Janet lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling. The spray of the soft pale light came through her window, casting dim shadows across the room. For the last hour, she wrestled an unaccustomed persistent feeling she was not used to: wanting to be more than just a man"s bed buddy. Neil"s parting words at Jake"s last night lingered in her mind, and she still felt his friendly hug. Why am I so drawn to him? And does it show?
She gazed at Barney, who lay on the foot of her bed. She never thought she could feel anything more than a passing attraction for anyone. She didn"t want to, or have to for that matter. There were always guys at Jake"s available for the occasional romp when the urge took her. But now, things were different. Megan"s r**e and her accident showed her how quickly things could be
