That laugh was the sweetest sound I have ever heard. It meant something, something good, I hoped.She got more serious, it scared me. “You saw… las... night?"“Yeah,” my heart rate must have been up to about a thousand.“Honey…” her voice went to barely a whisper, “I love you.”I desperately wanted to ask her what Samuel had said the night before when my phone died but didn’t know how to bring it up right then.“Love you, too,” was all I said.“Guess we need to talk, don’t we,” she said, running my. Before I grabbed you, it must have been stalking you pretty close.” “Maybe it was using me to draw you out?” I speculated before my brutally thumping head and the coagulating blood running down my back and sides curtailed further analysis. We embraced, warily at first before joy and relief swamped us in an awesome wave. “So, how do we get out of here,” I said eventually. “I don’t think anyone gets out.” “Bullshit,” I said, “we won, they have to.” “We?” She asked raising an eyebrow. “Okay,” I. At least not any longer." I gave her hand a double squeeze. "I would rather be your friend." What kind of friend?"Belinda's replied cautiously as she gave me a curious look."You tell me. What kind of friend do you require? I have affection for you. I want you to be happy. What's your pleasure?" Honestly? I don't know. You're sorta like the sexy grandfather I never had. My Gramps was a prick like his dad." Does it bother you if I touch you?" I rested my hand on her thigh, a few inches above her. Come on Silk, come in the bedroom he thought to himself. He could hear her at the door but waited till she got farther in the room. Silk made her way to her bedroom and tried the light there, it too was out. She finally glanced to her bedside table but her glaring alarm clock told her it wasnt a power outage. She then wondered if a fuse had blown. Knowing there was a flash light in the drawer of her night stand, she made her way there. Michael couldnt tell what she was doing when she went to.