”“I did so!” Erin growled.“Really? Then why are you still pissed?” I asked. “Because she didn’t trust you? Because she still thinks you ...lame yourself for Taylor’s death? Because you’re scared to lose all of the things you spent your professional life building up?”The last point made Erin flinch a little. Really? She was worried about losing her bars? I could see that. It was the work she had thrown herself into after her son died and her husband left her accusing her of killing the baby. The. That part sucks, but it’s no reason to walk out on you.”“There’s a lot that happened that I’ve had to sort of gloss over. Not that I don’t trust you, but some of it is a story that touches on a lot of lives. The short version is still a long story,” I laughed. “I don’t mind telling it, but part of it really fucked me up for a while and I don’t want to tell it here.”She nodded, wide-eyed, wondering what mysterious adventure compared to everything I’d already done. “Still, even with that story in. " To do this," she said, raising her hips against my thrusts and wrapping her legs about me. When we finally stopped, she said that three men were seeking her hand, had approached her uncle for permission, and that she needed help making a choice. "I want to marry," she said, kissing my mouth. "Now go to sleep so morning will come and you can show me that wonderful thing, that brass-bound flagpole of yours."By the time we got down to breakfast, the sun was well up and both sets of the girl's. There I knew it wasn't just me or a one time thing but.. What can i say? I had a girlfriend.. She's my best friend's girl. Its wrong, but reliving that moment i can tell you it felt right.Most of the time when i was over we couldn't do much. But I think that's what drove us crazy. Having urge to do something but couldn't just really. And when we did it was only a quick minute. Like going out to get a pack of square or somewhere with my buddy I'll leave my phone around and go back inside.