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he touched me, and I arched my back to press toward him. My breasts were becoming sensitive to the touch, and my nipples ached to feel him graze his fingertips across them.  

    Slowly his fingers drifted down my neck and across the exposed tops of my breasts, and I couldn't recall having this much fun in a long, long time. We pulled apart slightly, and he looked down at his fingertips as they traced every so slowly in circles down, down inching toward my nipples.

    Suddenly I heard a loud cough, and when I looked up, Jake was standing on the dune, waving a gun at us. And crying.  

    Shit.

The shot missed us, and I looked over my shoulder as it whizzed past us.

    "Jake, put that down." I shouted

    "No, I want you to come with me, you don't belong with him."

    "I'll get him," whispered Drew, "you wait here."  

    "NO!" I shouted as Drew moved forward slowly in the sand heading for the dune Jake was perched on. Jake lifted his gun and shot again. This time it was a direct hit, and Drew fell to the ground as a stain spread on his shirt. It was yellow.  

    "Paintballs?" Drew gasped. "He's shooting us with paintballs?"

    "I'm not the least bit surprised" I said as I knelt by him. "You're gonna have a bruise. I didn't think he'd really shoot anyone."

    "Well technically, he didn't. Where is he?" Drew sat up rubbing his chest underneath his shirt"Damn, that hurt. He's a jerk, you know that?"

    "Yep, I do. He's gone. We should get you some fresh clothes. And ice for the bruise." I sighed, "I'm sorry. He's such a dope. He must have followed us here, I wish he'd go home, this is ridiculous."

    Drew drove to his condo so he could change. I couldn't help but watch the road for that clown I almost married. This was getting ridiculous.  

    Drew's condo was on the edge of the hotel property, it was a typical three story with a garage underneath. The front door opened to an entry way and living room, with a set of stairs leading to the dining area. The rooms were furnished in similar colors to the suite I had been in. They were also full of toys. Kid's toys. Well, that was unexpected.  

    "Oh," he said, seeing my face "don't mind the debris. My step-sisters kids hang out here kind of a lot. She sorta lives here some of the time."

    "Sorta?" I said, looking around.  

    "Well, mostly. She's divorced and doesn't always have her act together. So, I help her out, and she does help out with the place. It's a good deal, really. Except for looking like the toy store threw up most of the time."

    He was hot, he liked kids, apparently. He was good to his family, and he was still speaking to me after my ex shot him with a paintball gun. This right here was a good man.

    "I'll be out in just a minute. So, do you have any thoughts about why this guy is chasing you down this way? I mean I get that he thought you were getting married, but it seems like he's not taking the hint all that well that you decided against it?"

    "You know, I don't really get it. He's kind of a big man around our little town, his family has a business, they're pretty well off. It's not like no one else would be interested in him. Well, probably. My little slide show might have put some of them off, I guess."

    "Do I know this? What did you do exactly?"

    "I took pictures of him leaving bars with various women and showed them to our wedding guests as I walked down the aisle."

    Drew laughed, "And you seemed so sweet, too. Remind me to stay on your good side."

    "It's simple really, I just can't stand liars."

    Drew came out of his room wearing a freshly laundered shirt. He stepped toward me and pulled me tightly against him. "I think we were interrupted earlier," he said as he lowered his lips to mine. His hand on my back was firm and sure, and the warmth from the touch of his lips spread down my spine and around and back up again. My knees went weak as he kissed me tenderly, then with more urgency. His hand found its way to the back of my head and he pulled me closer,