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close my eyes on a sigh and let him win the
fight happily. As he plays me like one of his guitars, I see stars
behind my eyelids. He strums over me, hitting the perfect cords
until I’m clutching his head and moaning my ecstasy. Danny rises
slowly, and my core clenches at the sheen on his lips. He catches
my lips on the way up, since he towers over me. When his tongue
rubs with mine I suck it into my mouth, tasting myself and getting
aroused all over again.
    “Dinner’s soon, babygirl. I just wanted to
take the edge off for you, we’ll finish this later.”
    I pull back to see he’s actually serious, so
I throw a pouty lip at him, but have to duck fast as he snaps those
straight teeth at me like he’s going to bite it off. I giggle all
the way into my closet.
    Danny follows me to lean against the door,
tracking every move I make with his eyes. I stop with my bra on one
shoulder. “Are you sure you don’t want to take me on this bench?” I
ask, pointing to the low lying narrow bench at the side of the
room. “It can be quick.”
    He sighs deeply and runs his hands over his
face. “No,” he mumbles. Pushing away from the door, he says more
firmly, “No. The family’s waiting, Ollie’s going to get cranky
soon. We’ll have time tonight. I love you.”
    I smile at his back as he leaves. “I love you
more.”
    “No.”
    “Yes,” I say to the closed door.
    “I can’t hear you!” he says from the other
side. I consider yelling back to him, but just laugh instead.

Chapter 4
    The call comes in the middle of the night,
after an exhausting night of mixed drinks, salsa dancing, family
and friends, not to mention what happened after the baby was
asleep.
    “’Lo?” I force one eye open when I don’t hear
anything and the buzzing doesn’t stop. I press another button.
“Hello?” I croak.
    “Hello ma’am, this is Call Hope call center.
I was told to call you if a certain woman contacted us.”
    I sit up quickly and turn on the lamp beside
the bed. Danny mumbles and grumbles in his sleep, but I just put
him over away from the light. “Dominique?”
    “Yes ma’am. She called about five minutes
ago. She wanted to relay that she will be at the Target in Yves
tomorrow at noon. It’s her lunch break at school and she walks
there.”
    “Thank you for telling me. I’ll be
there.”
    “Goodnight ma’am.”
     
    The next day I force myself to grab drinks
from the coffee shop and a slice of pizza. I sit at the small bar
so that I’m facing the baristas and wait. I see Dominique the
second she rounds the corner. Her braids sway with her movements
along her back. She wears an oversized sweatshirt, and if I hadn’t
seen her before then I would never guess she was about to have a
baby. I watch her eyes scan the room until they land on mine. I
force my face into a slight smile, knowing that strong emotions
will terrify her into leaving.
    She climbs onto the stool with a roll that
reminds me again of her baby and the challenge of such high stools.
“I’m sorry, we can get a table if you want. I didn’t consider your
condition when I chose these seats. I just thought it would be
easier for you to not have to worry about being seen with me,” I
say, sliding over the food and hot chocolate.
    “It’s fine. Thank you for the food. I can pay
you back.”
    I wave her offer away and follow her lead to
facing forward. I read different coffee choices for a few minutes
as Dominique eats. Judging from how fast she’s eating I regret not
getting more pizza. I get the attention of a barista as she passes
and order a slice of carrot cake and milk. When they’re delivered I
slide those over too.
    “Carrot in a cake?” Dominique asks
skeptically.
    “With cream cheese frosting. It’s amazing.” I
push the plate closer to her.
    She pushes it back toward me. “Why don’t you
eat it?”
    I nudge it back. “I already ate, and I got it
for you.”
    Finally the girl cuts a tiny piece off, but
it doesn’t take her long to