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began to pound. In a pool of light from a
nearby street lamp, he turned to see Rose sprinting toward him.
    “Wait up,” she called.
    In her clicky heels it took several seconds for her
to reach him even though she hurried. He ascertained that she was
definitely not wearing a bra. In her haste to reach him she’d left
her coat behind. Her breath made a cloud in her wake.
    “It’s freezing out here,” he said as she drew near.
“Where’s your coat?”
    “I’ll just be a second,” she said. His belly clenched
in pain, his foolish hopes fading. “I have a favor to ask you.”
    “A favor? Sure, name it.” His nonchalance sounded
forced even to him.
    She came up close so that the tips of her breasts
brushed the front of his jacket. Her big brown eyes searched his
face. In the yellow glow of the streetlight her hair appeared
haloed, ethereal. This is how I will remember her , he
thought, looking like some kind of glorious angel .
    “The favor?” he prompted.
    She bit her lip. Then she laid her hand on his chest
and took a big breath.
    “Take me to your bed, Zack. Make me lose control.
Make me forget everything but you.”
     
     

Epilogue
     
    Weak sunlight streamed into his apartment that Sunday
morning. The winter solstice had passed and Christmas loomed. Zack
lounged at the table in his favorite robe, a cup of exotic coffee
in hand.
    At the stove, Rose stirred the Hollandaise and
poached the eggs, just as she had in his fantasies these last six
months. Her soft, naked breasts jiggled and swayed, her hips
undulated, she hummed a tuneless song under her breath as she
worked. Now and then she glanced up and smiled at him, her
beautiful face smooth and rested.
    She should be rested, he thought. They’d been
in bed for three nights and days straight, ever since the trial. Of
course, they hadn’t been sleeping for most of that time.
    He grinned. He wanted to laugh out loud. He wanted to
shout to the heavens and say silly, declarative things about love
and forever. But that could wait a little while. They were still
finding their way back to each other. That they were on the same
path and moving in the same direction was enough for now.
    Rose came toward him, bearing a big white platter
full of wonderful things to eat. Toast points smothered in the
golden sauce, asparagus spears, the perfect eggs, and disks of
crusty ham. She set it down before him on the table. But he quickly
swiveled to one side, pulling her in to park her body between his
knees.
    “Come here, you,” he murmured. “You’re what I want
for my breakfast.”
    “Umm, yummy,” she said.
    Her breasts were at mouth level, the perfect height
for sucking on. He did that now, treating first one rosy nipple and
then the other to a vigorous bath. She threw her head back and
moaned low in her throat, fingers digging into his shoulders. And
then his sly hand strayed down and found its way behind her lacy
apron, invading the dark cleft between her thighs. He heard the
sharp catch of her breath and smelled the perfume of her
arousal.
    “Marry me, Rose,” he said hoarsely.
    He waited for it, the stab of fear that had always
speared him through.
    But it never came.
    “I will, Zack” she said, and kissed him.
     
     
    The End
     
     

     
     
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