" Okay." So... What happened last night with Mary?" Oh, ah, nothing really. She's very cool though." Did you end up hanging out with her the whole nig...t?" Pretty much. We sat together at the game almost the whole time and then we talked more after the game at the restaurant." Are you going to ask her out?" Yeah, I wouldn't mind taking her on a date somewhere." Did you get her number?" No, but I figured that I could get it the next time I see her. It's not like I don't pass her in the halls at. I just had to get you interested in me." "Oh Brandon!" We lay together, our bodies still sticky from perspiration and our fluids, for a long time, just kissing and holding each other. At some point we both fell into a long sleep. I think I woke up first. I looked at the alarm clock next to the bed and it showed that it was almost 9:00. Sasha was still sleeping next to me, a look of complete peace on her face. I snuck out of the bed and got into the shower. When I returned, Sasha was sitting in. I was to text you when I left court and drive to your house. I was to watch your door and not come in until you texted me. I did as instructed and was waiting outside your place for a few minutes. I saw a young muscular guy leave your house. He was tall, extremely well built and had a very happy look on his face.I received your text almost immediately, so I left the car and entered your apartment. You were laying on the couch and waived me over. You were only wearing a tee shirt and your legs. . and that was enough to mitigate some of the hazards her unconscious mind worried at.She knew he wanted her. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but she knew. She had felt his passion in his kisses, and what he'd done for her in the studio had been for her benefit—not his. At least not for his immediate benefit. That made him different, in her mind, from other men she'd met. Other men had done things for her ... but they always wanted something in return, and they wanted it then and there. Bob.