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worry, I promise it’s not that scary.”
    “If you say so.”
    The elevator came to a stop on the fifth floor.
    “I’m a couple doors down,” he said, as we stepped out into the dim hallway.
    “Why is your hallway so dark?”
    “They’re working on fixing the electrical wiring. The lights actually go completely out on occasion. You’d think with this being a new building, we wouldn’t have these kinds of problems...” he sighed and dug in his jeans’ pocket for his keys. Opening his apartment door, he said, “Okay, this is my place, unpacked boxes and all.”
    The newness of it all struck me immediately. Shiny hardwood floors, shiny granite kitchen countertops, shiny stainless steel appliances, shiny crown molding, and, of course, huge shiny windows. And despite the few boxes scattered about, his apartment was damn near perfect. Quite honestly, it was what I wanted for myself.
    I walked over to a window. “Lovely view of a green crane.”
    “You teasing me?” he asked, standing next to me.
    “I have to a little.”
    “Why is that?”
    “Because you have a perfect place. It’s gorgeous. And I was jealous until I saw your view.”
    “Aha, so is this your way of letting me know you’re the jealous kind?”
    “Maybe,” I said, winking.
    He leaned in and tried to kiss me, but I stepped away.
    “I’m not going to make it easy. You’ll need to catch me first,” I said, stepping backward a few steps.
    “Oh, come on. Are you serious?”
    “Dead.” I took off down the hall.
    “Come back here.”
    “Come get me.”
    “Don’t think I won’t.”
    I jumped into his bedroom and closed the door, but before I could lock it, he pushed it open.
    “My apartment isn’t that big, you know. Just the one bedroom and a bathroom. Not many places for you to hide. You’re caught.”
    I started giggling like a little girl. “I’ll scream.”
    “Hmm, okay, go ahead.” He moved closer toward me.
    “I swear it.”
    “All right, do it.” He put his arms around my waist and pulled me close to his chest.
    “Are you going to kiss me?” I asked.
    “Do you want me to?”
    “I think so.”
    “Hmm, maybe I should feed you first? How about I make you a chicken salad sandwich?”
    “How about you kiss me?”
    “You sure?”
    “Yes.”
    And he did. My body tingled and then caught on fire. He was the best kisser I had ever had and, yes, I realized it sounded like a cliché, but it was the truth. I wanted him to take my clothes off and have his way with me right then and there.
    He read my mind because he slowly began to push me toward the bed.
    Oh my God, this was really happening. Reece and I were about to have sex for the first time. And then just like that, my mind went to my undergarments! Shit, what kind of underwear was I wearing? The sexy, bikini type or had I reached for my full, um, feeling-fat underwear this morning? Damn it, I couldn’t remember. Okay, think. What kind of a mood was I in this morning when I was getting dressed?
    Reece unbuttoned my pants.
    Think!
    He started pushing my pants down.
    Shit, woman, think!
    He touched my underwear.
    Ah, yes, I’m wearing my sexy bikini underwear, of course! My thoughts were on Reece this morning. No way would I have reached for fat underwear.
    Pushing my underwear down, he said, “We don’t have to, if you don’t want to.”
    I looked him in the eyes. “I want to.”
    And with that, we both fell into the bed.
    He caressed my body, fondling and kissing my breasts all the while telling me how he couldn’t stop thinking about me, how I was all he talked about, and dreamt about.
    We kissed each other slowly, gently biting each other’s lips and craving each other’s bodies, wanting so desperately to be inside of each other.
    He slowly entered me. I wanted him to stay inside me forever. This was how it was supposed to be. This was not like all the other times. I didn’t feel ashamed. I didn’t feel like trash. He wanted to be with me because I mattered