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days?” I cross the threshold and come inside his place. There’s crap everywhere, when I turn around to look at him he’s got his arms full of clothes and a couple of empty beer bottles in his hand.
    “I took some stuff and I have been sleeping it off, pretty much.” He shrugs his shoulders like it’s no big deal.
    “Sooo, you drugged yourself in order to slip into oblivion for who knows how long? And you think that’s ok? We will talk about this later… right now you need a shower – you have some skunky smell going on…” I grab the clothes and the bottles from his hands and arms and start pushing him towards his room…
    “Oh, Dear God! It’s worse over here… Smells like something rotten died in this room… Get in the shower, I’m going to air it out.” I start to crack open the windows.
    “Can you put these in the dirty laundry, please?” He starts to pull down his flannel pants and stands in front of me almost naked if not for his undies. I already know he’s shameless!  But then I hear myself inhale a huge gasp of air as I take notice of his muscled body…and the rippled abdominal ‘V.’ Lord, help me! The asshole notices my reaction and he chuckles. Chuckles! My bad mood immediately evaporates because I can’t even think of the last time I heard him laugh. I turn around so I’d stop staring, and get busy pulling the bed sheets off. One last peek at his natural tanned back, and I smile. He chuckled. There is hope for him yet.
    I move from the bedroom to the living room, which looks a lot more presentable without stuff scattered everywhere. I also start the laundry and spray some room deodorizer to mask some of the funky smell that’s still hovering around the place. I hear Traxx come out of his bathroom and a few minutes later walk into the living room. I hand him a bottle of cold water.
    “Thanks. The place looks so much better.” He says to me. He is wearing gym shorts, a muscle shirt and running shoes.
    I smile at him. “How did you know what to wear?”
    “I saw what you were wearing. I figured you were coming to either make me run or go to the gym.” He’s still showing me the ‘I don’t give a shit’ attitude, but I press on.
    “Which one do you prefer?”
    “Let’s go to the gym. I’m not ready to start running. Maybe we can warm up with some exercises and then take a run.”
    I look at him incredulously. “Well, I must say that I’m surprised that you are so complacent. I’m so not used to this side of you, Traxx.”
    “Let’s just say I know how you girls can be. Too headstrong when you get your mind set on something. I don’t have the energy to deal with that right now.” I see a hint of a crooked smile start to show on his handsome face.
    “You’ve got that right, ‘cause I wasn’t going to put up with your bullshit today.” I raise my eyebrows at him. “Now, start moving.” I start pushing him gently towards the door.
    “Hey! You are manhandling me!” He says in a girly voice with a sarcastic tone.
    “Don’t make me show you manhandle, I may be shorter than you but I can still take you!”
    “Hmm… That sounds good! Promise?”
    “Ugh! You are impossible today!” I look like I’m aggravated but in reality, I’m super happy that he is finally in a good mood.
    We reach the car and after he gets in he pushes the seat all the way back. I forgot he’s got some long legs. “Do you have enough leg room?” I ask him.
    “Yeah, it’ll do.” He suddenly gets serious. “Thanks.” He says to me in almost a whisper. I nod back at him. There’s no need to say anything else. I know why he’s thankful. Which means that what I’m doing is right, for now, at least.
     

Traxx
    Seeing her in front of my door was like smelling sunshine in the early morning. Even though the sun is setting and night is approaching - even after everything that has been going on in my life - she still has that effect on me. As we walk to her car I realize that when I see