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should be fun u better behave yourself lol. What time r u picking me up?
    I am not promising anything lol. Starts at 7 so say 6:15? What’s your fav flower?
    Typical ;) Perfect see u then. Gerbera Dasies. Why?
    The next text that came through sent my whole body into overdrive.
    You’ll see :) Got a room with 2 beds just in case we r 2 drunk and want 2 stay the night. So u may want to bring a change of clothes just in case. ;)
    The mere thought of Blake getting a room made me think very dirty thoughts. I knew he wasn’t getting it for any other reason than actually sleeping because he made it clear that it was two beds. Still, I couldn’t keep the thoughts out of my mind. As I sat there, playing with my hair, trying to figure out what I would reply back with, there was another chirp from my phone. This time it was Jared. Ugh!
    Hey babe wanted to say I luv u. Good night.
    That was a great way to ruin my mood. I knew I was going to have to break it to him eventually that we were done for good but, for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I decided to lie and texted him back.
    Sleeping, talk to you Sun good night.
    Then I went back to Blake’s message.
    I am not sleeping with u. lol I will bring a change of clothes with me. Thanks for the heads up. See u tomorrow.
    I set my phone on my night stand and turned off the lights. As I was lying there, trying to force the thoughts of a naked Blake from my mind so I could sleep, I heard someone yell “fuck” from the parking lot. I heard a car door slam . That’s strange. I decided to check and see what all of the commotion was about. I got out of bed and started for the window. Before I got there, I heard a car start up and then heard it pulling out, tires squealing, from its’ parking spot. As I pulled back the blinds, I got a glimpse of a black beamer screeching around the corner with its’ lights off. I had never seen that car before and figured one of the single women in my building was having problems with a boyfriend. I went back to bed, closed my eyes, and dreamt about Blake.

    The next morning, I woke up with a dull ache between my thighs from all of the orgasmic dreams I had about Blake. I’ve had plenty of dreams like that before, but they were never as intense or real. I had at least three orgasms’ last night and they did nothing to satisfy the throbbing that was still coming from between my legs. I decided I needed to go for a long run to get these visions out of my head. I didn’t understand why I was having these thoughts about Blake. He was the guy that didn’t do relationships, and I knew that. But, for some reason, I couldn’t stop day dreaming all week about what it would be like to be his.
    I changed into my running shorts, threw on my sports bra, and slipped into my running shoes. After putting my hair up in a pony tail, I grabbed my iPod off of the kitchen counter and headed out the door. Running was my drug. Whenever I was feeling stressed out, sad or just needed to clear my thoughts, I ran. It gave me time to think things through in my head.
    I got down to the trail that I ran on a daily basis, put my ear buds in and hit play on my iPod. “Lose Yourself” by Eminem filled my head as I started down the trail. It was a gorgeous May morning in Colorado and spring was everywhere. Trees were starting to sprout leaves and the wild flowers were starting to bloom in the fields. I could smell the rain in the air from the previous evening. I loved the rain. Something about it was just so romantic and sexy. With the thought of sexy, my mind went right back to Blake. I had been thinking about him ever since the night on the balcony. Something about us changed that night and I could feel it. I have always thought Blake was attractive, you would have to be a completely blind to not think that, but we always had the “friend” rapport. Once he confided in me about his childhood, though, I saw another side of him that took my emotions for him to a