But if I hadn’t been staying at Mum and Dad’s place, Drew wouldn’t have stopped off on his way home from work, would he? He wouldn’t have seen...the light on in the living room and guessed I was there. And then we wouldn’t have sent out for a Chinese takeaway, we wouldn’t have drunk that bottle of wine—well, because Drew was driving, I drank most of it—and I wouldn’t have been so stupid as to blurt out the first thing that came into my mind when he asked what I wanted for my birthday. Why. She was smiling, "I love you daddy..." She kissed me. I responded quickly, kissing her, then pulled back. "This isn't right. I, we, could stir up a whole lot of trouble doing this..." Please, daddy? I really want to, and we're both adults now, Please?"I looked her in the face. She had that look. Innocence on the verge of triumph, I kissed her.She pulled her hands out from behind her back and embraced me. "Be gentle, daddy, I've never done this before."I started slipping out of her grasp, down. I shouldn’t have tried to help Jen.”“You were only trying to be a good friend. You don’t deserve what happened.”“Nobody does.”“So, what did happen?”“Ash and I went over to Jen’s place to see if we could do anything. We just wanted to talk. She warned us not to come. Her parents don’t get off work until 6, so we thought we were safe. God, both you and Jen warned us, and we went anyway. We get there, and the first thing she does is apologize. We didn’t know what for, but at least we were talking.. He sent the flowers, not wanting to put all that he had to say in a little note, and had gotten out of the last part of his trip, so he was arriving home Wednesday night for a long weekend where he and Sara could work things out and make things hot between them again. He had brought chocolates, and a wine, and he came to the house at 7:45 pm, surprised to see a pickup truck in his driveway. Without really suspecting anything, he decided to park up the street a ways and see what was up. He.