I’d only had a handful of nights with a woman who sparked my interest. But those sparks always faded fast. Nothing, and no one, had held my interest past an evening. And I wasn’t a one-night stand guy. I never had been. Sex, without commitment, without loyalty or trust, had never appealed to me. I wanted to be in love with someone again, but no one had lit up that part of my brain. That studied curves under shirts and wondered how they might feel in my hands. That part of my brain where I couldn’t help but study long legs; I wonder how they’d wrap around my waist. And as I watched her roll her
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