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And life was never fair.

So why did she bring this man home?

Hmm. Perhaps she wasn't ready to concede just yet.

Her apartment wasn't large. It was just one room with a small kitchen and bathroom. She grabbed a blanket from the closet and laid it on the floor She took her pillow from the bed and placed it on the ground.

"The bathroom is just through there," she said.

He crossed to it and closed the door behind him. The water kicked on a moment later.

When the man came out of the bathroom, his hair was wet. He had washed his hair and face. His sleeves were rolled up.

Looking at the man's wet hair, Claire fetched a towel and said, "Bend over, please."

The man fixed his eyes on her.

"I just want to help you dry your hair with a towel. I have no bad intentions," she said. "If you don't dry your wet hair, you could easily catch a cold."

He still gazed at her but slowly complied. After a few minutes, he asked in a deep voice, "Are you concerned about me?"

"Yes." Claire did not avoid eye contact with him. "After bringing you home, I don't want you to get sick."

With his eyes taking her in like she was some oddity, he slowly bent over.

Toweling his wet hair, Claire asked, "What's your name?"

He remained silent for a long time, but finally answered, "Everest Isaac"

"Isaac," Claire repeated his name. It was a very common name, so Claire didn't think much about it.

"My name is Claire.
Where do you live?
What about your family?"

"I don't have any family,"
he responded.

She suddenly stopped.

How sad no one should be alone.

She had people before-but they'd turned their backs on her.

"Looks like we're in the same boat," she said with a bitter smile on her face as she continued to towel his hair dry.

She rose and got a comb and came back to him. These were small gestures-intimate ones-to touch his hair and smooth it away from his face. But this stranger-Isaac-had risked his life for her
It was the least she could do.

As she pushed his hair back, the true features of his face were revealed.
He was a devastatingly attractive man.
Strong jaw full mouth dark eyes.

Eyes that were inches from hers and searing her in the place where she stood.


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