Okay, here goes Chapter 3… Review please!

Jesse's POV

We watched her movie until about 3:00 or 4:00. We were both pretty hungry, since neither of us had lunch, so we decided to go out and get something. Halfway through our cheeseburgers (which were very good), we spotted someone else there that we knew.

I know what you're thinking. Paul, right? You think he followed us to this hamburger joint to give us a hard time while we downed our dinner. While I would not put it past Slater, we actually saw CeeCee and Adam, Susannah's friends. Susannah got up to go talk to them, and as I watched them, I felt my cell phone vibrate in my pocket. I answered it, expecting it to be someone from medical school. "Hello?"

But no. Of course it wasn't. "Is this the cowboy?" He simply cannot leave us be, can he?

"Listen, Slater, if you don't stop calling us, I will make sure you—"

"Whoa, hold it there. I was wondering if you wanted to…come over later. You know. Hang out. I want to patch things up between us. I feel bad about all the resentful feelings between us. I thought you might want to watch a movie…the Godfather?"

I didn't believe that that was what he wanted, but Nombre De Dios, I didn't want anything to happen to Susannah. I decided that this would be a good opportunity to try and figure out that he was up to. "Fine, Slater. When to you propose we have this…get-together." I tried to sound friendly, but I'm afraid I came across as very cold. Paul, however, didn't seem to notice.

"What about…next weekend?" I could breathe easy again. I knew that if he was planning to do anything to Susannah, he wouldn't do it until I'd been over to his place. For whatever reason he wanted me there.

"That sounds good to me," I said, and began hanging up.

Suddenly, he said, "How are things going with Suze?"

"They are just as good as they were last time you called, Slater."

"If I find out that you are doing anything to her…"

"Paul, I love her too much for that. You know that, don't you?" I was very tired of having this discussion. This was sounding very similar to the conversation Susannah said she had earlier that day with Paul. I hung up.

A few minutes later, Susannah re-joined me. She must have noticed the stony look on my face, because she asked, "Jesse, what is it?" I didn't want to worry her, but I told her anyway. Her eyes widened.

"Don't tell me you are going to Paul's house alone. I want to go with you Jesse. I don't know what he is up to, but it can't be any good."

"Querida, I can take care of myself. You will stay at the apartment. My sole concern is making sure you are safe. I don't want Slater to…try anything. Now, finish your food before it gets cold."

Suze's POV

I knew Paul was up to something. Even though Jesse told me he could take care of himself, I just had to find out what Paul was up to. I called him.

"Hello?"

"What are you up to?"

"'s speaking?"

"You know perfectly well who is speaking. Paul, why did you invite Jesse to your house? You two hate each other."

"He told you? Damn!" He said a few other colorful things that I will refrain from repeating.

"Why do you insist on trying to break us up?"

"Maybe I just think you are…better-suited with other people."

"Paul, I thought we agreed that we could only be friends."

"No, Suze, you agreed. I obliged. But that was then. I want you, Suze."

"Paul?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up." I slammed the phone down. I was disgusted. I was going with Jesse to Paul's, and that was final.