It was only going to be for a few beers, a movie or two then home to my own bed I would go. That's it. No compromise. After a long day at both jobs I was going to just hang out then crawl into my own bed, no matter how empty it was.

Somehow between the door of my car, the door to his apartment and 3:30 a.m. the plan changed. Some unspoken areement occured between my body and his. Instead of spending another night alone in my own bed, the futon in his chilly apartment was where I rested my head. Again.

Luckily I found a way to keep warm.