When my date turned out to be a giant asshole, I needed to call someone I could trust, who made me feel safe, and you were the first person I thought of. You've been hired to drive me around all summer while I'm vacationing here, so you're one of the only people I know in the area and you're a decent guy. Lucky for me, you helped me out and brought me home. But even after you've made sure I'm home safely, you still hang around to make sure I'm okay, and as the reality of what could have happened starts to sink in, I'm suddenly very glad you're there. You make me feel safe, and in the heat of the moment, you make me feel a whole lot of other things as well...