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    When I insisted, he pulled off his shirt. I swa l lowed hard at the sight of him bare to the waist. I found his hard, muscular arms and chest captivating, as he stood shirtless before me. I tried to tear my gaze from the outline of his magnificent form, but I couldn’t. And a knowing grin covered his devilishly handsome face as he caught me staring.
    Suddenly aware that I might throw myself into those arms, I quickly took the shirt from him and hurried away. I dumped the shirt into the laundry machine and then head to my room to change my outfit into som e thing more comfortable. I chose a tank top and a short.
    When I got back to the living room, he was r e laxed on my couch. It had been a long time since a man had come to visit me; except, for Max, of course, but he didn’t count. To see Cleve relaxed on my couch made me want to get down on the floor and have sex with him; wild, aggressive sex, without boundaries or inhib i tions.
    His voice brought me back. “What kind of movies do you like to watch?”
    “Science fiction,” I stuttered a little.
    “I think you need to spice up your life with som e thing else, Addie. You can’t spend the whole of your life in the laboratory, only to get home and watch science fiction. There is more to life than science, you know.”
    I smiled. “Science is my life, Cleve. There’s not h ing I enjoy more than to see people working their ass off in a lab making new discoveries.”
    Cleve and I had nothing in common. While he loved having soda for his breakfast, I detested it. I loved sci-fi movies, but he had never watched one in his life. The fact that we shared no common interests made our time together less boring. It gave us room for arguments and friendly debates.
    After a vigorous search through the stack of DVDs that I owned, we finally decided to watch Cont a gion . Of course, that was after I spent several minutes convincing him that it was a good movie.
    When the movie started playing, I sat beside him on the couch. After a little while, I placed my head on his lap as I sank into the couch. I wasn’t exactly sure of what I was doing. My brain warned me against making that move, but my hormones made their argument persu a sively in my mind. Isn’t that the story of every woman’s life?
    Slowly, he stroked his fingers through my hair. “Why do you always wear your hair up when you come to the lab?” he asked, his voice deep and sexy.
    “Lab policy demands that we wear our hair up or have it all covered up for safety. You should know that.”
    “That is true,” he replied. “You look more beaut i ful when you wear your hair down.”
    His hands went from my hair to my back, and his fingers began making small circles on my lower back, sending vibrations through my body.
    My pleasure was cut short when my phone rang. Reluctantly, I reached for my phone. It was a text. My head still on his lap, I tried to read the text. Include me in your plans for the weekend, love Max . I smiled to myself as I read the text and I quickly sent a reply: Ok. Love Addie .
    “Excuse me,” Cleve said as he held me by the shoulder trying to push me off his lap. I lifted my head from his head and stared at him. “What is it?” I asked.
    “I have to go now,” he replied, his face blank and his expression unreadable.
    “But…” Before I could say anything else, he was already on his feet and walking towards the door.
    “What about your shirt?”
    “I have a jacket in the car,” he said and stumbled out of the house without saying a goodbye.
    I stood there, confused. I tried to think of why he would leave in that manner. I couldn’t think of anything I said or did that could have made him angry, so why then did he leave?
    I sat back on the couch, trying to reflect on what happened in the last minutes. I placed my head on his lap. Well, that couldn’t have made him angry, because he seemed to like it. After all, he stroked my hair with his fingers. Then, if my head being