He smiled even more as he recalled everything about her. She was nice. She was sweet. She had to have been the prettiest looking woman around, he kept...telling himself, and then he stopped himself at one thought. He had to recall that body of hers. He had to. Wow, he had to recall all its features too. How she smiled every time she’s see him, each time she did she’d even wink at him too, and then before it all occurred that fourth day there she did the number one move which convinced him to. It was pretty comfortable. At least at this point.I noticed that he was wearing a phone headset in one ear and at that very moment he reached out and placed headphone buds into both my ears so I could hear almost nothing except the sound of his breathing as he was prepping me. His headset was linked to my headphones. Although he spoke almost under his breath I was able to hear him quite clearly."Are you alright there, Valerie?" he asked.I nodded. I was pretty nervous. "Good. We've got a little. I'd really rather not have to do that. I just want to be with you," she finished, looking at me with a tired smile."We'll do what ever needs to be done to make sure you are OK, dear." I know. Let's just wait and see. There's probably nothing to worry about." Maybe," I answered, not quite as convinced.We left Sunday noon to catch the mid-afternoon ferry to Nanaimo. Parting company with her parents and mine was a bit sad and we made a lot of promises about calling them often and seeing them.. It was as though he didn’t even notice or mind the hints she was sending that he shouldn’t get his hopes up. Even though the concert was loud, they were far enough away that they could hold a reasonable conversation. They talked about music and Sophia could feel herself beginning to relax and open up in little increments. As she came out of herself, she noticed that Tom was really… not cute, in the way she usually noticed boys. Handsome, maybe. He was wearing a navy button-down shirt, but his.