That evening, Keith Clayton lay on the bed smoking a cigarette, kind of glad that Nikki was in the shower. He liked the way she looked after a shower, with her hair wet and wild. The image kept him from dwelling on the fact that he would rather she grab her things and go on home. It was the fourth time in the last five days that she\'d spent the night. She was a cashier at the Quick Stop where he bought his Doritos, and for the last month or so, he\'d been wondering whether or not to ask her out. Her teeth weren\'t so great and her skin was kind of pockmarked, but her body was killer, which was more than enough, considering he needed a bit of stress reduction. Seeing Beth last Sunday night while she was dropping Ben off had done it. Wearing shorts and a tank top, she\'d stepped out onto the porch and waved at Ben, flashing this kind of Farrah Fawcett smile. Even if it was directed at Ben, it drove home the fact that she was getting better-looking with every passing year. Had he known that would happen, he might not have consented to the divorce. As it was, he\'d left the place thinking about how pretty she was and ended up in bed with Nikki a few hours later. The thing was, he didn\'t want to get back together with Beth. There wasn\'t a chance of that happening. She was way too pushy, for one thing, and she had a tendency to argue when he made a decision she didn\'t like. He\'d learned those things a long time ago, and he was reminded of it every time he saw her. Right after the divorce, the last thing he\'d wanted to do was think about her, and for a long while, he hadn\'t. He\'d lived his life, had a great time with lots of different girls, and pretty much figured he\'d never look back. Aside from the kid, of course. Still, sometime around when Ben turned three or four, he started to hear whispers about her beginning to date, and it bugged him. It was one thing for him to date… but it was an entirely different situation altogether if she dated. The last thing he wanted was for some other guy to step in and pretend he was Ben\'s daddy. Beyond that, he realized he didn\'t like the thought of some other man in bed with Beth. It just didn\'t sit right with him. He knew men and knew what they wanted, and Beth was pretty much naive about that stuff, if only because he\'d been her first. Most likely he, Keith Clayton, was the only man she\'d ever been with, and that was good, since it kept her priorities straight. She was raising their son, and even if Ben was a bit of a pansy, Beth was doing a good job with him. Besides, she was a good person, and the last thing she deserved was for some guy to break her heart. She\'d always need him to watch out for her. But the other night… He wondered if she\'d dressed in that skimpy outfit in anticipation of him coming over. Wouldn\'t that have been something? A couple of months back, she\'d even invited him inside while Ben was gathering his things. Granted, it was raining buckets and Nana had scowled at him the whole time, but Beth had been downright pleasant and sort of set him to thinking that he might have underestimated her. She had needs; everyone had needs. And what would be the harm if he helped satisfy hers every now and then? It wasn\'t as if he\'d never seen her naked before, and they did have a kid together. What did they call it these days? Friends with benefits? He could imagine enjoying something like that with Beth. As long as she didn\'t talk too much or saddle him with a bunch of expectations. Snubbing out his cigarette, he wondered how he might propose something like that to her. Unlike him, he knew, she\'d been alone for a long, long time. Guys came sniffing around from time to time, but he knew how to deal with them. He remembered the ............