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    “You know,” I said, turning to face her, “when you sit over there, it makes it a lot harder to put my arm around you.”
    I knew I was putting her on the spot. Didn’t care. I wasn’t too proud to admit that Dex Foray needed cuddles. Just because we were fucking each other didn’t mean I’d stop being affectionate after the last drop was milked out of me.
    She looked at the dog shyly, her hair falling in her face. I reached over and tucked it behind her ear.
    “What is it?” I asked and took my hand back.
    She fidgeted in her seat, still avoiding my eyes. “Don’t you find this a bit weird?”
    “Weird?”
    “Yeah.” Her eyes darted to mine. “You and I. Together like this. Suddenly.”
    My heart thumped like it took a hit of crack. Now I was really starting to worry about what her and Rebecca talked about. Becs had always been on my side, but chicks before dicks and all that. And in her case, it really was chicks before dicks.
    I licked my lips, trying to be careful. “I don’t find this very sudden, Perry. And I don’t find this weird. I’m a bit weird, you’re certainly weird, but this? This is the opposite of weird.”
    She smiled. “So it’s normal?”
    It’s destiny , I thought. I leaned over and kissed her softly. When I pulled away I said, “Whatever it is, it’s good. It’s very, very good.”
    And then I picked up the dog and tossed him to the ground and put my arm around my motherfucking woman.
    The pizza place I took Perry to, Zeke’s, was just down the block from the apartment, along the monorail tracks and close to the Space Needle. We got a small booth by the window and put an order in for our pizzas and beer.
    I could tell she was nervous by the way she downed her beer and kept playing with her hair. It was pretty damn cute. It was also refreshing, considering I used to make her nervous for different reasons.
    While she was in the bathroom powdering her nose or whatever, our server came back over. His name was Marcus and I’d gotten to know him pretty well over the years. He was a good looking guy for what it’s worth, one of those Italian types with black curls the ladies seemed to go gaga over and really hairy arms, like his testosterone needed a place to go.
    “How are things?” he asked, loitering around the table, hands folded behind his back. He was also really tall, which I hated. I could obviously take him in a fight though and I was certain my dick was larger.
    “Fine,” I told him, eyeing him inquisitively. “I mean, the beer’s fine, if that’s what you’re asking.”
    He smiled and jerked his head to Perry’s empty seat. “Who’s the chick?”
    I frowned. Look, I’ve called every woman a chick, from the old lady at the post office to my teacher back in university. But it didn’t sit right to hear it from another guy when talking about Perry, not in the tone that he was taking, anyway.
    “The woman, you mean?” I asked slowly. “Her name is Perry.”
    “Nice,” Marcus said with a grin. “Two women at the same time? I promise not to tell.” He made a crossing motion over his heart.
    I was a tad confused. “Two women? I don’t have two women.”
    “What happened to the super hot Maxim babe? Your girlfriend?”
    “Jenn?” I asked. “We broke up.”
    He shook his head. “I swore I just saw you guys in here.”
    “It’s mid-March, Marcus. That was back in December. We broke up. I’m with Perry now.” I felt like I was talking to a two-year-old.
    He stared at me like he didn’t quite believe me. “And,” I added, feeling defensive, “Perry’s also a super hot babe. She just wasn’t in Maxim. Because it’s a shitty publication.”
    Marcus nodded, his eyes going over to the other side of the restaurant where Perry was coming out of the washroom area. “She is pretty hot, I’ll give you that. You lucky bastard. Her breasts are so much better than the other ones. Gotta get them when they’re young, am I right?”
    “Hey,” I