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distressing to learn that you guys were involved in some police matter. Some local man was killed by an animal.”
    “Sasquatch,” I corrected her.
    “Right. Sasquatch. Of course.”
    “We’re serious,” Perry said. “It was Sasquatch. Or some terrible missing link. Definitely not a mangy bear.”
    I could tell that even Sasquatch was a stretch for the usually open-minded Rebecca. “Either way, it freaked Jimmy out and then it freaked me out. And then he started barking at me, like I had something to do with it. Apparently the police confiscated your footage?”
    I was starting to get the feeling that perhaps Jimmy wouldn’t be as understanding over the whole thing as I had thought.
    “They did, for evidence,” Perry explained. “And anyway, it wouldn’t have been right to air what we shot. A man seriously died.”
    A man that probably deserved to die , I thought, feeling all the anger coming back over catching Mitch trying to rape Perry. But even with that fact, I knew that not showing the footage was the right thing to do. Whether he deserved it or not, death was death and his death must have been a terrible one.
    “I understand,” Rebecca said sympathetically. “But I would not count on Jimmy feeling the same way. He was throwing around the words ‘fire’ and ‘cancellation.’”
    “Oh come on,” I said. “He can’t seriously consider cancelling us again. We’ve barely been back!”
    She shrugged. “You know how he is.”
    I groaned in frustration, rubbing my forehead. “Can’t we just have one day of peace before we get shit on?”
    “You do get one day,” she said. “He told me to tell you to come to his office tomorrow, both of you, at two. Until then, go back to…what was it, doing each other?”
    Perry’s cheeks flushed adorably at that. She cleared her throat and looked at her feet. “So, Rebecca, did you want to get that cup of coffee now? Leave Dex here with his dog?”
    She agreed and soon they were leaving the apartment for Top Shop Donuts, promising to bring me back a double chocolate artery-clogger. Whatever they ended up talking about, I hoped a skittish new lover and a jaded lesbian would take it easy on me.
     
    ***
     
    “I’m going to go powder my nose,” Perry told me, and I instinctively reached across the table and tapped her on the end of hers. My sexy bunny.
    She slid out from the booth and made her way to the washroom. She was wearing a low-cut, bright blue dress that hugged her in all the right fucking places. Watching her walk away was dessert before dinner.
    After she came back with Rebecca, she didn’t seem any worse off than she was before. She seemed pretty normal actually, and from the way she yammered on about poor Rebecca and her break-up, I could tell that maybe they didn’t spend much time discussing our relationship at all. Maybe there was no relationship to discuss. I still had a hard time with that one.
    There was one thing that was off, however. Despite my smooth moves (which, honestly, was just feeling her up in the kitchen), Perry didn’t succumb to my advances and more or less brushed me off from our sex session, saying she needed to go for a run to clear her mind. Okay, so maybe she and Rebecca did discuss me.
    And, keeping in mind what Rebecca had told me, her fears that she pressured Emily too much and drove her away, I quickly removed my hands and told her to go get some fresh air, that jogging was a good way to get to know the city, and other such bullshit that covered up the fact that I wanted to stick my dick in her, make her scream my name, and fuck her until she felt something for me.
    When Perry returned from her run, she looked a lot calmer, more pliable. I kept my distance a bit, getting sucked into yet another Mythbusters marathon with Fatty Rab, while she showered yet again and then joined me on the couch.
    The interesting thing was that she sat on the other side of the dog. The farty little thing was being used as a goddamn