CHAPTER TWO
Maureen sighed contentedly, finally feeling warm again. She rolled over on her side, and smiled as she remembered the source of that warmth.
Benny had an arm wrapped around her waist, and she pressed her pale, slender body up against his muscular, chocolaty one. He mumbled in his sleep, and he pulled her closer against him.
Maureen knew she had changed a lot since she and Joanne had broken up. Not only had she been moping around, having lost her usual energetic spunk, but she had also begun to feel guilty about the rash decisions she made. She'd had several one-night stands after the breakup, and the morning after each of them she'd felt horrible, like she was cheating on Joanne.
Benny was different.
He looked different. He felt different. He felt good. He had been gentle with it at first, so different from the rough one-nighters, and then he had been as rough as they had been. But again, it was different: he was trying to give Maureen pleasure instead of simply taking it for himself.
And most importantly, afterwards, he'd held her in his arms, like in the cheesy romance novels Maureen read when she was desperately bored. He'd held her so tightly it had felt like they were one person and that nothing in the world could ever separate them. He had held her and stroked her hair and her back until she fell asleep, and she had clung to him like life itself.
With Joanne there had only ever been makeup sex, and the knowledge that tomorrow would only hold another fight. Maureen didn't know what tomorrow would bring with Benny. But one thing she was certain of: they would be together.
Thank God for Alfred Hitchcock.
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