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“You’re not following the other women home. Why me?” Abby challenged him, sitting on one of the mats lined up against a wall of mirrors, changing from sneakers into flip-flops. Class had ended, and even Kerri, who had joined the class as a survivor, had given up on flirting with him and left. Abby had waited because she had a few questions about a technique he’d used. Afterward, he spontaneously informed her that he’d follow her home to make sure she’d be okay. That’s when she landed a question he had zero intention of touching. He wasn’t born a fool. He went down on her at the party two weeks ago and then let her walk away from him after class, twice. But, he couldn’t take it anymore. Not that he’d admit it, out loud anyway, that the idea of anything happening to her on her way home m
