The third kidnapper's attack was slow and awkward. Tifa avoided it easily. The move left him open. She made a successful grab at his loose shirt and l...ifted him off the ground like he was nothing. With little effort, she threw the shocked man into a heap of trashcans and filth. Like all the others, the third guy was down and out cold.Tifa felt satisfied at the short brawl. That takes me back, she mused as she headed for the would-be victim. The red-haired girl was now sitting and conscious but. They had a suite and she had her own room. Inside, I was worried if I pushed too hard or too fast, she would run. No one had ever made me feel like she did. I wasn’t even sure if I could explain it to her. Or to myself for that matter. Were there enough words? Enough days? She looked at me. ‘Rob, I need to tell you that I’m not usually like this. I don’t go to bed with just anyone. I haven’t been with a man since my last breakup. It’s not that I couldn’t but I’m not a slut. I’m not even. . that's Alex's room!" the mother protested.Stephen shrugged.The father looked at the two, trying to keep the smile off his face. He really did think it was a bad idea for the two youngsters to sleep together, but they were just so cute when they were together, and he admired the way they handled the situation."You two have no intention of sleeping alone, do you?" he asked."No," they answered together."But ... what about what we talked about?" their mother asked."It doesn't pertain to us. We. I stared at him suspiciously for a moment, wondering if that was it. When it appeared he had nothing more to say, I turned to go out the door again."You're spending a lot of time with him lately, aren't you?" Eddie asked. I stopped again and looked back, feeling a little amused. He wasn't fooling me, flipping through that magazine and feigning boredom. He was dying to ask questions."I guess so," I replied.Eddie glanced in my direction, obviously waiting for more information. I didn't give him.