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with fingers reflexively fussing over my appearance.
    Keith touched my face and grinned slightly. ‘You’re wondering what I have gotten you into,’ he noted.
    ‘I’m wondering how I can make sense of all this.’
    ‘Sabrina, you have little difficulty making sense of anything.’
    He was right. What was churning my stomach was the sense that I could still feel Evan’s cock sliding in and out of me. ‘I just want to focus on you, give you my undivided attention for whatever time we have left.’
    ‘That’s what you think you should be doing. Sometimes you have to let your instincts take the lead. There is nothing wrong with your sensibilities or what they are telling you.’
    ‘Stop trying to make this sound so easy.’
    He sighed, twisting a lock of my hair around his finger. ‘But it is, Sabrina. It’s as simple as we make it.’
    Morning radio flooded the kitchen with boisterous chatter where Evan was making himself busy with breakfast. I walked in with my robe pulled tightly over my nudity, but he was already dressed, as irresistible as ever, barefoot in yesterday’s trousers and just his undershirt.
    ‘Looks like you guys could use a trip to the grocery store,’ he remarked, nodding at the refrigerator. Then pausing a moment, he continued, ‘Are you OK?’
    ‘I’ve been better.’ Evan took some steps closer to me as I fought the urge to melt into his arms.
    He sensed my tension and stopped short of the intended embrace, placing a hand on my shoulder instead. ‘I know this is difficult. You can lean on me in any way that you feel you need to.’
    Swallowing hard past the lump of stubborn resolve hitched in my throat, I let my hand wander over the top of his and found the edge of comfort in the sincerity of his eyes.
    ‘Thank you.’
    ‘Does Keith need help getting downstairs?’
    ‘No.’ The answer came from Keith himself as he wheeled into the kitchen. ‘Months of practice have made it easy enough for me to navigate the chair lift on my own.’
    ‘I only have to help when he’s had one too many glasses of wine,’ I quipped, giving Keith a kiss on the cheek.
    ‘Well, I scrounged up what I could for breakfast. If you want, I’ll take a trip to the store before I head back to my apartment.’
    ‘You’re heading back into the city?’ I asked before realising that it was a silly question.
    ‘I figured you two would like some time alone.’
    ‘Nonsense,’ Keith stated. ‘Stay the day at least. Sabrina is going to be out of her mind with over-compensating me. I’m not sure I want to be cooped up with her all day by myself.’ He had a smile for both of us and I couldn’t resist jabbing him in the arm.
    ‘OK, but they’re predicting snow on the radio, so I think it’s a good idea to get some food in this place,’ Evan said, scooping some eggs onto each of our plates.
    ‘I’ll go with you. Keith is pretty picky about what he likes.’
    They both laughed at this, with Evan driving the point home. ‘You’re pretty picky yourself there, Sabrina.’
    I rolled my eyes in mock denial, but the truth is I can be impossible to please, and I know it.
    The local market was bustling with activity, strange for a Monday morning. The housewives were out in droves, stocking up on the necessities like panicked worker ants reinforcing the nest. I usually have the groceries delivered, but yesterday’s adventure had precluded me from placing my weekly order. We made quick work of gathering what was needed and were waiting in line when I heard someone call my name.
    My divorcée neighbour looked surprised to see me. ‘Funny running into you on a Monday, Sabrina.’ She gave me a polite hug, cheek to cheek.
    ‘I’m taking some time off,’ I said with hopes that she’d leave it at that.
    ‘That’s nice,’ she replied and took a long look at Evan. ‘Do introduce me to this attractive man you’re with. Is he a relative of yours?’ she asked, extending her well-manicured hand out towards Evan.
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