“But, who knows how long he will be here.”“That’s got too be rough on you. Someone as young and as vibrant as you seem to be”“Honestly. It...sucks. But I am getting used to it now.I throw myself into my work a great deal. When he is home though, I am not allowed to work, or work very little. He likes to be waited on hand and foot.” she explained.I just shook my head when she said this, then added, “Well, no person should be subjected to that sort of treatment. I wouldn’t want to be treated like,. " She started walking toward him, she got close enough then jumped in his arms. Anthony looked at her and said "I told you I would catch you." They walked hand in hand to his car, he put her bags in the trunk, and helped her get in. As they drove, Anthony placed his hand on her thigh and said "Im so glad your here."..... They drove what seemed to be hours before they reached his apartment in the Bronx, she got out of the car as Anthony got her bags. "Now there a few rules, dont go out by. I quickly retrieved a lime and began cutting it up for our beers.He stood still leaning against the counter as I strolled over towards the kitchen table preparing to sit down, knowing as I did so he was staring at me, no doubt admiring my tight fitting red outfit."I liked the other shirt you had on better," I heard him suddenly saying.With my back still towards him I set my beer down on the kitchen table. Surprised unexpected anger, a bit of irritation with this young man caused me to do. You're right, Warren, I fucking blew this. Sophie, you don't get it because I fucked up." She took a deep breath. "Sophie, Warren loves me-but not like he loves you. I know that. I accept that. But I do love him, completely-and I love you, too. I wasn't trying to take him away from you. I was just trying to, I don't know, be with him, occasionally, for a while." Jessie sniffled in her own tears. "Not forever. Not all the time. Just once in a while. And just until I find someone of my own who.