‘Well, kids as much as I would love to stick around and see Niko have his skin flayed from his bones, I’m going to let you two deal with this on y...ur own.’ Said Cole as he turned and walked out the door. ‘Cole wait! Don’t you even want an explanation?’ Questioned Nikolai as he watched Cole shaking his head as he walked away. Somehow he knew that Cole leaving as quickly as he did was not a good sign. Nikolai slowly turned back towards Ivy as the heavy feeling of guilt began to weigh him down.. I’m sorry for writing that, but based on the novel Love Story by Erich Segal and the subsequent movie Love Story, I could not resist. Of course, Al Gore and his wife Tipper should apologize for claiming that Love Story was written about their torrid or, more than likely, tepid love affair. Hmm…if it had been about Al and Tipper Gore, wouldn’t Tipper have succumbed to cancer 40 years ago? Anyway, I digress, after the woman or man who acts like they are so interested in you but who does not want. I downed my shot of whiskey and eyed Sean from a corner of the club. He was grooving, dancing with another attractive lithe female who was very evidently, ready to give anything he wanted. Sean is dark, dangerous and handsome as sin, a well-known in the club I always frequent, and I cannot help but gawk. He was very tall, built and had the best sense of dressing I’ve known. Rich, yes, very rich too, never failing to consistently make an entrance with his classic BMW 1600 convertible.. “Well I that was the plan. I would love to keep you here.” I stood back up, bag in hand, and headed for the bedroom door. Glenn started to follow me out, still naked as when we had woken up. I collected my shoes and some other items I had downstairs, including my black lace garter, and headed for the front door checking my watch. It was now 7:15am and I would have to drive like hell to get there on time. I turned at the door and looked at Glenn. He was sitting on the stairs watching me walk.