He was smiling, and pretended he was me by making a deeper voice."What if I were him?" He said just before he started kissing her neck."Oh honey, you ...re being bold in this trip aren't you?" She hugged him, still looking dizzy and clumsy. As he continued his assault on her, she started moaning softly, I could see her nipples were getting hard."I'm just giving what you need!" He said as he undid the lace of her bikini, sounding more like him now."And what would that be?" She started getting into. ‘Jake?’ He turned around to look at her. ‘Please, Jake, don’t go,’ Callie whispered. The light pooled in from the hallway beyond casting him in an angelic silhouette. She could not see his eyes against the backdrop of light, but the deep emerald remained in her memory, complete with the haunted shadow. Chapter 8 — Rejection — ‘I have to,’ said Jake looking back and down at her, Callie couldn’t read emotions displayed on his face. But his tone was harsh, uncompromising, unforgiving. Callie was. " I think you need to explain," she said. She didn't pull away. It took me a minute before I could control my sobs enough to start to tell her the story."She's dead," I moaned. "He killed her and I ... he's dead, too. But when I think of her, all I can see is how beautiful she looked at prom and how happy she was. And it's like she's right here." And you thought of her just now because ... she was black, wasn't she?" I nodded, my face still buried against Angela's chest. "It's okay, Brian. Tell. Sophia gave him a tight smile and turned him down. She knew very well why he was suddenly so attentive. Her damp clothes were plastered to her body, leaving pretty much nothing to the imagination.It was easy to find the right deck; she just pressed on the button next to the picture of folded towels. She ran her fingertips over the pictograph for the bridge, thoughtfully. She wanted to confront John Bren as soon as possible, but she wanted to do it from a position of strength. Her mind clicked.