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RE The Business Deal When he did finally drift off to sleep again it was very brief. He felt...Comfortable. Comfortable for the first time in a long time. It felt right? Wrong? He had no idea how it felt. His mind raced with a thousand dreams, all of which were about her. Some were pleasant and wholesome, while others were...Not so pleasant and definitely not as wholesome. He felt his breath twitch, and he felt her stir. Getting up to do...Whatever she got up to do. He tried to maintain his subtlety, keeping his eyes closed tightly expecting her first to come slamming down into his face, his ribs, or even worse straight to his crotch. He waited for what seemed like hours or even days expecting that strong force of knuckles and skin covered finger bones come down upon him. But to his surprise they never did. He opened his eyes for a moment, and saw her as she made her way to the restroom. He watched her body move in the nightgown, and something finally saw her move. Every motion letting the thin fabric cling to her form. His groin began to stir heavily, but he tried to put her, and the strange moment that occurred between them last night to fade from his mind. It was much harder then he thought it was going to be. He made sure his eyes were shut tightly when she got out of the bathroom. His body responded with heat and his heart began to pulse and pound. What was going on with him? Was that all it took, proximity? He decided to slow his breathing, joyful that his body decided to agree with him for the first time in a while. Yet his heart beat faster as he head her reach the bed, crawling slightly over to him. He felt her move his arm around her. She was doing what? He couldn't believe it his mind raced with the possibilities of what that meant. If he woke up now would she be able to feel this close? This able to be so near? He felt like a tape player on replay. Replaying the same questions over and over and over and over again in his mind. He could just ask her he thought. But realized that thought was stupid and discarded it. He still could not understand why she wanted to be close to him. Didn't she despise him? Wasn't he repulsive to her? And then it hit him, maybe she was trying to make this work. Not just for her parents, but make this work for the both of them. And then he felt it. He felt her place a soft kiss on his cheek. Sure it was his cheek, but it was a kiss none the less. He paused in his breathing until his mind reminded him that he needed to keep breathing. He tried to keep up his charade as she spoke sweetly to him. M?...Can't we sleep for a bit longer? I'll get breakfast for the both of us in a few hours. He tried to sound as weary and sleepy as he could. His breathing intensified and that dull thumping sound that his heart made began at a faster rate. He didn't mean anything other then what he meant, but why did his body think he did? He wasn't making sense to him, just like every girl he had ever met. He never understood what made the sexes so different. Other then the different organs and such. Why did they think and act differently? Even the women who were considered more...Liberal in their values seemed to have a different style of process, and it was something Donovan never understood. Probably why he had been so bad with them. His money got him through some excursions but nothing ever permanent, and usually never lasted for a few days. He snapped back to reality when he felt her hand on his chest again. He knew she felt the quickening motions of his heart. He knew that he would have a lot to answer for now, so he opened his eyes slowly and waited for whatever form of assault she would bring to bear against him.