I wasn't used to this. I should have known early on that life with Mr Too Fucking Nice was going to be a struggle. I should have known that afternoon ...n Paris, I was on my knees sucking his cock for the first time, really getting into it when I looked up at him and he looked like he was going to cry with embarrassment. I should have known that when I put on a sexy dress and he didn't compliment me that he wasn't the guy for me. I could go on and on with the ''Should have known's'' but what is. It was a modest sized bungalow, but it was perfect for my needs. Barely 1500 square feet on the main floor, it had a three-quarter unfinished basement with an exit to the back yard.The main floor was much like our Reardon house. A great room with an open attached dining area, a decent sized kitchen with an island, a large master bedroom with full bathroom, and another full bathroom between the master and a small second bedroom. There was a laundry room leading to a two car garage.I turned to. “I saved her best friend from death. It’s a simple thank you. She didn’t mean anything by it.”“It didn’t look so simple to me. She could have kissed your cheek or shook your damn hand if she wanted to express her thanks.”“Besides, there was no slobbering and the kiss wasn’t that long.”“I counted three seconds.”“You counted? Geez! You’re obsessed about this, aren’t you?”“What about your promise to Gary and Delilah? You couldn’t wait a few minutes?”“Not if I didn’t want a dead body on my. Thank goodness they were out of state and hopefully they wouldn't get snagged into what was to come.I got up and left the restaurant and made it to my car, before the tears started to flow again. I just sat behind the wheel and sobbed into my hands.I knew deep down, that I couldn't face her feeling the way I did at the moment. I needed to get my head screwed on straight. How, I didn't have a clue. I didn't know to who to turn too. I thought Jerry would give me directions all signed sealed and.