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the
ballroom into the hallway.  I walk us away from the people milling about and to
a private area.  I remove my arm from her waist and step back, stuffing my
hands into my pockets. 
    “So, I think I am going to head out.  I am not really in the
mood to celebrate tonight,” I say as I look down at her. 
    She gives me a long and searching look – I can see the
realization and understanding seep into her eyes as she looks back at me.
    “So this is it?” she asks with a resigned sigh.  “We’re
done?”
    “Yeah – I know you want more, but I am not at the point in
my life where I want to give more.  I’m really sorry.”
    I witness her eyes get teary, but they clear quickly.
    I really hate doing this, because no matter how I say it or
what I do to try and soften the blow, I know it still hurts.  And if I am being
honest, it makes me feel like an asshole.
     She visibly inhales a deep breath before giving me a
beautiful smile.  She steps closer to me and places her palm flat against my
chest.
    “I know we could be great together.  Are you sure I can’t
change your mind?”
    I give her sad smile and a shake of my head.  She reaches up
and palms my jaw before guiding my head down to give me a slow and deep kiss.
    “Thank you for always being honest with me,” she says, using
her thumb to remove her lipstick from my bottom lip.  She backs away slowly. 
“Happy New Year Isaac,” she says before turning and walling away. 
    I stay where I am for a few minutes, trying to shake this
shitty feeling.  I pull out my phone to text my brother.
    Me - I’m going to head home
    I get a reply about thirty seconds later. 
    Judah – You okay to drive?
    I have only had two drinks tonight – neither of which I
finished.
    Me – Yeah, I’m straight.  You coming home later or
staying out?
    My brother and I live together.  We own a renovated
farmhouse on the outskirts of Henrico County.  
    Judah – I’ll be home in the morning.
    Me – Ok – Happy New Year Bro
    I pocket my phone, not waiting for a reply.  I really should
wish the rest of my family and friends a happy new year before I leave, but I
don’t feel like it. 
    A few hours later, I am kicked back in front of the TV with
chopsticks and a big container of shrimp lo mein as I bring in the new year
watching old Walking Dead episodes. 
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    Mid-March
    I sling my gym bag over my shoulder as I enter the gym.  I
silently curse all the alcohol I drank last night.  We (as in my brother,
Charlie and Wood) were supposed to be at the gym at 7am this morning, but
because we decided to drink our weight in alcohol last night, we are arriving
at the gym some three hours later.  We work out together Monday through Friday
at 7am, but on very few occasions, we start later. 
    Today is one of those days.
    We all stumble out of the locker room about a quarter after
ten, ready to start our workout.  Out of the corner of my eye, I spot a cute
female who appears to be finishing up her strength-training workout.  She is
walking toward us but seems to be oblivious to her surroundings as she walks
with her head slightly down.  However, even with her head slightly down, I can
see that she is very pretty. 
    She has a headful of light brown braids pulled into a high
ponytail, but a few wayward pieces cling to her slightly sweaty butterscotch
complexion at her nape.  I can’t see her eyes, but I can see her lips – they
are juicy and pink and have me licking my lips.
    As she passes us to exit the room, I take in her semi-fitted
black and pink t-shirt that she is wearing along with a pair of form-fitting
black workout pants  - showcasing her curvy little body.  Her plump little ass
has me staring longer than is socially acceptable.
    “Nice ass,” Judah says to me once she leaves the room. 
    I turn my attention to my brother.  Even though I just
thought the same thing, I don’t like that he noticed her ass and commented on
it - it pisses me