That's ridiculous! Weilfahrt is a breath of fresh air as a football coach after that idiot Johansen, and he's as fine a man as we've ever had in the j...b."Susan rolled her eyes, but kept her mouth shut. She only had a limited interest in football in general and the Spearfish Lake team in particular. However, that was enough to know that no matter how fine a man that Jerome Weilfahrt may have been, all anyone had to do was to look at the team's lousy record to tell that he wasn't much as a. We looked into each other’s eyes, unable or unwilling to break the spell, and I put my arms around her. We fell into a hug and for a terrible moment, I thought that was all it was going to be. But I converted the hug into a cuddle, rubbing her back with both hands and as she relaxed, her chest fell against my ribcage.I leaned down and we kissed, gently and sweetly, lips to lips, before I moved a hand up to her neck and stroked her. Then her lips parted and my tongue met hers. Everything. The rest of it was the insurance claim, which I signed for her, and paying the balance the insurance didn’t cover. Isn’t there always a balance? You might have thought social services would provide at least hospital insurance that covered it all. Without the insurance it would have been a lot worse. The extra wasn’t a lot for me, but it might have been food for a month for Amber. Somebody wasn’t thinking. Again. Maybe still. A rent-a-cop was giving Amber a hard time about getting the car moved. All I had to do was keep from doing anything stupid with her. And at this point, I was sure that I could do it.I grabbed my address book and then dialed the number next to her name.“Hello?”“Hi, Becky. It’s Steve.”“Steve!” she squealed. “You called!”“How are you?”“Good. Much better now that you called me! How are you?”“I’m good.”“So, can we get together for coffee?” she asked.“We could, but I need your help with something.”“My help?” she asked. “What could you need my help with?”“It’s.