He set her up with a murderer. A murderer! Of all the lowdown, dirty deeds that Sam had done, this by far was the worst thing he ever could have done to her. She was still reeling when at one in the morning she received a phone call.
"Hello?"
"Diane? It's me. I wanted to say..."
"Say what? That you put my life in jeopardy just so you could get your jollies? Well it worked. Well done, Sam."
"No, Diane, let me explain."
"It seems to me you did your explaining in the bar. You're carrying a torch for me, and so you put off setting me up with a perfectly wonderful guy so you could lay claims to me all for yourself. Nice."
"Diane, it wasn't like that. I wasn't thinking. It's just that, well, you've been so nice to me lately and I kinda thought...never mind, it's stupid."
"That's never stopped you before, has it?"
"I wanted to say that I kind of thought you had a thing for me too. I don't know what I was thinking. But believe me, the last thing I ever wanted to do was to put you in harm's way."
"That's supposed to pacify me?"
"What do you want from me. Diane? I made a fool out of myself just to impress you. I wasn't thinking. Believe me, it will be a cold day in hell before I go out of my way for you again. Again, I'm sorry. Good night."
With that, Diane hung up the phone, unable to fall back asleep quickly. Thoughts of Sam plagued her for some time. He was wrong and kind of selfish, but in a way, he kind of made it clear that he cared for her. He admitted as much at the bar. So what was the problem? What was preventing her from committing to Sam? She had a feeling that he was going to be trouble; just how much she had no idea.
TBC