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leash so I can take him for a quick
walk.  I don’t see one.  When he takes off in the direction of what I assume is
the kitchen, I follow.  As I enter the kitchen, I see him looking at me before
he exits through a dog door that is at the base of the kitchen door.
    Well, I guess he doesn’t need to be walked then.
    I locate a broom and dustpan to sweep up the broken glass
from the side table that Olivia fell into earlier.  Before we left for the
hospital, I covered the broken glass with a couple of towels so her dog
wouldn’t cut himself.  
    After that is taken care of, I go outside to grab my gym
bag.  Back in the house, I go back to the kitchen to see if Chewy is back
inside and just as I enter, he climbs through the dog door.  I follow him as he
leaves the kitchen and goes down the hall.  He enters one of the open doors and
I see it is a spare bedroom.   I watch him go over to a dog bed in the corner
and settle in. 
    I enter Olivia’s bedroom and head towards her bathroom for a
quick shower.  I instinctively glance towards the bed and it’s empty.  I bump
into her she exits the bathroom. 
    “I needed to brush my teeth,” she says quietly.  “I left an
unopened tooth brush for you on the counter.”
    I smile down at her. 
    “Thank you - once I finish up in here,” I nod towards the
bathroom, “I’m going to crash in your spare bedroom.”
    “Oh,” she says if she is surprised.  She starts to fidget
while biting her bottom lip.  “I thought you were going to sleep in here…with
me.”
    This girl is full of surprises.
    “Is that what you want?”
    She nods again.
    “Okay then, I’ll sleep in here with you.  Why don’t you go
ahead and get in bed - I will be out soon.”
    I watch her walk to the bed, climb in and curl up in the
middle of her king-sized bed.  Her choosing to settle in the middle of the bed,
rather than choosing a side, tells me something.
    She doesn’t share her bed regularly with anyone.
    I quickly shower and brush my teeth, pulling on a pair of
basketball shorts before I walk back into Olivia’s bedroom.  As I approach the
bed, I can tell she is asleep.  I turn off the nightstand lamp before sliding
into her bed.  I will myself not to pull her into my arms as I drift off to
sleep.
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    Olivia
    A dull throbbing pain in my arm wakes me.  It takes me a few
minutes to gather my bearings and remember the night before.  I hesitantly
reach behind me and come into contact with a hard and warm body. 
    It wasn’t a dream.
    Carefully, I ease myself into a sitting position and scoot
to the side of the bed, determined to find some ibuprofen for my arm. 
    “Olivia?”  A deep rumbling voice - thick and laced with
sleep - calls out softly to me. 
    I don’t say anything, I just sort of freeze up.  I have
never had a guy in mybed before.  The last time I was in bed with a
guy, it was with my ex-boyfriend and that was four long years ago.  My
ex-boyfriend insisted that our ‘sleepovers’ (that is what he called it when we
had sex) occur at his house. We never had ‘sleepovers’ at my house. 
Furthermore, before my ex-boyfriend, I always had sex at the guy’s house –
never my house.
    Granted, Isaac and I did not have sex, but he is in my bed. 
As the fog in my head clears some more, I am remembering that I asked him to
stay and to sleep in my bed with me.  I have no idea what I am supposed to do. 
It’s not as if this is the awkward morning after; no, this is the awkward
middle of the night after my clumsy ass tripped over my own feet and fell into
a glass table, which ended with him taking me to the emergency room kind of
awkward.
    Before I can really panic, I feel him move to sit behind
me.  He wraps me in his arms, while his thighs rest on the outside of mine. 
His body is so warm and hard.  I hold myself still, but what I really want to
do is lean back into him. 
    “Are you okay Baby Girl?”  His warm breath wafts over