I wondered how often I wasCarl as we made love.”I wasn’t worried about something developing because Ialso had been playing golf with this ...air of youngblack men. About 26, educated, refined, hunks… bothof them. My own mental wondering had moved far forwardto include these two black men with Jane and me. Bob ismy regular golf partner… we play weekly. Then the twoof them, Roger and Hank, had been paired up with us bythe starter one day. Since that day we have. There was a bit of light in the hall from far street lights. I closed the door. We decided to sleep on the floor hugging each other.I cleared the chair and table. She got drapes from the shelf. I slept on the floor, she just leaned on my chest relaxing muscles. Its 4.20 am, our shift starts again at 6. I kept an alarm for 5.45am. I was gently tapping her back. After 5 minutes she says she wants to sleep on my bare chest.I took my shirt off, don’t expect a chiseled chest. I was tall 6 feet 2. Stacy and I just weren’t a good match for each other, and I kind of knew it, and was afraid to do anything about it, all because of the inevitable questions of who is the next girlfriend, or do I want a roommate, or how does a guy like me live on my own, and I just had no answers to those questions, so I stayed. As more distance grew between Stacy and I, Tina Lee and I got closer, and we even started dreaming bigger, and thinking about the future, and wondering what it would be like to be. I was so ashamed of myself.His fingers lifted my chin and he grinned a crooked smile. "You can't help it. You were attacked and now you're a wolf. Your instincts are going to be jumpy and defensive for a while. No blood, no foul, okay?"Breakfast was excellent. I hadn't had strawberry pancakes in a very long time. I helped myself to a second plateful and washed it all down with Evan's amazing coffee. When we'd stuffed ourselves silly, Evan took a look at my neck."I think the stitches can come.