He made her feel safe.As Tyree continued to talk with Sanya, he felt her eyes on him. It was if five years hadn't changed anything about their dynamic.... She still had that come-hither look in her eyes. As he talked, he let his arm fall on the couch cushion behind her shoulder. She didn't seem to mind... in fact, she scooted closer to him."You look as wonderful as I remembered you," he said."Thank you, Tyree... that means a lot considering what I've been through in the last couple of months," she. " I would like that," she said immediately."Yes, it's a good idea. But also, I would like it if you would take classes. They have classes called 'English as a Second Language, ' that you could go to, evenings." I will do whatever you say," she said."Well, we'll need some papers for you," I told her. "Some identification. For now, I guess enrolling you in a formal class might be tricky."Back at my house, I showed Margarita the guest bedroom, found an old t-shirt for her to wear as bedclothes,. I turned away real quick andfelt a little warmth going through my body. He had his armon the back of the couch and pretty soon I could feel hishand barely touching my hair. I should have left then butwas secretly enjoying his touch. After a few minutes Icould feel his right hand lightly caressing my rightshoulder. I turned to say something but he leaned over andstarted to kiss me. It started as our normal kisses do butimmediately turned into a long passionate kiss. I pushedhim back and started. What they thought was my type, I wassure. I felt responsible. And I was getting angrier at myself and mycaptors. It was so frustrating.I thought about Kitty. She was Peter's girlfriend but... to my mindshe was also mine. It was kinda deluded but, well delusion is part ofhuman nature. What would she think of me? Some horrible scienceexperiment? Could she ever see me as a real person? As someone shecared for? As someone she loved? I couldn't see that... I really wasstalking her. It was really.