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Chapter 40 As is so often the case with men, after he'd orgasmed, Paul began to have second thoughts. The car windows were completely fogged over, and they both sweated as they fumbled with trying to find and put their clothes back on. Chloe was talking about where they could go next and how they needed to get new ID's. Paul scarcely listened as all his problems washed back over him. He didn't want a new ID. He didn't want to live on a boat with Winston's crew (assuming the old hippie was even alive). On the other hand, he didn't have any better ideas. If only there was some other path they could figure out for themselves. And that thought surprised him. He was thinking in terms of "us" not "I." Whatever happened next, he knew he wanted it to be with Chloe. Despite all the po