"Me too."He was so polite, and he knew I liked that about him. I had always though he flirted with me, but now I knew why.I looked back into his eyes,...and I could see his sincerity. He then proceeded to sit on my lap and put his hands on my shoulders. We made out passionately. Our lips were locked for what seemed like hours, his hot tongue was doing everything it was supposed to, it was perfect. I had my arms on his back, and he had his hands running through my hair. He broke the kiss and said. ”Touched by the sincerity of her heartfelt reply, John was lost for words, only managing to murmur, “You’re welcome, Helene.”The teal-skinned beauty smiled at him and wriggled out of his grasp. “Now, enough talking...” She giggled and dove off the bridge. “Catch me if you can!”He watched her breach the surface of the lagoon with barely a splash, then Helene cut through the water like a knife, rolling onto her back to beckon him in. He took a running jump and dived in after her, delighting in. She was just afraid to let it out. Afraid to let someone else see her pain.When she had cried herself out, I gave her some tissues. The box was being used so hard this week, I thought I'd better see about getting some more. While she wiped her eyes, I leaned forward and put my hands on her leg."Here's what we are going to do. We are going to get out of here and drive to Galveston. We're going to get into Calvin's files and find out who might have wanted him dead. I think someone killed Calvin. “Oh, let me answer my own question. I wouldn’t.”“Still angry?” he said, and it was a question.“Angry? Not really, I just don’t give a shit about any of you anymore,” I said.“We need to talk,” he said.“Can’t think of one damn reason why,” I said.“Look, I thought you got off at 4:00 p.m., he said.“Five,” I said. He looked at his watch. I figured it to be a Rolex, but I wasn’t certain.“Forty more minutes. Could we talk then?” he said.I was curious about the kid more than him and I couldn’t have.