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those mesmerizing Mediterranean-blue eyes. She didn’t even notice her mother leave. She was a moth to a flame, entranced by the light emanating from the little boy who smiled at her as if she were the most special girl in the world.
    When she reached him, she just stood there like a statue. He stood up and told her his name was Alex. He asked Leah her name twice before she finally found her voice again and responded. He said her name slowly a few times until he could pronounce it perfectly. Once he got it, he showed Leah where to put her little bag in the cubby with his, and then he handed her some blocks and they stacked them on top of each other until they fell down. They built it again and again until the teacher told them it was nap time. They laid down next to each other and at that moment Leah had realized she would never forget this boy with kind eyes and a warm, gentle smile.
    Even though she had just been three and most of her memories from this age had been erased with time, she would never forget the face of that four-year-old boy, as he was permanently etched in her soul. He would always be a part of her and, for eighteen years, good and bad, he’d been her constant.
    She loved him even more now, which was why this addiction hurt so deeply. It was pulling him away from her, away from each other. She knew in time this could only end in one tragic way. She would end up burying Alex and burying her heart with him.
    She didn’t want to think of that now. She just wanted to live in the present. At this moment, he was her Alex. The drug wasn’t in control.
    He hadn’t even finished half his food, but Leah was too impatient to wait. She grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bedroom. They both laughed at her unabashed enthusiasm.
    “I never made love to a college grad before,” he teased.
    Leah tried to smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. She couldn’t help but wonder if in one of his dark moments, he’d taken comfort in the arms of another woman. When she refused to give him money to waste on drugs, did he barter his beauty for it?
    As always, he knew exactly what was on her mind. “Only you, Leah. I’ve never touched another and I never will. You were my first and you will be my last.”
    Leah wanted desperately to believe him, but she knew as much as he meant those words now, they would mean nothing when the craving controlled him.
    His words were true for her, though. He was her first and he would be her last. She couldn’t imagine touching anyone else or being touched by anyone else. It was his hands she craved. His body she needed.
    No more worrying about tomorrow. Leah was determined to enjoy this time with him. “Since this is your first time with a college grad, should I leave on my cap and gown?”
    Alex shook his head. “No. I want to see all of you. Every ounce of your perfect skin.”
    Leah slowly removed her gown before slipping out of the sundress she wore underneath. She taunted Alex as he watched her with brazen desire. “When you look at me like that, I feel stunning even though compared to you I look rather ordinary.”
    “You always look extraordinary. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. You would know that there is no one more beautiful.”
    Leah blushed. “I think it’s time for a new eye exam. You finally need glasses.”
    “I see perfectly. I see that right now, you still have too much clothing on that perfect body. Take it off Leah. All of it,” he demanded, igniting a passion in Leah only he could inflame.
    Alex had seen her naked countless times, but she still felt shy around him and somewhat insecure about her figure. She wasn’t as voluptuous as some women, but her body always seemed to mold perfectly to his and he never complained about any aspect of her. Feeling a renewed confidence, she stood there shamelessly naked in front of him.
    He slowly walked over to her, removing his t-shirt and unveiling his sexy chest. It was no longer as sculpted as it had