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make me crazy.” He stops in front of our room and fishes the room key from his pocket. Holding me firmly with his left arm, he slides the key in the door with his free hand. As soon as we enter the room, I hear music playing, the sound of a beautiful voice drifts through the air. He very carefully leans down and places me on the bed. My body is instantaneously hugged by the soft, smooth fabric of the duvet. As soon as my eyes adjust to the dimmed lights I realize he’s already been here tonight. There’s wine chilling on the side table and, beside it, there’s a black box with a white silk ribbon tied around it. He sees that I’ve eyed it and rounds the bed.
    “I have a little something for you.”
    I rise up onto my elbows to get a closer look. I’m confused and, as usual, I’m searching for the right words to say to him. “Why? What is it?”
    He picks the box up and extends his arm out offering it to me. “Because I can. And, if you open it you’ll see.”
    “I don’t know what to say, Brisban.” I take the box hesitantly and sit up.
    “Say nothing. Just open it.”
    I pull the ribbon and remove the lid to the box. All I can see is white tissue paper. Folding the tissue paper back, a shiny silver key is revealed. I stare at it, briefly puzzled, then look back up to him. He sees the confusion on my face and smiles.
    “It’s a key to my condo. I don’t want to bring you to hotels anymore after tonight. I want to have you in my bed, in my home. I know we said we’d wait before going to each other’s place but I think we’ve waited long enough. We’re grown adults and I think we both know what we’re doing here. There’s no reason you can’t come to my place where I can do even more to pleasure you and myself. There’s certain things I can’t do in a hotel room.”
    My face must betray my shock because he reaches out and takes my free hand in his. “It’s okay, Candace. I’m not asking you to move in with me. I’m just asking for you to allow me to have you in my own bed.”
    “I…this…I don’t know what to say,” my words are fumbled and clumsy.
    “Look at me,” he demands, cupping my chin with his large hand. “Get out of that head of yours. What does your body say? Tell me those words.”
    “Thank you.”
    He smiles and leans in to kiss me. As soon as his lips touch mine, all worry melts away. He lingers for a brief moment and pulls away.
    “You’re welcome. Now, let me put this aside so I can do what I’ve wanted to all night long.” He takes the box from my hand and places it on the bedside table. My eyes follow his every movement in awe. He’s too good to be true. I don’t know how to absorb so much happy all at once. I can’t stop smiling and I’m almost embarrassed of myself but, truthfully, I am happy right here, right now, with this man I barely know anything about. All of a sudden I want to know more about him. Something tells me that’s a bad thing. My mind is that something . Screw my mind and its responsible, boring ways. I want this and all the crazy that comes with it. I may regret it eventually but I’ll deal with that if, and when, it happens.
    He taps the side of his head with his forefinger. “You’re in that head of yours again, aren’t you?”
    I roll my eyes playfully. “Yes, I suppose I am. I’m working on that though.”
    He extends a hand out to me. “Come here.”
    I reach out and place my hand in his. He pulls me up with ease. “You have way too much clothing on. Let’s do something to remedy this. I’m certain your mind has no objections to that, right?”
    His eyes are domineering as he looks down at me. His size makes me feel tiny but his words always make me feel empowered. I shake my head. “No, there are zero objections there.”
    He brings a hand down slowly to the back of my skirt where he easily finds the button and zipper. With ease, he unfastens the single button and glides the zipper down. The skirt is snug so it doesn’t fall