But I sensed that he had moved back to his station. The reel clicked as I wound it up making it ready for the tank. “I am all done. Did you put it i...?” he asked. Oh, how I wanted to put “it” in, but I don’t think that’s what he was talking about. “Yes,” I said. “Okay for light? Everything sealed?” he checked. “Yes.” The safe-lights came on. Our eyes adjusted. Then the full room lights. We poured in the developer and set the timer. As we gently moved the tanks to wash the film in the D-76. Screw screwing our friendship, he was screwing me.. or he was about to. I slid my hands down his chest and started tugging up the bottom of his white t-shirt. He stepped back and I pushed it up running my hands over his chest. His heartbeat was slow, but thunderous, assuring me that his actions weren’t simply from the heat of the moment. I pulled it over his head in one swift movement, having no time to bask in his shirtless glory afterwards. The tip of his nose grazed the skin beneath my ear. The car was silent as they made the twenty minute drive to the hospital. Luc’s father had called ahead and when they arrived some hospital staff was waiting with a stretcher. Luc stepped out of the Explorer, the woman cradled in his arms. As he was about to lay the woman on the stretcher she stirred, and eyes the green of emerald stared up at him. As he lowered her to the stretcher she clutched at the lapels of his shirt and looked at him with big vulnerable eyes. He bent closer as she began to. My suggestion would be that if Joe’s a good enough guy to see past whatever the little thing is, lose the ex’s number. He hurt you once, and if he knows about Joe and is still pursuing you, he hasn’t changed and he probably just wants to use you to put some other girl through what you experienced; and then he’ll do it to you again. I’ll go have a word with Joe. He seems like an ok guy; if you follow my advice and end things with your ex before they begin, then there’ll be no reason for me to.