They came to our table. I looked from one female to the other. Jennifer took a seat. “Harlan—I don’t know what to say. I am so grateful to you, ...ir. I am so fucking grateful. I will never, never be able to forgive myself for all of the . . . Never mind." “Harlan, I know you’re married to this wonderful woman,” she nodded to my wife. “But for you to have done what you’ve done, for me and for my husband, had to have been born of love for me if not for him. Harlan, I never deserved a love like. Her friends called me Brittany or Bri to my face, but for Anne I stayed Bunnie, and I’m quite sure that, between them, I was Bunnie as well. I chuckled at the thought. “What’s so funny?” Thank god she didn’t add ‘Bunnie’ to the end of the question, because that would have sent me off into a fit of laughter. “Just thinking back to when we met and you named me Bunnie.” That made her chuckle as well, and then her right hand found its way to my thigh and began to softly stroke it. I let my knees. More

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