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I just used to my
advantage.  I know that the distance between us is going to grow wider the
further Court slips but tonight I am going to feel Cait’s body against me and
finally spend one night next to this beautiful woman.  Not thinking about
what pain tomorrow will bring, I slide into bed beside her.  The warmth of
her body eases the tightness in my chest and I pray that somehow tonight won’t
end.

Chapter 15 
    Cait
        
It is not long until I notice he has fallen asleep and I let go of his hand and
roll over to get more comfortable.  I lay here thinking about how
different life could have been if Matt would have said something when we were younger. 
Now I am an almost divorced woman and he is a Marine, neither
of us have roots anywhere and that is how it needs to stay. 
        
I am almost asleep when I feel him roll over.  My stomach turns with
apprehension as I wait for him to settle in the bed.  Even with the layers
of alcohol I can still smell the faint scent of his soap and I close my eyes as
I imagine turning to him and taking in a deep breath . 
Suddenly he has wrapped his arms around me and scooped me closer to him so that
I can feel every inch of our bodies connected.  His head is buried in my
hair and when I try to squirm out it is hopeless.  He is asleep and I am
now wrapped up in him helpless to move and now realizing I don’t want to. 
I take a deep breath and settle into his embrace letting his body warm more
than just my skin.
        
It must be about six in the morning when the sun shines through the blinds to
wake me.  I panic and reach out to see if he is still with me.  My
bed is empty and I relax as I stare at the ceiling and try to figure out where
he could have gone and what he must have thought when he woke up in bed with me
this morning. The consequences of sharing my bed ring loud as I already feel a
loss waking without him.
        
I jump out of bed and realize I am still in the same clothes I wore to the
bar.  I feel disgusting and can’t wait to take a shower.  First
things first, I need a Coke.  At my age I should be drinking coffee like
the rest of the grown ups but I just never could get into the habit and prefer
the sugar over the strong coffee taste.  I run my fingers through my
hair. 
        
When I round the corner into the kitchen I see him standing there, leaning over
on the counter.  His sweat pants hang from his hips and he is not wearing
a shirt.  The sight of him standing there, sweaty from a morning run stops
me dead in my tracks.  He is listening to his iPod as he fiddles with the
coffeemaker. 
        
I pull myself together and make my way to the fridge praying that Court has
remembered my morning need for caffeine.  I open the door and bend down to
look a little further back when I feel his eyes on me.  I glance his way
and make eye contact and he laughs at my disappointment when I do not see my
morning staple in the fridge.  Making an exaggerated angry face I shut the
door.  When I look his way again he is messing with the coffee maker only
his left arm is stretched out beside him sliding something across the
counter. 
        
“Thank heavens,” I sigh as he slides a cold six-pack of Coke to the edge of the
counter where I am standing.
        
“Some things never change Cait.  I remember Court always insisting we had
Coke in the fridge for when you might need it.  Are you ever going to
cross over into the adult world and drink coffee like the rest of us?”  He
smiles as he finds the button that starts the coffee brewing. 
        
“Never,” I say leaning back on the counter.  I put the six-pack into the
fridge and pull one out of the rings for myself. “I am surprised she
remembered.”
        
“Don’t give her too much credit, I stopped and picked them up on the way back
from my run.” As he says this I crack open the Coke and it explodes all over me
and all over the floor.  He is laughing as he says,