend. “I’m sorry, what happened?”
    “Don’t be. I know you expected much more from the date. Me, not so much.”
    Carrie looked up at the clock, confused. “If your date was so bad, how come you just got home?”
    Tamara’s eyes lit up. “I met someone else at the restaurant and spent the night with him.”
    “You spent the night with a stranger?” She’d done the same thing, but the date happened after weeks of planning. It wasn’t on a whim. Then again, Tamara became open to dating outside of her usual type, and had been uninhibited sexually since she’d returned from Las Vegas.
    “Not a stranger. Remember my one-night stand I told you about?”
    She nodded. Her friend radiated with excitement.
    “Well, I was hiding in the bathroom from my date. He kept babbling on about fruit fly mating. The only time he shut up was to check out every other woman in the restaurant. I mean, hello, I’ve got plenty for him to look at. Anyway, when I finally got up enough courage to return to the table, I left the bathroom and ran right into Josh. He’s up here on business. He said that his business meeting was almost over and asked if I wanted to meet up after.”
    She found a glimmer of hope. She might never see Frey again, but she could get out and date like Tamara, find the right guy and have the family she’s always dreamed of. “So what did you do about your date?”
    “I paid for my portion of the bill and left him sitting there. Josh met me at the coffee shop down the street an hour later and we went back to his hotel room.”
    Her friend glowed, the same as she had after sex with Frey. “Will you see him again?”
    “I’m not sure, but when I told him I’d be down there next month, he said I could stay with him. And we exchanged our new numbers. I guess that means there’s no woman