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He walked me to my side and stopped when he reached the door. He spun me around and I hugged him. His body was warm, and I felt him stroking my hair. Then he whispered in my ear, and it gave me chills.
    “ What the hell was that?” He didn’t pull away, just held me close, and I enjoyed the comfort that he gave me. He felt wonderful and smelled like forest and cologne. I had never felt so safe. I could stay in his hold forever.
    He finally pulled away and opened the door for me. I got in, and he walked around, hopped in, and started the Jeep. We drove in silence for a minute.
    Then , without taking his eyes off the road, he asked me, “So what did he do to you?”
    “What do you mean?”
    “I wanted to beat the crap out of him, change his face with my fists. Fuck, Katarina, the tension at that table was thick. My only objective was to protect you, and it was incredibly strong. That guy is an asshole, but there was more. What did he do to you?” He was beginning to raise his voice, and I felt the need to calm his anger.
    “If I tell you , I want to use my favor.” I bargained, observing his profile, and I could see his jaw tightening. “Really, it’s not a big deal, but I am not sure how you will react.”
    I grab bed his hand on the stick shift. His head jerked toward me and nodded his head. “All right.”
    “My favor is that no matter what I say, you cannot harm him or cause…physical damage.”
    Again he nodded his head. I removed my hand and began grabbing the end of my dress to pull it down. I was feeling cheap and trashy.  I knew he was going to make assumptions from what I was going to tell him. This dress and shoes made me look like I was asking for sex, begging for it.
    “So I have never told this story to anyone. I am not sure where to start. Umm…Red —I knew him as Jared—was friends with my brother. His parents traveled a lot, so he practically lived with us for about a year and went with us everywhere, including vacations. He fit into my family well. My parents were friends with his parents and I think that’s why he was allowed to stay with us. My parents were strict and had a lot of rules.  So, I got in trouble a lot at a young age, so my brothers learned early on to steer clear of me.  They knew just hanging around me would get them in trouble too. So when Jared came to stay with us, he practically was the only one who talked to me.  My parents for the most part stayed away from him, I guess there’s an unspoken rule about messing with friends’ children. He drove me to and from school and sometimes from dance classes. He looked out for me. I was lucky. 
    “ He started getting a little friendly, though. He would walk in while I was showering, or he would walk into my room without knocking. He always sat next to me, found reasons to touch me. He was very possessive of me, like answering my phone randomly and telling my friends I couldn’t talk, I was busy. He would chase boys away all the time. One night a boy came over. He was a friend, and we were studying and laughing about something. I really don’t even remember. Jared came in and read my male friend the riot act. He was telling him to get the fuck out of the house, that study time was over. I was mortified. I ran to my room crying. I stayed up studying that night, but ended up falling asleep on the floor. When I woke up, he was on me. He was telling me how he loved me. He was kissing me, and it hurt.”
    I stopped , remembering, and wiped my hand across my mouth. Jason was parking at my apartment. He shut off the Jeep and turned toward me. I took a deep breath, and I saw him take one.
    “He asked me not to scream , told me that it only hurts the first time.” I closed my eyes and finished, “He put his penis in me. I was paralyzed. I couldn’t move. I begged him to stop really loud, and he didn’t.”
    I slowly peeked at Jason. He was mulling over everything I had just said. “What happened next?”
    “My brother heard