Fully grown, as I recall. Flashes from him moving inside me, his cock filling me to the point of pain and exquisite pleasure send tremors through my body.

Whew.

But the memory of him caught in a nightmare bad enough to send him puking his guts out in the bathroom moments later is one I can’t get rid of.

What if he needs me? What if he can’t sleep and something happens to him? I’ve done some research online about nightmares and insomnia

And what would I do if I was there with him? Hold his hand when crossing the street? Not let him go to work in case he has an accident with machinery?

At the garage. Shit.

Nice, huh? I’m doing a great job of freaking myself out for no good reason.

“Here, let me do this, or we’re never leaving the house,” Lin says, a touch impatiently, and grabs the lipstick from my hand.

“Give it back!” I hunt after it. “I was thinking, okay? What’s the rush?”

She giggles, holding the lipstick out of reach. “Too much thinking is bad for the brain.”

“Ha. Gives you wrinkles, kind of thing?”

“Nah, that’s smiling too widely. Tsk. You do not know the rules of maintaining a youthful face.”

“Figured I still had time,” I mutter, painstakingly pulling down her hand.

“That’s what you think.” She waves the tube at me. “We always think that, don’t we? That we have all the time in the world, when in reality, we don’t… we have no time at all.”

“What are you talking about?” I frown at the sudden dark undercurrent in our conversation. “Lin?”

She lifts a hand to smooth the glossy color on her lips, and her fingers tremble ever so slightly.

“Girl, you’re officially scaring me.” I lean back against the sink, gripping the rim. “What’s this about time? You make it sound like…” I have to stop and swallow past a lump of fear in my throat. “Like you’re sick or something.”

She blinks, then gives a shaky laugh. “Oh no. I’m r

eally fine. Sorry, babe, didn’t mean to worry you.”

Well, I’m not convinced. “Then what was that about?”

“Look,” Lin says. “I have this friend… she’s been in love with this boy since forever, since they were kids, you know? Neighbors. And then he went missing.”

“Missing, how?”

“I dunno. On a vacation somewhere with his parents, when they were still teenagers. And she’s devastated. That she didn’t at least tell him how she felt.”

“What are you saying?”

“Nothing. Just, carpe diem, you know?” She shrugs, smiles wistfully. “Live every moment like it’s your last. No doubts, no regrets. I know I told you to be careful, to hold back, but I was wrong, woman. If you like this Merc, if you’re in love with him, tell him so. Show him so. What have you got to lose?”

“I don’t know…” My pride? My heart?

“If you’d rather be there with him, then head back now, this minute. Don’t wait.”

I nod, still confused. And, hey, wait a minute. This story sounds familiar. “Lin, wasn’t there a boy in your neighborhood who went missing, many years ago? You told me about it.”

Color rises to her face, visible even under the layers of makeup. “Did I?” She turns away with a huff. “If you aren’t running back to Merc tonight, we might as well head out, yeah?”

Oh God, Lin. I stare at her as she walks out of the bathroom and starts gathering her stuff—her keys, her purse, her jacket—thinking about what she just unwittingly confessed. About this boy she was in love with, about losing him.

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