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somebody 5’2”, that is a lot. Stop. There is nothing that can be done about it. Ryan is out there waiting.
    I came back out, and Ryan stood up, expectantly. I smiled nervously. My nerves were back. “Uh, come on back.”
    “Thanks for accommodating me on such short notice.”
    “Don’t be silly. I’m thrilled to have you.”
    We lay down on the bed, fully clothed, on top of the covers. Ryan lay behind me, one arm wrapped tightly around my waist, his free hand gently stroking my hair. “Mmmm, this feels nice,” he said. “Really nice.” He reached his face around and kissed me gently on the mouth with little feathery kisses. I immediately felt his erection after the kiss, through his pants, even though his pants were somewhat loose, as they were suit trousers. He self-consciously turned his body slightly so that his lower half was no longer pressed up against me. “Sorry about that,” he said.
    I lay there quietly, afraid to speak. I hoped that he thought that I had just magically fallen asleep. I didn’t want him to feel embarrassed.
    He just lay there next to me, his lower half facing the ceiling, his torso still pressed up against me, his fingers still stroking my hair, his other arm still wrapped tightly around me. “Beautiful hair,” he purred. “I’ve always loved redheads.” His lower half remained facing the ceiling. I could feel his breathing, could feel his heart pounding. When he kissed me, his breath tasted of Dewar’s. He smelled of a very faint cologne. My breath was catching, and I was trembling. His hands never explored my body. I could tell that he was trying very hard to be a gentleman, but I really wanted his hands to explore my breasts and my private parts. I wanted his kisses on my thighs, back, neck. But we both were trying to behave. With any luck, there’ll be plenty of time for that in the future.
    Still, it was nice to know that I turn him on. The evidence was certainly there. I fell asleep with Ryan wrapped around me, except his lower body.
    I had never felt so safe.
     

Chapter Eight
    The next morning, I woke up fairly early. Ryan’s entire body was now wrapped around me. He was still sleeping soundly. I attempted to extricate myself, as I had to use the bathroom, but, when I tried, Ryan held on tighter. He was mumbling. “Stop, stop, daddy. Daddy, please.” I didn’t quite know what to do. What was he dreaming?
    This guy was becoming ever more complicated. But I knew that I was at least starting to fall for him, and not because of his beauty and apparent wealth. I was falling for him more for his kindness.
    He woke with a start, looking at me, not quite seeing me. Then he plopped back down on the bed, pulling the covers around him, facing the wall. I seized the opportunity to use the bathroom at that point. I then tiptoed into the kitchen. Might as well tidy up while he sleeps.
    As it turned out, I only had about a half hour to get my dishes in the dishwasher, the kitty litter changed, and my bag of wine bottles, with the old kitty litter mixed in, hauled out to the dumpster. So much for the recycling dream. I’ll start again with the next batch of wine bottles.
    Ryan appeared, still fully clothed.
    “Hey,” I greeted him, Ajax coating the kitchen sink, and me scrubbing it diligently. My dishes were now in the dishwasher, which was humming quietly.
    “Hey.” He looked beautiful, more than ever, because he now had a look of vulnerability. “I’m sorry about last night.”
    I looked at him. Sorry about what? I hope he wasn’t apologizing for his erection. Probably not, he is probably apologizing for coming over so late. “Um, don’t worry about it.” That covered anything that he would be apologizing for.
    “No, no. I was pretty shitty, coming over here in the middle of the night.”
    I smiled. “Better late than never.”
    “I, I should have called you.”
    “Please, don’t mention it.” I looked in my fridge and found some turkey bacon. I also had some