An instant later, a door bell sound rung through the apartment. "What's that?" Saine asked as he walked towards the door. He approached a small interc...om, and pressed a button that looked interesting."Hey, unlock the door, okay?" he heard from the other end of the intercom.He jumped back just a little, before pressing the button again and speaking to it. "And how do I do that?" he asked."There's a button to the right of the one you're pressing right now. Press that." Saine looked at Cosaine,. ' The full-length version involves Matt's former fiancée and his former best friend - I think you can fill in the blanks. The short version is Matt decided it was cheaper to just date women for the pleasure of their company and pay for his pleasure to a company elsewhere - hey, he seems happy." He seems happy? He seems happy... well screw that! I want to be happy too. How can he just pay for it and walk away? He fucking pays for it? I'll make him fucking pay for it!" Ah Miranda are you. I was the halfback, and pretty decent, too. We went to the state semi-finals our senior year. Best damn team ever to play for that school, we were. Look at that trophy case some time. Ain't much in there but ours. All that is water under the bridge, though. Back to you, now. I said I was impressed before, but now I find out you have excellent taste in females, too."He cut my smile off with "Don't blow it, son. I think mighty highly of you now, but if you hurt my little girl, that will all be. You’ll have this leverage over me, if you just help me.” At this point I was finally starting to cry. I just sat back on my heels and put my head down. You could only tell I was crying by the drops falling from my face and a jump every other moment or so.“Hey.” I looked up. “It’ll be okay. I’ll help you.” Then you leaned down and kissed me on the forehead.“It’ll be okay, babygirl. I’ll make everything okay.” You spoke in the sweetest voice that was so soothing, I stopped crying and relaxed in.