. if we fall asleep, we can always take this up in the morning. I'm kind of tired and I'd like to be completely awake and alert when, we do whatever w... might do." I like that plan, Sam."I crawled into bed then waited for Sammi to crawl in and get next to me. She is so pretty and watching her scoot over to be next to me actually made me cry a little."What's wrong Sam?" I'm so overwhelmed to have you next to me, in this bed."I turned to face her, and our faces were so close to each other, I could. "Ev, it's Sylvia calling from the barge boat," I said."Hello, is something wrong with the house boat?" he asked."No, I need some work done on my truck," I said."We are not auto mechanics," he said distastefully."This is something you can do. I'll be by in an hour to explain," I said."So Wilson, when I get back from the boatyard, have a time line for Dana Simpson's faithful night. It doesn't have to be complete, but as close as possible." Want me to see where Brian was as well?" he asked."If you. “She was so upset with me that she took me back the second things went to hell with Kara.”“I don’t get how you could be so calm when she broke up with you.”“You mean the girl who was living with me who I couldn’t commit to? The one who I had broken up with once already? That girl? Not to mention that I wasn’t calm. I was upset. But what would it gain me to have thrown a fit? Would a tantrum have changed her mind? And if it did, then was that REALLY a relationship worth having? You didn’t know. The blinds were open enough to allow a sufficient amount of moonlight to shinethrough the windows in her suite. Reaching over, she flipped the light switch on, her brow furrowing in confusion as the room remained enshrouded in moonlit darkness. "Dammit," she muttered to herself, flipping the switch up and down in futility. Tossing her keys on the counter, she strolled across the floor heading straight for her bedroom and the prospect of her warm, soft bed. As she moved gingerly across the room,.