I turned to look at her. I nodded. She got out and went inside. I didn’t drive off, not immediately. But then, after a few minutes, I did.I had to t...ink. She was my woman. It was unlikely that if I broke it off with her that I would ever find another. Yes, I had to think and decide, and it was going to be tough doing so. What I was not going to do was be rash in making my decision. Over the next days I would be acting much the same as usual except for the intimacy part. But we’d get along, talk. He'd be thrilled to meet you. He used to tease me all the time that you had no connection to me whatsoever, that I made it up." She pulled out her cell phone and speed dialed her friend.I looked at the stack of letters. Some post dated my mentor's death. They had been opened."You read my letters, I mean the ones..."She raised a finger to silence me. "Can you come over? No I left early. I can't tell you why. It's a surprise. No, I'm fine. Hurry." She shut off the phone."What... ? Oh yeah. I read. He grabbed her hand and led her into the room. He left her standing there as he turned on a light. As he walked back over to her, Brook noted how manly and confident he seemed. As if he knew exactly what she saw when she looked at him. He grabbed her face gently and pressed a kiss on her mouth that was far tenderer than she was prepared for. She was lost in him. He could have asked her to die for him, and at this moment, she would. Her mind was reeling as her body reacted with intensity. Her. ”“We all did,” Phil said.“You didn’t,” Tiffany pointed out.“It probably just looked that way,” Phil said. “I just wasn’t sure I could keep myself from getting too involved and getting hurt.”“We won’t hurt you again,” Tiffany said, tilting her forehead against his.“I know,” Phil agreed. “That’s why we can do things like we did last night. Molly and you are together. Hailey and I are together. Once in a while, we’re all together.”“We’re always together!” Tiffany pointed out. “Once in a while we.