Gerard Point of View

I felt very strange leaving Silvia in her car last night. How many women had I fucked and then walked them to her car, said goodbye, and never thought about them again? But as I helped Silvia into it, I had the strange desire to ask her to stay and have another drink with me now that we were in a place where every word that came out of her mouth wasn't something sarcastic. I was interested in sitting down and talking to her. I didn't understand what that meant, but I did know that it scared me a lot. So, instead of asking her to...