Excitement surged in her belly and she realized she was moving her body to his rhythm. She gritted her teeth and stilled her motion, but Art's hand sl...d past hers and his fingers curled under her ass. She held her breath while he squeezed, closing her fingers around his wrist. He worked his palm around her asscheek and his fingertips probed into her crack. She wrenched her hips convulsively, enraged at the explosion of excitement the act had produced in her."No! NO! Stop that, Art! Goddamn it,. Someone told him she died of a heroin overdose. He had been at the hospice for only a few weeks, waiting to die from a malignant brain tumor. His diagnosis was confirmed at the Edmonton healing center where he was rescued."They said that two men wearing hospital scrubs and masks took them from their beds late at night. They were separated shortly afterwards. Both said they were drugged to keep them quiet, and threatened with beatings if they said anything while being interviewed at the healing. I'm your ex and coworker now, and I don't care if no one else is even on this floor now. Show me some respect!" I yelled, hitting the wall."I'm sorry," he apologized, peeking away. "You're right, yes, you are, but shit," he let out, placing his hands up. "I remember our night in Philly like it was yesterday, we went out to that nice restaurant, got a hotel, ordered wine from room service, and..." I wore that sexy red lingerie, and we had sex," I finished for him, before peeking at him. "You. Because I did fall in love with you, Tammy. I think I'll always love you. And it kills me that you won't believe that now, and it kills me that I did this myself."She didn't say anything. She still wasn't looking at me, staring out into space.But her hand was still lightly resting on mine. And at least I got it all out.After a minute, she said, "The paramedics are here." Good," I said. "Tammy? Thanks for staying."She looked down at me with a hint of a smile. "I couldn't leave." When you get to.