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us, I never would have agreed to go to dinner.”
    â€œC’mon, baby. I thought you were over all of that. Let it go.”
    â€œI am over it.”
    â€œYou don’t sound like it.”
    She stepped out of her dress and went to hang it in the walk-in closet before proceeding into the bathroom to shower. Kevin was half-heartedly watching the news when she returned.
    She brushed her layered brunette locks back behind her ears and sat down on the bed to continue her nightly regimen, squeezing lotion into her hands and smoothing it on her long, silky legs. “You used to help me with this, remember?”
    Kevin cozied up next to her. He pulled her legs onto his lap, filled his hands with lotion, and absently rubbed it in. “I caught him with something when I went out on the porch earlier.”
    â€œYou’re not gonna let this go, are you?”
    He shook his head and sighed.
    â€œOkay, what was it?”
    â€œI don’t know. It could have been a piece of paper—it could have been something else.”
    â€œLike what?”
    â€œKnowing Tirrell, it was probably a bag of weed.”
    â€œDid you ask him about it?”
    â€œIf it was drugs, he wouldn’t have owned up to it. I just don’t want any shit when it comes to Noonie. I’ll be glad when his ass goes back to North Carolina. Maybe he’ll end up pulling a tour in Iraq or Afghanistan—anywhere but here.”
    â€œStop. You don’t mean that.”
    â€œHe needs to grow up, baby.”
    â€œHe has to find his own way, Kevin. You can’t make him be what you want him to be.”
    â€œI want him to be gone.”
    â€œKevin. You’re not kids anymore. Like it or not, he is your brother.”
    The look in Kevin’s eyes let her know that he was resolute. They turned off the lamps on their respective sides of the bed and Pat wrapped her arm around his hairy chest. She then offered her lips for his kiss.
    â€œGood night.”
    â€œThat’s it,” he sulked.
    â€œI’ve got to get up early. You know all the overtime I’ve had to pull lately.”
    Pat turned her back to Kevin with her rear pressed into his crotch. He was too wound up to sleep. He kissed her shoulder and gently ran his hand up under her nightgown.
    â€œWhat are you doing?” she whispered.
    â€œWhat does it feel like?” he teased, thrusting his erection forward.
    â€œKevin, I gotta get up early.”
    â€œI’m up now.”
    His hand swept over her soft buttocks to the front of her thighs. His fingers made their way under the elastic of her panties and tugged at them until they found what they were searching for. Pat acquiesced, turned over, and opened her legs, allowing him better access. He pressed his mouth onto hers and pulled off his boxers. He then slid her panties off and kissed and sucked a trail down her neck, shoulders, and breasts.
    â€œI can’t be late for work,” she panted.
    â€œI’ll write you a note.”
    He came up on his knees with the head of his penis aimed at its target. His hands gently caressed the supple flesh of her inner thighs as he worked his way downward. Pat gasped and arched her back upward; her nipples were prone for attention. After massaging her clitoris to rapture his nimble fingers glided up her stomach toward the mounds of flesh that eagerly awaited his touch. He didn’t disappoint. His tongue lapped and his lips sucked each one with passion and fervor. Slowly working his hips he pressed into her and she opened up to receive him.
    â€œDamn.”
    After a while he bucked and grunted until the muscles in his backside, thighs, and legs stiffened.
    â€œDamn,” he cried, jerking into orgasm.
    He collapsed onto her, smothering her with kisses until they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
    Tirrell and his issues were no longer of paramount concern.

5
    Tirrell’s repeated attempts to call Tasha went unanswered. He