DAN COMES BACK TO MY APARTMENT

Dan was finally discharged from the hospital. He called and asked me if he could come by, and I told him he could. He said he was eager to see me, and to thank me for what I had done for him. I didn't think I did anything, but according to Dan, I did. So, I took the compliment, and left it at that, at least for now.

I couldn't wait to see him. He took a cab over, and when he finally arrived, I was so surprised. He was cleaned up, and he looked healthy. He walked slowly towards me, and I walked towards him as we both greeted each other with a hug and a kiss.

I had him sit down on my comfortable sofa, and offered him a drink. My choice was either coffee or something cold and he took a ginger ale. I asked him how his wounds were doing, and he said they were well into the healing stage, and he would be as good as new. He began asking me why I hadn't come back to see him after my first visit and simply told him that I didn't really know why. He stared at me, saying nothing at all. His beautiful brown eyes looked deep into my soul, and I didn't want him to know much about me so I looked away.

All I could think of was to touch him, to feel him like I did when we were at the hospital, and I wanted to devour him right then and there. I breathed easily, taking a few breaths, not showing him my eagerness. I just sat there, wanting to pull him into me.

So, I began asking him what incident had occurred that led to what nearly got him killed. I mean, you don't run into someone bleeding half to death in the middle of your living room on a daily basis, now do you?

He took a deep breath, and told me he would tell me, and then as he started to, I interupted him by asking if he wanted anything to eat. Then, I suggested that he wait to tell me, and since the day was bright and sunny, we should go outside to enjoy the city. He thought it a good idea, but really wanted to just sit with me, to talk and see where he was 'rescued' in a more clearer light.

Just then, someone was walking into my apartment. I went over to my visitor to tell him I was busy and not to come back until a few days. I spoke in a soft voice, and he was gone in seconds. Dan was about to leave, thinking a 'friend' came over and didn't want to intrude, but told him I had no plans. I locked the door.

He went into a deep dark explanation of his involvement with people he met at a club one night, and told me everything. I just sat there and listened with horror and amazement. How horrible to be caught up in something you have nothing to do with, then be blamed for it.

He drank down the cold ginger ale I poured for him, and asked to use the bathroom. When he came out, he fell back unto my couch, letting me know that he would move into an apartment with a friend of his, but only temporarily until he found an apartment of his own. I wasn't about to let him stay with me as it just wouldn't be the thing to do. I mean, I could have offered but as things were for now, it wouldn't go over very well.

We continued to sit in my living room, seeing him gaze over the entire room, taking everything in. He took my hand, and gently brought it up to his lips, and kissed it. He kept on looking at my hand, telling me what pretty hands I have. He admired my finger nails as well, and told me how lovely I was. I couldn't say anything. I just looked at his handsome face and knew he may still be in danger.