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When she was done, she came over and we finished the session like nothing had happened. I hoped that she had forgiven me, but we didn’t talk about it. Abigail told me as I was leaving that she would come by this evening if I wasn’t going to be busy. I wasn’t and I told her so.

“Good, maybe we won’t have any interruptions this next time. I don’t know if I can go through all that again for no happy ending.” Abigail’s tone made me realize that she was only half-joking.

“Nothing could stop it,” I assured her. I meant it too.

13

Abigail

Icame out from the session with Jason, and I was all out of sorts. Dana cocked her brow up at me, but I ignored it and her. I wasn’t going to feel weird about what I’d just done in there. I refused. I felt amazing, Jason was amazing, and I wasn’t going to feel bad about it. Granted, I had no idea what I was doing when it came to Jason, but I didn’t think it mattered all that much. He was high, then low, and I understood his explanation far more than I would have liked to. I knew at once what he was trying to say.

I’d agreed to go to his place, offered it even, because I knew how badly I wanted him. When he had apologized, then touched me the way he had, I lost it right there. It had been hard and fast, throwing me out of sorts. I really liked Jason, even when it was so confusing.

“Do you want to go out with me tonight? I was thinking dancing and a few drinks?”

I agreed that it sounded fun, but I knew that I had a lot more fun waiting for me at Jason’s. I wasn’t going to be able to get out of it and I didn’t want to. We were finally going to finish what we’d started. That was all I wanted. “No, I think I am going with someone tonight.”

Dana asked if it was going to be Jason, and I knew that there wasn’t much I could do about it. She knew, so I admitted it.

“Yeah.”

“I thought you said that he had a temper that you couldn’t deal with.”

I shrugged. “I was wrong. He has a temper, but I understand why he does, so it really isn’t that hard to understand him. I get him now, so it is a lot better.”

“You really should fix your hair before the next patient comes in.”

I felt my hair and I could feel it was out of sorts. When I got to the mirror, I gasped, and she just shook her head. “I can see why you want to make the best of it. He is hot and apparently gets you going. Does he have a friend?”

I shrugged because I didn’t know. I did tell her that I would keep a lookout and I meant it. I wanted there to be a reason that the two of us could go on. I wanted there to be something special about us that made us different. We were exactly what the other one needed and since I never thought I would be “it” for anyone, I liked the feeling a lot, even if it didn’t all the way make sense. Did it really have to?

Later that evening when I got home from work, I took a shower and got ready carefully. Third time was the charm, right? I said the words out loud, and it sounded strange, even to my own ears. I wondered how it was all going to turn out. Was it going to end the same way that it had three times before? I hoped not. I wanted this time to be different.

I got to his place about the same time again and when I knocked, he answered in just a moment. That relaxed me a little bit, but it didn’t last very long. I wasn’t relaxed after realizing that he already had his shirt off and there was only a pair of shorts on down below. His body stopped me in my tracks. It was bad enough to feel all of the hard rigids pushed up against me. It was another thing altogether to see him without his shirt on. My mouth was dry, and he asked me if I was coming in.

I agreed that I was and before I could stop myself, I told him that he looked good. He chuckled. “You like? I was just about to switch the air on. I was cooking and it got hot in here.”

“Uh huh.” I couldn’t say much more, and he just chuckled so I had to guess that he was used to women falling all over him. Just because he was blind now, didn’t mean that he hadn’t done enough of that in the past.

He offered me a drink and I took it, drinking more than I should have in one gulp, because I really just didn’t know what to say or do. I was lost in the moment, and I didn’t know where I was supposed to go from here. I was still thinking about him touching me before in the room and how good it had felt. I had come all over, and I wanted to do that again.

“Are you hungry?” Jason wanted to know.

“Not really.”

There was silence and then he grinned. “What would you like to do?”

“We could watch a movie?”

He scoffed, “Is that what you want?”

I disagreed. “No, I want to finish what we started the other day. That’s what I really want to do.”

That was all the answer that he needed. He moved close and took my face in his hands. He kissed me so delicately and then pushed the limit as his tongue pursued more. He was kissing me in a way that was so full body. I didn’t know what to think of how he made me feel. I tried my best to figure out what happened next, but I didn’t need to wait long. Jason was moving me back toward the bedroom or at least that was where I thought we were going. He had the sweetest look on his face when he looked at me. He couldn’t see me looking, but I think I was falling in love with him in that moment. I was all over him in seconds.

The bedroom was there, and I could feel the bed against my back. It was soft and there was something about the way it sprang back when I sat down. Jason was quickly on top of me, moving me further up on the bed so I wasn’t hanging over with my legs.

“Now I know right where you are. In the bedroom is the only place that I am used to not seeing.”

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