CHAPTER EIGHT


"You are so beautiful," I said watching Andrea drink a glass of whiskey in my apartment.

"So are you," she whispers.

"Your mind stays on Shane doesn't it?"

"I worry about him. Everyone in the group, but honestly I think they are probably dead," she says taking another sip from her glass.

Andrea was letting go of the past. Letting this Shane guy go. Moving forward with me.

" I know what is like to lose someone you love. My wife died eighteen months before this all happened. I was alone with my daughter," I said putting my hand on her shoulder.

"I am sorry.. I lost my sister Amy, my friend Dale, and now Shane," Andrea says softly.

"Was a car accident. Nothing was wrong with her. She was just gone," I said softly.

"That's terriable," Andrea said touching my shoulder.

"But we have each other now," I said pouring her another glass of whiskey.

"Yes we do," Andrea says taking a long sip.

I watch as she drinks several glasses of whiskey.

I can't take my eyes off of her. I am undressing her in my mind. Wondering what she looks like undressed.

I can see her becoming more relaxed with every drink, and I know soon I'll have her where I want her.

Still the anticipation is killing me. Andrea is good at making me wait.

But I could not wait much longer.