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    “Lilith!” she pretended to be scandalized. “We’ve only been dating a month now. What makes you think that...?”
    “Oh come off it.” I laughed.
    “He’s like a wild animal,” she squealed. “I swear it’s the best sex I’ve ever had.”
    “This is including the sailor you picked up in Panama that time?”
    She looked flustered. “Oh, I forgot about him.... Ok, so it’s a close tie, how’s that?”
    I just laughed. “From what I remember of the sailor story, I’d say that’s pretty damn good.”
    “Of course, I suppose that doesn’t impress someone who’s been sleeping with a werewolf that can make you howl without even taking his pants off,” she retorted.
    I could feel myself blushing to the roots of my hair. I almost denied that we’d been sleeping together, but it was true. We had been sleeping together, just not in the way Kat was implying. So I shut my mouth and just blushed to match my hair.
    “Come to think of it, he didn’t use his mouth either, did he?” she pressed.
    “Nope,” this time my evil smile matched hers as I continued, “and that takes skill.”
    “So, you still plan to do what you said, go on with your lives and see where that takes you?”
    “That’s all I really can do. I have to know what’s going on with Alfred first. What I feel for him is something I can’t leave unfinished. I just have to know. Does that make any sense?”
    “It does, but I think I’d have to know what was in Marco’s pants, too.”
    “You’re so bad.” I snickered.
    “Seriously though, I know what you’re saying. It wouldn’t be fair to yourself or to Alfred to not pursue what you guys had going before he had to leave. I mean, how many years have you known this man?”
    “Fifteen.” I sighed. “I love him, there’s no question about that. I’ve loved him for years, as family. But, lately that’s changed and I need to know what else it might become. After all, good men don’t just fall out of the sky.”
    “I don’t know,” she said seriously, “I dated a paratrooper once.”
    “So, how big are we talking?” I teased. It was about time Kat had a taste of her own medicine.
    “On a scale of what?”
    “On a scale of that guy you went out with in high school or the sailor.” I laughed.
    “He’s on up there, but the sailor’s still got him beat,” she admitted.
    “By how much? We talking only noticeable with a ruler, or the difference in ‘Ooo and ah’?”
    She cackled with laughter before answering, “Oh, it’s noticeable, but he’s still above average by any standard.”
    “You take pictures?”
    “Ok, now I know you’re just being an ass.”
    “You’re right.” I laughed. “I have no interest whatsoever in seeing his naked ass.”
    “Why not? That’s his best feature.”
    Before I left, I assured Kat that I really didn’t want to see naked pictures of her boyfriend. However, she informed me that should I ever get my hands on revealing photos of Marco, “You’d better share.”
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    The next few days passed uneventfully. Sam was good company and I felt safer having him around. When I walked out on the porch that Wednesday Sam had just parked his bike in front of the house. He was dressed in black again and, from his sleeveless t-shirt to his cowboy boots, it looked good on him. I walked down the steps with a smile. “You going my way, stranger?”
    Sam smiled. “I was just about to take a ride. You care to join me?”
    “Sure.”
    I loved motorcycles and roughed up old cowboys who knew how to drive them. As I slid into place behind Sam I wrapped my arms around his waist and asked, “Can I talk to you about something?”
    “I was wonderin’ when you’d ask that.”
    While we drove, I gave Sam the grand tour of my home town along with my life’s story. Since I felt like I could talk to him, I decided to go with that feeling. There were some things I needed to get off my chest, about Marco, and Alfred, and everything else. Besides, Sam