Ok, so she didnt follow directions, it wasnt that much of a big deal. We didnt discuss a detour. Blake said in a cold voice. Bailey ignored that and r...olled her eyes, And? What are you going to do about it? She turned her back to them as she looked in the cabinets for her Folgers coffee container. She had made an agenda for when she got home and she was going to need coffee to stay up. Bailey started her coffee and turned around to face them and held her ground. She was going to do this her. Now that might even be tastier than pasty, Bill thought to himself. Bill got the check, paid the tab and led Ann by the hand back outside. In short order they were back at Ann’s place.“Thanks for dinner, it was wonderful.” Ann said as she fumbled for the key.“Yes it was, but I expect dessert will be even nicer.” Bill replied with a grin, “I’ve always been a dessert kind of guy.”In moments the two entered the house like newlyweds crossing the threshold. Ann grabbed Bill’s hand and led him. This was a dream, surely. The beach had been crowded with people not so long ago, when the stresses of her life pulled out to sea with each retreating wave and her eyelids grew blissfully heavy. Now she seemed alone, with this stranger shading the warm sun, robbing her eyes of what she needed to take in his form. He was standing perfectly still, in no hurry to end this eclipse. She pulled herself up, supporting her light frame on her elbows, and as her eyes adjusted to the light, she followed. The sliding doors had evidently been designed by someone whose main goals were to intimidate people, and to ensure each transaction went as quickly as possible. "Ah, perfect." The man looked her up and down. "How do you like your outfit?" It's strange." She squirmed around uncomfortably, trying to look back up at him. "I guess it's kind of interesting, though." I want you to be completely honest with me," said the man. "I even paid extra to have them turn off the CCTV cameras and.