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can remember. Thank you.”
     
    Mike smiles. “So have I. So, thank you for suggesting it.”
     
    I look at the sheet, unsure of how to ask what I want to know. “What happens after the eight weeks?”
     
    “I will be deployed. Then, I will return to Bragg.”
     
    “That’s what I thought,” I say and I can’t keep the sadness out of my voice.
     
    “Hey, it’s okay,” Mike says. “We’ve still got seven weeks to go. A lot can happen in that length of time.”
     
    I look up and meet his eyes. “I know. But…I’ve only known you a week and I already think I’m going to miss you.”
     
    “Or you may find out you are glad I’m gone.”
     
    I smile softly. “Maybe. But somehow I doubt it.”
     
    “Let’s not worry about what we can’t change and just enjoy the time we have together, okay?” Mike says before he leans over and gives me a tender kiss.
     
    I smile again. “Don’t worry, Mike. I wasn’t trying to tie you down. I’m not trying to get you to commit to anything.”
     
    “That’s not what I mean.”
     
    “I know. I’m just all mixed up inside,” I say before I grin at him and lean in closer. “I think all the orgasms you have been giving me have short-circuited my brain,” I say softly.
     
    Mike snickers. “Is that a good thing?”
     
    “It’s a very good thing.”
     

 
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
    We hang out at the park until I announce that we have to leave, especially if Mike wants me to cook for him. He offers to take us out, but I want to cook for him.
     
    Back home I throw together a quick stuffed pasta dish. I use some stuffed shells I have in the freezer and make garlic bread. While I get dinner prepared, Mike runs to the local market and returns with a bottle of wine and a movie from the vending machine outside. I don’t know that much about wine and we have to drink it out of regular glasses, but it makes this dinner even more special.
     
    After dinner, Mike helps me clear the table and load the dishwasher before we watch the movie. The movie isn’t that great, but I don’t care. I think so long as I am sitting next to Mike I could watch paint dry and be perfectly happy. We talk softly during the movie, our comfort level with each other growing. I find out that for thirteen days out of the year Mike and I are the same age before he becomes a year older than me again. I tell Mike how I am attending night school, trying to earn my college degree in finance. Mike tells me how he had planned to take over the family farm before his brother’s accident and how much he misses working the land.
     
    The more we talk, the more I find out about Mike and the more I like him. He is a far better man than most. Apparently, he holds no bitter grudge against the way his family has treated him. I don’t believe I could say the same, if our roles were reversed. As we talk, I can’t keep my hands off of him. My need to touch him is undeniable and growing. I finally give up touching him with only my fingers and move to sit in his lap, facing him.
     
    “I can’t believe I’m saying this after this morning, but I want you,” I whisper.
     
    Mike smiles, as he looks into my eyes. “You’re insatiable,” he teases.
     
    “I wasn’t. Until I met you.”
     
    “I’ll try to do a better job then.”
     
    I smile. “That isn’t the problem. I just didn’t know how good it could be. Until now.”
     
    Mike smiles and kisses me lightly on the lips, as his hands explore my back.
     
    “Mike, tell me something honestly. Why did you come up to me Friday?”
     
    “What?” Mike asks in confusion.
     
    “Of the four of us sitting at the table, why did you pick me?”
     
    “Because you were the most beautiful woman there.”
     
    “Bullshit.”
     
    Mike smiles. “No. Really. The other three, they were trying too hard. Yes, the redhead, Beverly was it? She’s got a killer body. The Asian, she should be a model. But they were…I don’t know how to describe it. They were