“You go ahead and drive Angie. I’ll take care of the dishes for you.” Patty looked at him with surprise – kitchen cleaning was his most hated ...chore. She usually had to pull teeth to get him to mop the floor, or even clean his own plates. In spite of that, Patty didn’t press him. She Saran-wrapped her plate and left it on stove (because she had only been pushing the food around on her plate anyway), and prepared to drive Angie across town.Twenty minutes later, Patty was finally ready to drive. A few more minutes passed with her sitting like that. She held the book with her left hand, pressing it down against her crossed legs. Her right hand rested just above her left elbow and her fingers were gently caressing her smooth skin. It seemed like she was just grazing her arm with her fingers. But as she was doing that, it allowed her to lightly play with her left nipple with her thumb. All very covert. No one shooting a quick glance towards her would notice anything worth noticing. She. Maybe Caroline had even made a tenuous link between Dan’s photos and the bookshop studio. If so, then perhaps Caroline was here on a fishing expedition, or maybe he was simp, y worrying too much and that Caroline just fancied him after all.“I have a rather delicate question to ask you Sean” began Caroline after a long awkward pause. Sean rhetorically patted himself on the back, but then Caroline hesitated again. Why she should be asking this young man if he knew anything about her mother’s. "Jordan looked at her tenderly, "Would you ever go back to Reno?" No!" Angel said firmly, "I don't think I could ever go back to the filth and degradation of that lifestyle, it was slowly killing me. Being with you makes me feel good, but I don't see much of a future for us Jordan, not really. My past will always get in the way of our happiness." She was finally able to admit her fears.Jordan kissed her tenderly. He wanted to tell her that her past would never matter to him, but he didn't want.