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Thankful she’d kept the key to their room, Aleesha rushed off the elevator and took hurried steps until she got to the door of her suite. Her head was spinning as if she’d just stepped off of a merry-go-round. She placed a hand on the wall to steady herself and had to try several times before she was able to insert the keycard into the thin slot. Once inside the room, she gratefully leaned back against the door and closed her eyes, but opened them just as quickly when images of the last few minutes flashed behind her lids like a movie playing on a high definition screen.
     Marcus. She still couldn’t believe it; she couldn’t believe any of it. Oh God, Aleesha, what have you done?? Tightly squeezing her eyes closed again, she willed herself to wake up from this nightmare, but the tingling dampness between her thighs told her this was all too real.
         Gingerly straightening away from her perch on the door, Aleesha made her way to the couch and kicked her shoes off. Plopping down on the soft cushions, she leaned her head back and tried in vain to stop the room from circling around like a never ending spinning top.
     Damn Keisha and that damned drink! What was it called? ‘A Fuck Me and Knock Me Down’ or a ‘Fuck Me Down and Suck Me…’? Whatever it was had caused her to make one hell of a mistake. Groaning even more, she covered her face with her hands as she thought about Amir. She’d been in Vegas less than twenty-four hours and cheated on him.
         Suddenly Aleesha felt nauseous. She clumsily stumbled from the room and somehow managed to get to the bathroom, barely making it before she threw up in the commode. She retched continuously until nothing but dry heaves racked her body. Swallowing and taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm her stomach, Aleesha pulled herself to the sink and rinsed her mouth and splashed water over her face. Avoiding the mirror so that she wouldn’t have to witness the guilt reflected there, she grabbed a towel and made her way to her bedroom. She sent a quick text to Jerra and told her she had a headache and was going to sleep. 
     Pulling her dress off and throwing it on the floor, Aleesha crawled into the bed and fell on her stomach. Although the room still seemed to be rotating a bit, she felt a little better. As hard as she tried to block him out, she couldn’t help but think about Marcus. How ironic to run into him here in Vegas again. When she’d found out where the girls were bringing her for her bachelorette party, he’d briefly crossed her mind and she wondered how he was doing, if he still lived in Las Vegas…
         Had her musings magically conjured him up tonight?
         She couldn’t suppress a deep sigh as she restlessly turned over on her side and stared into the darkness. He still had that same captivating magnetism which had drawn her to him at the medical conference she’d attended in Vegas three years ago. Aleesha had just gotten a promotion and the weeklong conference in Las Vegas came up not long after. That’s where she’d met Dr. Marcus Bennett…
         On the third day, the keynote speaker was beginning to bore everyone to tears. Somehow, Aleesha and Marcus’ eyes collided and conveyed the shared thought. They exchanged a secretive smile before turning their attention back to listen to the remainder of the speech.  An hour later, they’d taken a break for lunch. The low murmur among the crowd of attendees was nothing short of relief at finally being given a reprieve. As Aleesha picked up her briefcase and walked towards the door, she found herself side by side with Marcus. They exchanged polite smiles again and made small talk until they were in the lobby of the hotel where the conference was being held.
         “I don’t know how I’m going to be able to focus and keep my eyes open after lunch,” Aleesha sighed.
         “I know what you mean. I’m tempted to go home for a quick nap. Seems