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Chapter 3It Had to be You I hadn’t told anyone of the problems I’d been having sleeping. Mark would probably…. No, he wouldn’t break up with me, not this time. But if he was disappointed in me, that would be almost as bad. It really was stupid of me to flash my ID in that bar and allow that homophobic i***t to see my gun…. But then Mark had taken me to his apartment and we’d made love, and I had to admit, that was worth a lot. The first thing I did as I pulled into my driveway after spending the evening with him was to call him to let him know I was home. “Thanks for humoring me, baby. Have a safe trip, okay?” “Sure. I know you don’t want to come after me again.” “Wiseass. I’ll see you next week.” “Yes. Thanks for tonight, Mark.” “What can I tell you? I’m the best.” We both laugh