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    Lilly
     
     
    Instead of taking my normal hot shower, I opted for a cold one. My body was overheating from the amount of male testosterone I came in contact with in a short period of time. After taking a long shower, my body felt back to normal. I quickly slipped into the change of clothing I brought and headed out. Just as I was leaving, I heard Peter's voice behind me calling my name. I was hoping to get away without running into him.
     
    "Lilly, hold up." I heard him say as I stopped and waited for him to approach me. He must have showered as well, by the way he looked. Even with wet hair, he was gorgeous. And the way he filled out his t-shirt was mouth watering.
     
    “Hey," I said.
     
    "Can we go somewhere and talk?” He asked.
     
    "Um... Sure." I wasn't sure what he had to talk about, but I was curious to find out.
     
    I felt small against him as we began walking down the sidewalk. At some point during our walk, he took hold of my hand and brought it to his lips. Something was going on with him. When I looked up at him, I saw something in his eyes that I'd seen during our little episode in the locker room. There was compassion in them.
     
    As we rounded the corner, my phone began to vibrate. I unzipped my bag and pulled it out. It was an unknown number, the same one that had been calling me for the past week. I had had enough of this caller, without hesitation, I let whoever it was have it. "Listen you piece of shit. I don't know what you want, but quit calling me." When the phone went dead, I threw my phone back in my bag. "Asshole."
     
    Peter stopped and looked over to me. "What the hell was that, Lilly?"
     
    "Some asshole keeps calling me and doesn't say anything. Today was the last straw with him or her. I’ve had enough."
     
    “How long has this been going on?" Peter asked in a commanding tone.
     
    “I don't know. A week, maybe."
     
    I could tell that Peter wasn't happy about the calls I was getting. I could see the change in his expression as it changed from compassionate to tense. I think every vein in his neck was bulging out. As soon as we got to my condo, he asked me for my key. At first I just looked at him, but then he began to snap his fingers like he was waiting for me to hand them over. Instead of fighting with him, I handed them over. I thought he was being a little anal because of a stupid prank call. Leading the way inside, he made certain that I was behind him the whole time as he scanned the living room, then the other rooms. Men and their alpha-male egos.
     
    "Satisfied?" I said, moving away from him to the kitchen.
     
    He didn't say anything, but he knew what I was thinking. I thought only girls tended to roll their eyes. "Do you want a glass of wine or something stronger?" I asked.
     
    “Do you have any beer?" he asked, making himself at home.
     
    "Sure." Even though I wasn't typically a beer drinker, I kept a six pack on hand in case I had any male guests.
     
    I handed Peter his beer and sat in the chair across from him. I could have sat next to him, but the last thing I wanted was to give him the idea that I wanted him. I watched as the open end of the bottle touched his lips. I didn't realize what a turn on it was to watch him take a drink of beer from a bottle. The way his lip pressed against the lip of the bottle had me weak between the knees. Trying hard to compose myself, I took a sip of my wine and then asked nervously, "So what did you want to talk to me about?"
     
    Setting his beer on the small table, he leaned forward and coiled his hands through is thick hair. I knew whatever he had to say was difficult for him. Even though I knew it was a big mistake, I got up and sat next to him and placed my arm around his broad shoulder. I could feel the tension in his body begin to relax.
     
    "This is really hard for me Lilly. I don't even know where to begin," he said, lifting his head and drawing his gaze to me.
     
    There it was again, that look. I could have dived