Don't wanna be treading all kinds of crap around.” I smiled. “No, thanks. I doubt the wife'd like it much.” He smiled up back at me as he unlace... the black boots and tugged his feet out of them. I gulped and wondered why a sweaty football sock was making my stomach do the kind of flips that are generally reserved for, well, a sweaty rest of him. “Phone's in there.” I pointed to the living room. “You want a beer while you wait?” “Christ, yeah, mate! Been a shitter of a day.” “No probs.” I gently. She dialed 911 by touch and prayed that the call would go through, when she heard the operator’s voice on the line her body went limp. ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~` Justin sat at the kitchen table, slamming back his fourth beer. What was he going to do now. He had her but he couldn’t keep her here. Sooner or later someone was going to come looking for her. He had to find somewhere else to keep her, somewhere safe. He popped the top off of another beer, it wasn’t supposed to be this way. Why did she. More

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