"Sammy is that really what you think happened there?" I asked. He looked over at me. His lips were tight and he shrugged.

"Yes," he said in a terribly soft voice.

"No Sammy, it wasn't like that at all. You never took advantage of me. Hell I practically threw myself at you. You didn't do anything wrong. It was all me. I am the one who messed things up," I said.

"That can't be true," he said, moving his hand out from under mine.

"Why not?"

"Because you are beautiful girl! Guys would take years off of their lives to do with you... what I did. I am a little...