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Fuck. I want to scream, “Bottom line me! Bottom line me!” I cannot handle
these details. She continues, oblivious to my discomfort. I must be rocking the hell
out of my listening face.
“I had to rule it out because, if I were horny just because of the lack of sex, it
would have started way before we started running and eating Keto, right?”

“Um…I’ve read that losing weight could increase one’s libido,” I supply in a
surprisingly cool voice.
“Upon further review. I conclude that there’s only one common denominator,
only one major change in my life. Then, I started to think objectively about last
weekend, and stuff started to make sense – some of the foggy memories started to
fall into place. Like I said, I would normally work all this out with Chanel by
bouncing some assumptions off her. But I can’t do that. I have a few questions for
you, and I need honest answers.”
“Okay…” I acknowledge carefully. I’m not sure if any of this works in my favor.
“I need to sort out reality and drunken illusions…”
Sanya is studying me again like she always does when something important is
on her mind. I know the things she’s about to ask me aren’t easy for her.
“Did you know I had a sex dream about you in Florida? I hide my surprise at
her directness.

“Yes.”
“Is that why I woke up on top of you?” “Yes.”
“Did I ask you a question, and did you tell me to ask you when I was sober?”
“Yes.” My pulse starts to race.
“Do you remember the question?’
“Yes.” And, I would love to fool around if you ask me.
She takes a deep breath. “Did you somehow read my lips that morning on the
beach?”
“Yes.” Her eyes grow bigger.
“So, you know I changed my sentence?” “Yes.”
“Is that why you were frustrated, and your twin brother appeared?” “Yes.” She
moves closer.
“Are you suffering from the same level of horniness as me?”
I want to say, “Hell, yes, you have no idea.” But, my one-word answers have
been working in my favor. So, if it ain’t broke…