I turn to see her wrapped in my robe. Hair wet but some normal color in her cheeks."Bruce."She smiles."I like that name. I need to sleep for a while. ...ill you still be here when I wake up?"I look back at her not reacting."Please don't leave. Please." she asks in a soft voice."Alright dammit. I will be here."She smiles and vanishes.The next few hours pass swiftly. I spend most of the time working. Trying not to think. Does not work very well. How could it? I wish I could say I came to a good. Now, let’s not get this wrong, I am very fond of her, she’s a great chef and very pretty, and since I am a healthy red blooded male with a typically hormone soaked brain my reaction to her is ... ambivalent, my eyes see girl, but some part of my brain says not. Hmm... Whilst my brain was thus occupied my eyes continued to take in what was around me, and at this particular moment my eye was caught by one of the prettiest young ladies you could wish to see. It’s always difficult to estimate ages. “I reached for some tissue,” she began, “and when I pulled, my bracelet snagged on the holder. I cannot free it.” I crouched beside her and saw that the fine gold chain had caught on a piece of the metal holder and was not going to move easily. “I will go and get the First Officer. He is also an engineer. He will be able to do something.” “No!!” she hissed. “Look at me! Do you think I want a man to see me like this?” Her expression was a mixture of embarrassment and anger. “Damn it.... ‘Thank you.’ She turned to leave when he said, ‘Miss Templeton, before you go.’ Uneasy that she was away from the party with him with a chaperone she turned to face him ‘Could we please talk on the way back to the ballroom?’ ‘This will only take a moment,’ he replied. Nearing her he said quietly, ‘I was not expecting to be so enchanted this evening. My sister had mentioned that you were very beautiful but I thought she was exaggerating. Not only have I found that she was being truthful but I.