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either.
    I thought for
sure he was doomed but then he took a deep breath, which is exactly
what I advised him to do if he got nervous, and tried again…
this time a little slower, and a little clearer. It must have been
said with a great deal of charm too because before I knew it, she was
smiling at him and giving him her number.
    Score!!!
    My work is done,
and now I feel complete.
    So, what are you
up to? I’m thinking you are probably on the plane right now.
Right? I bet you are so excited to see your family. I can’t
even imagine living so far from mine, especially as close as we are.
And, because I do know, in fact, how close you are to your parents
and your “bratty little sister,” who I am quite positive
is not bratty at all despite how many times you tell me that, I can
guess how you must feel living so far away from them.
    My advice is to
relax and enjoy these last few days you have off before training camp
starts. Because your ass is getting ready to get super busy.
    Okay… have
to run. Teagan’s here and we’re going out tonight. I hope
she doesn’t keep yammering at me to go out with her co-worker.
You know, the one I told you about. I might just have to give in so
she’ll shut up. Have you ever been on a blind date before? The
thought of it makes me nervous, but maybe I’m being silly.
    Okay, I’m
really out…
    Have fun visiting
your family! Talk soon.
    Cheers,
    Cady
     
    My stomach dips and
rolls, not having a damn thing to do with a turbulent flight. She had
mentioned in her last email to me that Teagan was trying to set her
up on a date with some dude. An architect, apparently, which I’m
betting makes him an uber douche.
    I sort of just
ignored that little piece of information she had handed out to me.
I’m not even going to mention it when I write back. I won’t
mention it because my heart wants me to tell her not to do it. There
are a million reasons I can throw out to her to dissuade her from
going out with this guy, but my fears are keeping me silent. I don’t
want her to think this is anything more than a friendship, and if I
ever admit to her that my blood boils with jealous thoughts over the
mere idea of her going out with someone, she’d think I am
certifiably crazy.
    Cady has never
hinted at wanting anything more than the easy friendship we’ve
slipped into. Our emails are usually light and chatty, but we’ve
talked about some deep things as well, which has done nothing but
solidify the bonds we’re creating. Yet neither one of us have
ever mentioned that night again after that first set of emails, and
it’s almost like it’s become taboo to talk about the fact
that she and I almost killed each other with an overdose of orgasms.
    We don’t talk
about it, but I sure as fuck can’t stop thinking about it.
Every woman I meet fails to live up to Cady. I’ve been out
clubbing a few times with my teammates, squeezing the most out of my
summer vacation. I’ve had plenty of women come on to me, even
once had a set of twin sisters wanting to come home with me.
    And every fucking
time, I said no.
    Like a fucking
loser… I said no.
    I have no commitment
to Cady. She would never expect me to stay monogamous to her, and I
don’t expect the same of her. We had a one-night experience
that we both agreed would never recur because we didn’t live
near each other. Instead, we built a solid and close-knit friendship.
In fact, I’d say it was my closest friendship at this point in
my life.
    But that’s all
it is. It’s all it can ever be, because I can’t fucking
see her… touch her… taste her. You can’t have a
relationship like that outside of the bounds of friendship. It just
can’t work, and so, I can’t be mad or jealous about her
going out with someone.
    I also need to stop
turning my nose up at the abundance of easy pussy that’s
paraded in front of me and get back to doing what I do best. Fucking
my way through the lovely single ladies of Phoenix.
    Yes, that’s
for the