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hell, Megan. I also sleep so well when I’m wrapped around your warm little body,” he concedes with a frown. “OK we can share a bed, sometimes, as long as you don’t attempt to seduce me. Is that clear? I’m really serious about this rule. Sex with you feels like a drug and once I’ve taken that drug, there’s no turning back.”
     
    I nod my head and leap up with pleasure to kiss his cheek. “Don’t worry, that wasn’t a sexual kiss. That was simply a thank you kiss.”
     
    He smirks and then holds up an index finger. “You haven’t heard my other conditions.”
     
    “Alright, I can agree to a cessation of our sexual activity. The only problem with your rule Matt is that I fall more deeply in love with you when we hook up. However I think we should try it your way for now. What are your other conditions, Mr. Frazier?” I cross my arms and pout to indicate my frustration with the demand.
     
    “Next, you must continue your psychotherapy and discuss your feelings with me. Perhaps we should also check in with Dr. Stone on occasion. This would be akin to couple’s therapy.” His expression reflects pure determination.
     
    “I have every intention of continuing with therapy. It’s helped me sort out my conflicting needs and put some of my crazies to rest,” I agree with ease. Then I look at Matt to hear the rest of his demands. This one’s a no brainer for me.
     
    “My third condition is that you’ll tell me everything that happened during our year apart. I want no secrets. If we’re to move our relationship ahead, I need to know what you’ve done and where you’ve been.” He looks at me with some trepidation.
     
    “Everything?” I blanch and swallow, hard. I know he’ll react badly to many of my adventures. However I did keep a personal blog about my adventures and encounters so I could share that with him. He notices my facial expression and frowns. I don’t want him reading the blog alone, however.
     
    Now he grabs me by my shoulders and shakes me a bit. “Is it that bad? How many men did you meet?” That bit of info seems to have touched something rather explosive inside of Matt.
     
    “You’ll be quite upset about some of the experiences I’ve had this past year Matt. However, I’ll tell you about them. All of them. That is, when both of us are truly ready to confront them,” I promise. He releases me without incident. “I’ll tell you the good and the bad as I see it,” I add.
     
    At that point, I note that he’s tensing and about to go thermonuclear on me.
     
    “Who did you fuck, Megan?” He’s huffing and pacing around his living room with a tight jaw and both hands fisted at the sides of his body.
     
    I inhale a bit before making a suggestion. “Matt, why don’t we discuss these issues with Dr. Stone? I think we can both use his guidance here.” I’m trembling from head to toe. I know that I need to divert his attention from the competitive pissing contest that he’s about to undertake with what he imagines is his rival. He’s glaring at me with suspicion at the moment.
     
    I use my most assertive tone of voice before I speak again.
     
    “How ‘bout if I start at the beginning of my adventure, like last summer? If you’d like to hear all about it I need to give you some context. That’s my condition, Matt.”
     
    I stand with crossed arms and my head held high. I look him straight in the eyes with a confident expression on my face.
     
    He shakes his head no. “I want to know the worst of it, Megan. How many? How much? How long?”
     
    “That’s just masochistic Matt. Look the bottom line is that I’m here with you. I want you. I need you. You’ve agreed to take me back if I meet your conditions. In order to meet those conditions, I can’t guarantee that you’ll be thrilled with everything I chose to do. However, I needed to explore the options without you. I faced my issues about commitment, OK? Don’t forget you had all kinds of strange