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my head. I don’t know when I’ll take my last breath – tomorrow, next month. It’s like a time bomb. But what I can control ... what I want to ensure, is the way I leave things. What would make me happy is to know that you are happy.’
    ‘You must be the most generous man on the earth.’
    ‘Actually, I think that I’m quite selfish. We were a strong couple, Sabrina. I love you fiercely still. It’s just unacceptable to risk your fire dying with me. I simply won’t have it.’
    I helped him turn over and let my hair hang in his face. ‘You can try selling me that selfish line all you want; I know the truth about you, Keith.’ And I employed my kisses to explain exactly what I thought of him.
    The afternoon talk shows buzzed in the background, on the TV no one was watching downstairs. Keith looked different to me all of a sudden. He didn’t seem like the broken shell I had merely existed with over the past months. On the contrary, Keith had new colour in his cheeks and he looked empowered and strong.
    ‘Do you remember the first time you told me you loved me?’ I asked him, tugging my top off over my head.
    ‘I do.’
    ‘I came to your office to surprise you with a little fun before class ...’
    ‘And I was expecting you already and hard as a shotgun.’
    I rocked off of him and slid out of my pants. ‘It made me so angry that you thought you knew me so well.’
    ‘I did ... I do know you that well, my Sabrina.’
    I continued, ‘It made me so angry that I decided to make you sorry for being so presumptuous.’
    He ran his hand up my bare thigh. ‘You hiked up that tight little skirt you had on and sat on top of my desk.’ For a better view, he propped himself up with the strong arms that used to hold me every night as we fell asleep.
    ‘And then I spread my legs in front of you, like this.’ Keith’s eyes were smoky, the way they used to look when we were about to fuck. ‘And I slid my fingers over my pussy, like this, teasing you relentlessly.’
    ‘You weren’t making me sorry, sweetheart. You were making me fall in love with you. So stubborn and sexy, so difficult – I ate it up.’
    ‘You waited until I was in the middle of my climax, with my fingers rubbing my clit furiously and my mind cloudy with the sweet power I had over you in that moment.’
    ‘And then I fucked your mind completely and told you I loved you.’
    ‘Yeah, that was how it went,’ I breathed through a sultry grin. ‘You ended up being the one who did the surprising that day.’
    He reached out to take over where I left off, stroking my swollen clit with his thumb and the feel of him pleasuring me again was instantly explosive. I missed him so much.
    When I was finished, he collapsed flat on the bed, having exhausted the arm that was supporting him upright. I snuggled back against him, wishing that I could return the favour in some way, but settled for a long kiss instead.
    We lay there, drifting on our memories and let the afternoon talk shows turn into the evening news. Thoughts of happy times challenged the darkness of tragedy that loomed over us like a spectre waiting to strike. We spoke little; busy in our own minds, but connected by touch. And as the hours ticked by, reality knocked louder, disrupting the dreamy recollections of better days. Sadness and gloom beckoned and I found myself in need of something, someone to ward it off. It was very dark when I began to wonder what was keeping Evan.
    I extracted myself from Keith’s lazy arm strewn across my chest and sat up to check the clock. The time was rounding 7 p.m. and the driving snow was starting to obscure the upstairs windows. Worry tinged my brow with the idea of Evan’s little hatchback trudging through what looked like a foot of snow on the ground already. I almost hoped that he’d used his good judgment to stay in the city after all, knowing that if he had, I’d have volunteered to pick him up in the Rover instead. I called his cellphone but