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did she come
from?
    I find myself volunteering before I can even
think the words through. "I'll help."
    Her eyes squint at me skeptically. "That's
okay. I think we have enough volunteers."
    "You can never have enough volunteers."
    "Um, okay. You can help me in the kitchen, I
guess. I'm making hot chocolate and pouring it in disposable travel
cups for them to take on their way out of the facility. This way
they'll have something warm to drink for the next hour or two."
    "You act like it's freezing outside, Cassie.
It's a little chilly, but it's late spring not the dead of winter.
The sun will warm them up."
    "Wow, you're an a–" she pauses for a brief
second before continuing, "You're a real piece of work."
    I laugh and wink at her. "Thanks."
    Rolling her eyes, she turns and walks towards
the kitchen and I follow her. We step through the double swinging
doors into and empty kitchen and she starts to dig through the
cabinets, slowly pulling out all the ingredients she'll need to
make the hot chocolate.
    "What can I do?" I ask, looking around the
spotless kitchen.
    "In the cabinet underneath the microwave
you'll find pots. Can you grab the two largest ones and fill them
with water before placing them on the stove. Then turn the burners
on medium heat."
    She doesn't even look at me as she gives out
her orders. She's completely focused on her own task. I grab the
pots, fill them with water and place them on the stove. As the
water slowly starts to heat, I turn to watch her. She's relaxed and
comfortable, completely in her own element here in the kitchen.
    And even in her volunteer outfit I find
myself fighting off an erection.
    Walking over to her, I spot an antique small
radio on the long island of the kitchen. I turn it on and the loud
sound of static fills my ears. I lower the volume, playing with the
tuner until I get a decent radio signal. I instantly recognize the
song as something that used to play at the roller rink when I was
at boarding school.
    As I Swear by All 4 One plays
on the radio I slide up behind Cassie and rest my hands on her
hips. She's scooping out cups of cocoa from a large tin can and she
stills, dropping the measuring cup in the powder.
    I lower my mouth to her ear and softly start
to sing along with the song, ignoring the fact that I sing for
shit. I switch to humming when the lyrics turn to words of lifelong
commitment, but as I hum Cassie starts to slowly move her hips to
the beat of the music.
    I turn her in my arms so she's facing me and
then take her arms, placing them around my neck before resting my
hands back on her hips. "Dance with me."
    It comes out as more of a statement than a
question, but I still give her a chance to tell me no. She
surprises me by tightening her grip around my neck and whispering,
"Okay."
    We shift back and forth awkwardly and I'm
beginning to regret my impulsiveness. I should be having fun with
this. I willingly have her in my arms and I don't want to fuck that
up now. Loosening her grip around my neck, I dip her back and then
pull her up so she's flush against me. She giggles against my chest
and I can't help the smile that spreads across my face because she
looks likes she's genuinely enjoying this.
    Who knew this cheesy shit actually works?
    The song changes to I want to be
Sedated by The Ramones and our moment is over. I release
Cassie so she can finish up with the hot chocolate and I go to
check on the water.
    "The water's almost at a boil. What do we do
next?"
    She brings her measured cups of cocoa over
along with some cinnamon and stands next to me at the stove. "It's
pretty simple. We'll just mix the cocoa in with a teaspoon or two
of cinnamon and it'll be ready to go. At home I make my hot
chocolate with milk and fresh chocolate but we can't do that here.
We don't have enough money in the budget for that much milk and
bars of chocolate."
    "I'm sure this will taste just a good."
    Her face squishes up in disgust as she huffs.
"This powdered chocolate doesn’t