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don’t
think she does.”
    She nods, but I can tell she doesn’t believe
me. What would she know?
    “I think your mother loves you a great
deal.”
    I stare down at my picture of Caleb. I
thought he loved me. Could it be the one person I discounted, loves
me more than the one I trusted completely? My heart aches. It’s a
question I am not prepared to have answered.
    Slowly, I crawl under my covers. I want to
go back to sleep. I want to be with Caleb again. In my dreams,
there is never a reason to doubt my heart. In my dreams, he is
everything I want him to be. He is mine.
    As if on cue, Dr. Sloan stops asking me
emotionally charged questions and once again regales me with tales
of free-form knitting and interpretative taxidermy.

Chapter Five
     
    Day 8:
     
    I’m feeling somewhat better today. I still
miss Caleb, I don’t think the feeling will ever go away, but I can
get through several minutes without wanting to break down and weep
for him; it’s progress. Dr. Sloan says one day I’ll make it to an
hour…a day – but that’s as far as I let myself hope. The thought of
one day not thinking of him at all is just too much for me. It
feels like a betrayal to ever hope for such things.
    Once again, I am sitting in the dreadfully
cheery room they use to interrogate Kindergarteners. This time, I
don’t have to do very much talking. I have a lawyer to do it for
me. He and Agent Reed have been battling it out for the last hour.
David, my lawyer, isn’t much to look at, but he’s very smart and
incredibly aggressive. There’s something super hot about watching
the two of them argue…or maybe I just like Reed when he’s
unsettled.
    His hair is somewhat disheveled from where
he’s run his fingers through it so many times to keep from punching
David in his face. Every now and again, his eyes flick to me and I
feel a dark thrill just thinking about what he’d like to do to me
if only he could. If he were Caleb, I would assume a spanking is
most certainly in order!
     
    “ When exactly did you imagine yourself
as…? My lover?” My heartbeat vibrated my skull. “Was it the first
time I made you come with my mouth? Or one of the many times since,
that I’ve put you over my knee? You seem to like that.”
     
    And there he is – Caleb, in my thoughts, in
my blood. I can feel my face getting warmer, my stomach getting
tighter and already there is the drumbeat of my arousal pulsing
between my legs. I squeeze them together and get so lost in my
thoughts it takes me a second to realize Reed is still staring at
me. When our eyes finally meet, I blush – hard. I smile when he
blushes too.
    Agent Reed clears his throat and takes a
drink of water. It’s enough to bring back his control. I sigh
through my disappointment.
    “Agent Reed,” David says, reclaiming Reed’s
attention, “my client is being held on ridiculous charges that
would never stand up in court. She was living with her mother and
attending high school at the time of her kidnapping. Even though
she’s eighteen, the U.S. Attorney would be hard pressed to try her
as an adult. If she’s considered a minor and involved in a
human trafficking case, under Section 107 of the Trafficking
Victims Protection Act of 2000, she’s protected from the FBI’s
tactics of investigation. There’s no point in us even sitting here.
I should be talking to the U.S. Attorney, not you.”
    Reed does not look happy, but he doesn’t
look beat either. “Your client has two-hundred-fifty-thousand
dollars in a foreign bank account. How did it get there? She won’t
say. Also, she’s been living with suspected terrorists. She’s
admitted to it. Then, there’s the small matter of her knowledge of
a meeting between enemies of the United States taking place in less
than a week! We need information and her refusal to give it
qualifies as an obstruction of justice –”
    “What terrorists!?!” I yell at Reed and move
to stand, but David calmly pushes me back into my