Dillon held her tightly. "Okay whats wrong Emmy?" He asked extremely worried, still holding her he just whispered into her ear a constant stream of "It's okay Emmy, It's okay." He wanted her to feel better. He would hurt any man that hurt his best friend, he would even move from Jacksonville to Daytona Beach just to protect her from any man. He loved her not only like a sister but somewhere deep down in him he loved her in other ways. She was so beautiful, even when she was crying, and he understood her very easily. He picked her up and stood himself up holding her. "Here Emmy lets go sit on the couch and you can tell me all about what happened." He said holding her and going to close and lock the front door then went into the living room to sit on the couch and hold her still.