Williams felt as though he'd had the wind knocked out of him; for he never expected this.

And suddenly he was terrified.

He didn't know how to comfort someone! To him, women were an obsession; a way to pass the time until someone better came along.

And someone always came along; their only requirement being to satisfy him sexually.

But Sara was different. And as he looked into her eyes, the pain he saw there physically hurt him.

Her expression begged him to say something but he had no idea what to say.

So he said the only thing he could think of;

"I'm so sorry, Sara."

God that was so pathetic! I'm sorry was something people said to sound polite, but Sara deserved so much more than I'm sorry.

Feeling helpless, he took her in his arms where she cried for a long time, and he didn't dare let go.

Nor did he want to.

His fingers stroked her silky hair, causing the scent of lilac to fill his scenes once more. After what seemed like an eternity, she drew back and he found himself shivering from the sudden loss of warmth.

Tenderly, he rubbed her back.

"I-I'm sorry. I don't... I'm not sure what to say except that I can't stand to see you hurting like this. God, I can't even imagine what you must be going through. I never met your father but from what you've told me about him, he loved you and your mom an awful lot."

She offered him the tiniest smile and looked into his eyes.

"You really think so?"

"I do. He worked hard to provide for you and your mother and I can see the way your face lights up when you talk about him."

"I loved him so much!" She said; her voice breaking as she dissolved into tears once more.

"Oh, Williams!"

"Come here."

She seemed to collapse into his arms as he held her tighter than before. When she was calm, he gently drew back.

"Why don't I drive you home?"

"But what about-."

"The movie?" Williams shook his head. "I don't care about that. All I care about is you."

It was several seconds after he'd spoken that he realized what he'd said. And he was surprised at how much he meant them.

Seeing her so distraught sparked something in him and he realized that he cared for Sara more than he ever imagined. He stared into her tear-filled eyes and slowly closed the distance between them.

His face moved closer and closer to hers until they were just inches apart. Their lips touched in a feather light kiss that instantly deepened into something he'd only dreamed about.

But this was no dream. It was real and when he slid his arms around her shoulders; his fingers massaging her neck, he knew he'd made a terrible mistake