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was your guide and I was an eighty year old man with baggy pants.”
    “I would have been grateful to whoever my guide was, but I wouldn’t be drawn to make love to an elderly man with baggy trousers.” His hand never stopped touching her, it was as if he needed to keep contact. “One of my regrets is that my father was not truthful with me when I was younger.”
    “Would you have still done it?”
    “Been a guide?” Hadley nodded and shifted a broad bare shoulder so she could cuddle closer. “It always felt good to help people. They are so blissful when they arrive to their destiny. But to give up so much time in my own life…”
    “But you told me time never seemed to move.”
    “I never suffered, it’s only now I feel the loss.”
    She watched him rise from the bed and pad naked to the window. He pulled the drape to the side and gazed out. She got up and built a quick fire in the hearth to warm the room, then went to meet him. She wrapped arms around his torso.
    “Why you. Why are some of us guides? Can anyone be?”She asked.
    “No, I don’t believe so. The people who are the guides in the portals are different. Before Arthur stood guard, his mother was a guide. Maybe someday, we can travel and find others such as ourselves so we can pass information on to our children so they are informed.”
    “Children?” Sam asked, cocking an eyebrow.
    Hadley turned and kissed her gently on the tip of the nose. “You already know that we are to have two children. A boy and a girl… in the future.”
    She chuckled. “At least we only saw a short distance into the future. I wouldn’t want to know too much. I want to live everyday and don’t want to know if it will be my last.” She paused. “To be a guide in the portal, maybe you are special. Maybe you’re a green man from outer space, and your ‘people’ sent you here.”
    “Like a Jules Verne story. Do I look green? Is there any part of me that is green?”
    Her gaze slid down the muscles of his abdomen to the trail of dark hair that led to his jutting member. He brought a hand up to stroke it along her throat and then down to her breasts.
    “I don’t see anything green, but I see plenty that I like. You look pretty damn good for a hundred plus year old man,” she said.
    “I will take that as a compliment. Women are much more… aggressive in this time. I like it.”
    “Do you now…” Sam reached out and touched him. He hissed in a breath.
    The fire began to heat the room but an cool zing ran up her spine with the look her gave her. He leaned in to her and took possession of her mouth. Her nipples beaded and ached for attention. She didn’t have to wait long.
    Hadley rolled the tip of one breast between his fingers, as he tasted the other.
    Walking over to the rug by the fire, she sat on the floor and motioned for him to join her.
    “I’m tired of the bed already.” She giggled.
    “Fine. It will give us more room to do all the things I dreamed of.”
    “Hey, it’s not just you, we dreamed the same thing.”
    Hadley grinned. “Then you are a very naughty girl indeed.” He slid on top of her with lean, masculine grace. Wrapping his hand around himself, he used the tip of his cock to pleasure her until she moaned.
    “I just want—“ Sam didn’t need to say another word because he gave her what she craved in one deep, hard thrust.
    He kneaded the flesh of her hips to pull her tighter. All she could do was open for him and take him deeper. Hadley swallowed a groan and his body grew rigid.
    She cried his name as complete satisfaction engulfed her.

    Sam had enough. With the lack of sleep the last few nights, she called in sick once again to work, then pulled on a pair of jogging pants, T-shirt and hoodie. She waited until it was a respectable hour and then headed down to the bookstore.
    Throwing open the door, she stormed inside.
    Hadley spun, a look of surprise on his face. “Samantha, I am most happy to see—“
    “Stop with all your