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concentrate on her tits bouncing up and down when they were right in my face, yet if I closed my eyes, even just to blink, I saw Paige’s blue eyes staring at me.  I could almost taste her lust, feel her wetness coating me, but then it would be all over and I would be staring at plain brown eyes.  It took longer to finish than usual, but what in the hell did I care?  I got mine, I was pretty sure the chick got hers, and when it was all said and done, she even knew the score and got dressed in record time.
    “I’d offer you my number in case you wanted to do this again, but we both know this was a one-time thing so thanks.”
    I smiled, liking that.  I put on some shorts and walked her out.  What could I say, I was a nice guy.  I was too busy trying to be quiet, Lord knows why – it was not as if we were keeping things down a few minutes before - to notice that the TV was on and there was the little mouse on the couch.
    It was only after I had locked the door and turned that I saw Paige cuddling one of the throw pillows.  She truly looked like a little girl, and for the second time in a very short time, I felt like a real bastard.  I hadn’t ever looked down on myself, not since I was a kid.  My dad sure did, but I didn’t give a rat’s ass about what anyone thought. Yet here was Paige, the girl who was killing my life, and I was feeling like a fucking jerk.
    I didn’t feel like this when she was awake and near me.  I wanted to punch a hole through the wall when she was around, but here, sleeping as she was, I wanted to tell her everything would be all right, even though I knew it wouldn’t be.  I felt like I was in some Lifetime movie bullshit my mom used to make me watch when I was a kid.  She would use it as a form of punishment, but I think she really just wanted to spend some extra time with me when I wasn’t running around trying to stab imaginary bad guys.  And here I was, a bystander to this charade Paige got us into, yet I was still the bad guy.
    I took the blanket that had fallen off her shoulders and gently lifted it up higher to cover her.  She shivered momentarily before she sighed in her sleep and snuggled closer to the pillow.  She didn’t stir and I was thankful for that because I knew as much as I didn’t hate her right now, the minute she woke up, I would.
    “You didn’t let me say it before,” I whispered so low I wasn’t even sure I could hear myself.  “I’m sorry, Paige.”  I stared at her peaceful face for another minute before I headed upstairs and fell into a dreamless sleep, wishing the morning wouldn’t come too soon.

Five
    Paige
    The next few months were pretty much the same with regards to my interaction with Enzo.  I’d hide from him when I could and see him when I had to. He’d grunt at me, sometimes say my name, but mostly with a scowl on his face, and very rarely, he’d look pleased to see me. Those times scared me the most.  It was like a Mona Lisa smile – the “I know something you don’t know” type thing.  What could he possibly know about me that I didn’t?  What was he going to do that I had to be prepared for?
    I saw my parents a few times, but my dad was mostly quiet while my mom decided to live in a little bubble and ignore the fact that I wasn’t happy.  She went on and on about how wonderful married life was and how great things were going to be.  I knew it was her way of coping, but it didn’t help me all that much.
    Nora was the one who got me out of my funk.
    “Leave him.” She attacked the minute I saw her for the first time in months.  We had met at a coffee shop when she had come back from school for the weekend.
    “I can’t.”
    “Look at you.  You don’t shine.”
    “I never outshined you,” I tried to tease, even though it was sort of the truth.
    “Paige!” she hissed.  “I don’t want to hear that bullshit out of your mouth.”
    “What? It’s true,” I responded innocently.
    “I don’t care if it