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something she respected. What struck her most was the aura of kindness surrounding him, which softened his imposing stature. Overall, Cyril seemed safe - which was not what she wanted.
    She turned her attention back to the pie with a mountain of whip cream on top and her lips twitched. Lauren took the spoon and scooped up a mound of it. She turned the spoon upside down and slid it across her tongue. The sweet creaminess calmed her nerves as only whip cream could. “Mmm…”
    Cyril looked amused, but said nothing. He slurped his coffee noisily instead. She couldn’t tell if he was trying to be funny, but she found it endearing and smiled to herself. After all the whip cream was gone, Lauren pushed the pie away. She looked Cyril in the eye and asked, “Why did you do it?”
    “Do what? Pull you from the edge?”
    “Yeah.”
    “You would have been killed.”
    “So?”
    “You are far too young to end that way.”
    Lauren twirled a strand of her long brown hair. “You may think you’re a big hero or something, but the fact is I’m still here. I’m still in pain.” She got up from the booth and started walking towards the door.
    Cyril jumped up and followed behind her, yelling at the waitress, “Money’s on the table.”
    Once they were outside, she tried to make a quick escape but he grabbed her arm in a vice-like grip.
    “Let me go!”
    “No.”
    “Do you want me to scream bloody murder?”
    “You won’t,” he said confidently.
    She growled and tried to shake him off. “You did your big rescue. It’s over. Let me go.”
    “Where are you headed?”
    Lauren said nothing. She was going to end her pain tonight, one way or another.
    “I see. Then you’re coming with me.”
    She struggled more violently against him. “No, I’m not.”
    “I’m not leaving you alone, Lauren.” Cyril started pulling her back towards the subway. She planted her feet and tried to jerk away from him. He continued forward unfazed, her small stature no match against his hefty one. People began staring at them.
    Lauren didn’t want the attention so she reluctantly followed Cyril, determined to run the moment he loosened his grip.

Her Confession

    They jumped onto the next available subway train. Unfortunately, a menacing group of young thugs occupied the car. Normally Lauren had no problems on the subway, but the men reacted aggressively towards Cyril. “What are you doing with that white chick, terrorist? Get your hands off her, now!” the leader of the gang demanded.
    Cyril let go of Lauren, “We’ve got no problems here, buddy.”
    The youth advanced towards them. “What is an old pervert like you hanging on a young white girl for anyway?” His subordinates followed behind him threateningly. The rest of the people in the car remained where they were cautiously observing the scene, but choosing not to get involved.
    “We’re friends,” Cyril answered, moving between Lauren and the group.
    The leader gestured lewdly towards Lauren. “A raghead can’t give you what you need. But I can, baby.”
    Lauren glared at him. She hated bigots. “This is my boyfriend and he gives me more than you ever could.” She tiptoed, wrapping her arms around Cyril’s substantial neck and kissing him on the mouth. Despite the dire circumstances, Lauren couldn’t help noticing how soft and warm his lips were.
    The gang leader stopped in his tracks. “You’re fucking the terrorist?”
    Cyril stared at Lauren in shock and then turned towards the approaching group stating loudly, so the whole car heard, “I’m Greek, you ignoramus.”
    The leader looked at Lauren in disgust. “Giving it up to an Arab, huh? You fucking little ho!”
    Cyril moved towards him threateningly. “Shut your mouth, before I make you!”
    Lauren couldn’t help smiling. She’s never had a man defend her honor before. “It’s okay, Tiger,” she purred, placing her hands on his broad chest and looking up at Cyril innocently. “I can’t hear what those boys