She and Bob used to be close, he was a good guy and she had called him dad most of her life, but last summer she had stopped and started calling him b... his name. She could see that it hurt him, but he tried to act cool about it. Turning onto her stomach she remembered why she had started calling him Bob. Her mostly absent mom was gone on one of the trips she was always taking for her company, which she and Bob were used to. They had learned to get along just fine without Mom. It was just. ”“Why are you in here with me?” she asked.“You were out cold, no pun intended, and I couldn't figure out how to support your head so you wouldn't drown. The only thing I could think of was to get in here with you and cradle your head in my lap.”“Oh. So I passed out?”“Yes. You were suffering from exposure and hypothermia.”“I've heard of people doing that . That's when they freeze to death,” she said.“That's what I was afraid was going to happen to you.”“You saved my life.”“Do you feel like. I was on my feet quickly, Jack, wait. Please. He paused in a way that told me he was still set on walking out the door, and that I didnt have much time before he did. I know you dont want to be left behind, but every time you all go, Im stuck here all alone with nothing to do but worry and wonder. Bobby said it himself, nothing big is happening tonight, theyre just going to talk to people. It was barely working, easily decernable due to the fact that his body was still angled toward the door. . Good. I thought, he isn't the only one who could pick up someone else in this bar. My next thought rattled me slightly; but John is Cole's friend, what have I done? Oh too late now. Besides, he still had the brunette's phone number tucked in his pocket. I am sure he didn't throw it away. I guess he wasn't as interested in me as I had hoped.John pulled me close to him, still leaving a tiny amount of space between us. He was only an inch or two taller than I was in my boots, so we were almost.