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buzzer had gone off as planned, and Scott, still asleep, thumped it off in an automatic move. I had immediately jumped out of bed, knowing tha t if I didn’t I would have easily gone back to sleep, cuddled up to Scott with my head on his chest. I watched him sleep as I quickly dressed, careful not to wake him, then lightly kissed his forehead before turning to leave.
    He suddenly grabbed me around my waist as he had done befo re and pulled me back on to the bed. “What time do you start work?” Hi s voice was husky first thing in the morning.
    “Eight-thirty.” I got up to go again.
    “We’ve got time,” he insisted while brushing his thumb over my nipple .
    “What is it with guys and morning sex?” I retorted, pushing his hand away. “I need time to do my make-up properly.”
    “ You don’t need it; you’re gorgeous without it.” His tongue flicke d at my neck, compelling me to give in.
    Half an hour later, I was finally in my car and on my way home. I got back at a quarter past seven, fifteen minutes later than my normal wake up time, so I showered, dressed, and only had time for a basic make-up, hence my tiredness being so plain to see when I walked in to the office.
    As I sat at my desk, staring at my monitor, I thought of the previous night's events; Scott said he could have sex with me all day every day , and well, I felt the same way about him. And yet I was forced to keep an invisible barrier around myself whenever I was with him, lest my feelings became more than a mere sexual attraction. If he had wanted a girlfriend, it would just make everything so much easier. I knew I would be up to the job. He was sweet and funny, and I felt so comfortable with him. In another life, another situation, he would be perfect. We had even decided to make Wednesday night a regular event. I pro mised to keep it free, and he said he would be sure to keep it as a night off. I just needed to promise myself that I was going to keep my head on the job, so to speak.
     

C HAPTER E IGHT
    “ ABBY! ARE YOU HOME?” It was Saturday morning, and Kate was desperately banging on my door, interrupting a rare attempt at guided meditation. I had been hoping to get into a habit, but it seemed I was not to begin today.
    ”What’s wrong?” I asked anxiously.
    “I’ve got the best news. I just couldn’t wait to tell you because I want you and Scott to come with us.”
    “Huh? Come in. I’ll make some coffee.”
    “I won a trip away for a weekend. For four. At the snowfields. In a cabin. I won it yesterday at work. “
    “Congratulations,” I said, not as excitedly as I meant. She followed me into the kitchen, and I switched on the kettle. "How come it's for four and not two?"
    "My work is very family-oriented," she explained. "Except I don't know how it works when most of them at work have three kids, not two. A few were pretty pissed off that I won."
    "I can imagine," I replied, "but why me... and Scott?"
    “Well, Nathan’s coming, and I wanted another couple. Or at least a sort-of couple.”
    “I don’t know, Kate. It’s a little too… coupley, is that a word? I don’t think Scott would go for it. Why don't you ask Dianne and Simon?”
    “Nathan and I aren’t exactly exclusive ourselves, so it will be more fun this way. Besides, he said he’ll ask Scott... but then again, knowing his memory, it might be better if you ask him.”
    I shook my head and backed away from her. “No. Way. I’m not asking Scott to go away with me for a weekend. It’s too much. He’ll think I’m trying to turn our relationship into more than what it is. You and Nathan are way more of a couple than we are. We don’t even kiss in public.”
    “I’ll do it then.” Kate settled herself down on the couch and picked up my phone. “What’s his number?”
    I looked at the clock. It was just after ten-thirty. “It’s too early; he’l l still be in bed.” I hid my excitement. I honestly did want to spend a weekend away, and it would be