I don't know why I was doing this. Did it just spontaneously occur to me? Did somebody dare me to do it? Was I being paid? I honestly could not remember. All I knew was that I was about to break into a secured complex for reasons I did not know.

It was late night, so I quietly ran the perimeter of the building, trying window after window. Eventually, I found one that was open, so I quickly slid inside. The lights were on, and I quickly realized I was in a hallway. There were apartments on either side of me. I suddenly heard a noise and looked to my left. Two doors were suddenly opening. One was labeled "Remy", and the other had no label at all. What I saw blew my mind so much that I did not even think of escaping.

They were two girls, in nothing but their underwear. Skimpy underwear, at that. It was their physical features that dazzled me, though. The one who I assumed to be Remy was something, alright. Her hair was short, just barely reaching her shoulders, but they were silky. Her face was kind of tired, as if she just woke up. Her body, however, did not seem to fit her. She appeared to be a body builder, albeit just an amateur one. Her biceps were large and fully developed, her breasts pushed up and out by powerful pectorals, and more than just a faint outline of abdominal muscles were evident on her.

The other girl, however, was in a whole other league. Her hair hung all the way down to what I assumed could only be a perfectly-toned butt. Her entire body was a temple of muscles, as she put most male bodybuilders to shame. Her biceps were easily the size of my hands, and she wasn't even flexing yet. Her breasts had all but been replaced by the massive pectorals she sported. Briefly glancing at her midsection, I was greeted by what could only be described as a perfect ten-pack of abs.

For some reason, though, I paid no attention to her muscle. My eyes were locked on hers, and her eyes were locked on mine. Something clicked, as if we had some sort of connection right away.
"Another guy in the girls' dorms? I'll go call security," Remy said.
"No, wait," said the other girl in a voice that seemed to belong to an angel. Our gaze had not broken. Neither of us had even blinked yet. "Do you have a place to stay tonight? If not, we do have a spare mattress in our room," she said. Remy's jaw dropped. Mine did, too.

"Well, I do have an apartment on the other side of town. I actually don't know why I'm here, to tell you the truth," I said, trying not to anger Remy. She seemed like she wanted to kick my butt. I doubt I'd be able to stop her.
"At this time of night? It wouldn't be safe to let you go home! Please, stay for the night. I insist," the girl said, giggling. Who was I to refuse the plea of a beautiful girl? I gave a quick bow and humbly accepted her offer.

Now, by no means was I a pervert, so I tried my best to keep my eyes off of the two girls. It was difficult, though. My solution was simple: I'd just keep looking at Lady, as I'd quite promptly named her. She looked right back at me, smiling.
"Okay, you two lovebirds. Just go to sleep, okay?" Remy said, switching off the light.

Minutes later, I could feel something crawl around on my mattress. It was warm, but felt like a rock.
"Shh. Don't tell her, okay?" Lady said, snuggling up against me. I did not complain one bit, instead wrapping my arms around her ridiculously-muscular body. Or tried to, anyway. I slept like never before that night.

When I woke up, Lady was in her bed again, doing sit-ups. It was mesmerizing to watch her. That was, until Remy bobbed me on the head.
"Perv," she said. "We're going to go get breakfast," she said, already fully dressed. Lady quickly threw on a t-shirt and some shorts. Both were very tight leaving little to the imagination.
"Come with us. There's plenty," Lady said, giggling.
"Alright then. I'll pay for breakfast, to show my appreciation, but when we get back, I'm so arm wrestling you," I said, knowing I'd lose at speeds faster than light.

I'd found myself returning to Lady's apartment every night. Every night, she'd sneak onto my mattress and cuddle up to me. Every morning, she'd be back on her bed. Hell, I think even Remy was starting to like me. The days became weeks, the weeks became months. Finally, it had been a full year since the night that had brought me here.

Tonight would be different. Remy was out of town, so it would just be me and Lady. I had taken the day off of work so we could go to a proper restaurant. I told her to dress up all fancy, so I was eager to see the result. It was mind-numbing.

She had put on a long, purple dress that shone nearly as much as she did. More than that, I could not be bothered to notice, as her face wore a great big smile. I guessed she did not often get to dress up.
"Shall we?" I asked, taking her hand, as I led her to my rental car.

No more than an hour later, I was on my knee, holding her hand with one of mine, the other holding an open box that sparkled with destiny.
"Will you marry me?" I asked. The answer was clear.

That night, we began talking. Apparently, her parents had wanted her to marry somebody else. Her plan was to run away to Canada so she would not be ruled by her parents.
"I'll come with you, then!" I said, smiling. Nothing would stand between our love.

Or so I thought.

A week or so later, I got a call. It was from Remy. She told me to come to the apartment right away. Needless to say, I dropped everything I was doing and ran there as fast as my legs would carry me. The door was open when I got there. Inside was Remy, crying, clutching something in her hand.
"Remy... Where is she?" I asked, immediately worried.
"They did all they could... She just kept thrashing around. All I know is that she kept saying your name, over and over again. Then she stopped thrashing. I heard a clinking sound, and everything became clear," she said, opening her hand. In my mind, I knew what had happened. I watched the ring fall to the ground, watching in my mind how her eyes shut for one last time.
"We were going to run away to Canada together," I said, picking up the ring. "I never even knew her name!" I shouted, punching the wall, which only hurt my hand in the end.

"Fate," Remy said. "Her name was Fate," she said.

That night, I slept in Fate's bed, softly crying to myself. I once again felt that familiar warm rock against me. My eyes opened, expecting to see the girl I loved. It was Remy.
"I'm probably not the best substitute, but I hope that I'll help you sleep like she did," Remy said. She'd known from day one. I did eventually fall asleep.

When I woke up, Remy was gone. In fact, I was back in my own bed.
"Was it all... a dream?" I thought, rubbing my hand against my face, when I felt the cold metal against my forehead. A ring. I suddenly heard the shuffling of pots in the kitchen, which was strange, since I lived alone. I looked out the window, and was greeted with snow. Snow? It never snows where I live. That was when I realized what had happened.

I was together with my love at last, for all eternity.