"It's a wonderful evening, isn't it John?" Gillian said. Her eyes were wandering the horizon as she enjoyed herself."It is wonderful." Said John. He s...t the pipe aside for a moment and folded the newspaper. "It's even more wonderful that I'm sharing it with you."Lights flickered over the mountain tops at the edge of the desert."What is that?" Asked Gillian.John glanced over the top of his newspaper and shrugged. At first the light looked like a very bright, twinkling star, of which there were. No one would know him or me there. We got a few looks when we walked in but that was it. Deshawn ordered a steak and I ordered the same. "You'll need the energy from that steak, because you're coming home with me tonight," I said. Deshawn smiled, "You are one insatiable woman. I like that." We small-talked while we were eating dinner. Even though Deshawn had a rough exterior, he was every bit the gentleman. He knew which fork to use and he ate his dinner very properly. Someone in his life had. "Maybe." She said, and Annie found herself turning a shade of pink. "I used to work at a little diner before I started my adult movie career." Annie said. "Do you regret it?" Clare asked, but Annie didn't really have an answer."Sometimes all the fame, and the publicity gets to you, and the thought of sleeping with some strange person, or a bunch of people is unsettling at first, but eventually you push past it, and tell yourself that even though one person may think of you as nothing more than. And we only met like – five times. That’s it. Five times.”Robbie stopped short.“Five times?”“Yes!” I looked up at him desperately. “So it was nothing. You get it, don’t you?”He didn’t get it. He didn’t speak again until we were inside my apartment. Half of me didn’t want to let him in but he’d shadowed me so closely that it was impossible to shut him out. The door clicked shut. Robbie dragged off his shirt like it irritated him.“I’m being an asshole,” he said. “I’m sorry. I can’t help it.”We.