‘How dare you asshole may I remind you that you were the one that chose to kidnap me so before you start making threats remember what I can and will...do if I feel like it.’ Ah the ‘A’ word Matt has become accustomed to it for so long he’s made several head turns of the direction every woman’s direction that uttered it. It’s become a second name for him he even thought of adding it as a middle name going as far as the front of city hall before realizing the audacity of it all. I mean why he would. I'm sweet...The words hang there, echo through to the nameless place inside that you've always been able to reach. Where I hurt the most. Your presence will keep humming through me.Your locks almost tickle my face with their silken softness as I breathe the scent in. That's why jasmine, gardenias, and violets remind me of you. That, and rain in autumn. The subtle sweetness of wet leaves scattered over the damp earth. Dusk and storms. Summer heat lighting, blinding and beautiful. All things. "Nadia, I am so glad to meet you. Jim has told me ALL about you. I'm Claire." She held her arms out for a hug and greeting with kisses on each cheek as Europeans do. Nadia allowed a nice and sexy greeting with our new friend. The two had talked on the telephone several times, particularly just after the kidnapping, but this was their first in-person meeting.After greeting, Nadia said, "Oh, Miss Claire. I see your pictures that Mr. Jim has sent, and we talked on the telephone – you have such a. ’ ‘Uh…Hi,’ I stuttered, ‘It’s nice to meet you, too.’ ‘So, what are you majoring in?’ she smiled, ‘I’m a history major.’ ‘English,’ I replied, ‘I’m an English major.’ ‘That’s surprising,’ she cutely giggled, ‘From your size I figured you were some kind of jock, or something.’ ‘Not me,’ I laughed, ‘I don’t want to become some broken down has been by the time I’m thirty.’ ‘Good for you,’ she smiled, ‘Can I tell you something?’ ‘Sure,’ I smiled, ‘You can tell me anything you want.’ ‘Okay then,’.