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being shy and quiet worked to my advantage. But I had to have one of my testicles removed and underwent chemo. At the time, I was given the opportunity to preserve some of my sperm. But I didn’t think there was a point. I had no one special in my life, and the last thing on my mind was having a kid. But, yeah, I would have loved to have had a son or daughter.”
    I could see Sue’s eyes turning glassy. She pursed her lips. “You would have made a great dad. You could always adopt. Do you know Gina was adopted?”
    “I had forgotten that,” Tom said. “And I did adopt. I adopted Klondike from the animal shelter. He’s my child.”
    Sue smiled and inched toward me. I was relieved I had told her about the cancer. I’d been dreading it. It was so awkward to talk about something so personal, something that made me feel like I wasn’t completely whole. But when I felt Sue’s lips touch mine, I knew it would be all right and that the night was just beginning.
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 4
     
    Sue
     
    I could tell by the crackle in Tom’s voice and his slight hesitation that talking about the cancer was difficult. And I wondered who knew because anytime anything happened to someone in our class, news about it spread faster than a computer virus.
    And I was beginning to realize that I was going to have to make the first move if our relationship was going to progress beyond kissing. I knew that Tom wanted it as much as I did, but I also knew that he would wait for me to make the first move. He wouldn’t want to take the chance he’d scare me away. So, I took Gina’s advice and relaxed. The wine helped, too, and the fact that he looked so damn sexy. By the size of his biceps, he must lift weights a lot. They bulged beneath his T-shirt.
    As I inched closer, my body tingled. It had been a long time since I had been with anyone and, to be honest, I was nervous. I didn’t want to disappoint Tom. What if I didn’t turn him on? What if I didn’t measure up to others he had been with? I never thought about these things before my marriage to Steve imploded. But when that happened, I couldn’t help but blame myself. I figured that if I had been sexier, better in bed, that maybe Steve wouldn’t have looked elsewhere. I know it sounds stupid, but that’s what I thought. Steve really did a number on my self-esteem.
    I stared into Tom’s eyes the closer I got to him, and as I leaned in to touch his lips , I felt his arms circle around me. The kisses went from playful to probing, our tongues danced fast and furious. It was as if all of the longing we had for each other burst in seconds. I felt him nibble my ear and his lips trail down my neck. God, he made me feel so damn sexy and I wanted him.
    “Want to pick this up someplace more comfortable?” I asked. “Wouldn’t want to put on a show for the neighbors.”
    Just then Tom scooped me up. Being petite does have its advantages. “Tell me where you want to go,” he whispered.
    “Up the stairs and to the left.”
    I kissed Tom’s neck as he carried me to my bedroom. When he laid me down on my bed, I pulled him toward me, kissing him long and hard. I reached down and felt his hardness. I started to unzip his jeans.
    “I’ll get it,” he said.
    As he took off his jeans, I pulled off my blouse and tossed it aside. Our chests touched and Tom’s mouth found my nipple. I moaned. God, it had been so long. I reached under his boxers and ran my hand over his hardness. He eased off my underwear and then his own. I felt his hardness against my leg.
    “God, I want you,” he whispered.
    He was kissing me and touching me in places I never knew could bring me such pleasure.
    “Please,” I whispered. “Quit teasing me. I…”
    Tom penetrated and it was like nothing I had ever felt before. I had never had a lover like him and I had never lost control the way I knew I was losing it. But I couldn’t help myself. I could feel his passion and it matched my own. I