on the way home

I hated the fact that Jess had to leave so soon after we ate. I had to watch Sasha and Ruben being love birds. But not long after the clean up, Angie left too. She'd been really silent around Will so I wasn't sure what happened there. Finally, Sasha and Ruben left. I didn't know where, but I guess it was none of my business. Will and I got ready to go home.

"So how was it with Angie?" I asked as we walked toward to car.

"I think it went rather well." Will was all Mr. Matter of fact as we got in, and he started the car.

"Oh really?" Couldn't he be more specific?

"She's just shy." He was quite closed lip about it.

"You think you'll go out, again?" I looked at him, but he kept his eyes on the road. Carefully, to watch out for little ones who might stray from their mothers.

"Maybe." He just drove once he got to the freeway. "And you? What was that? He was all over you."

"What?" I scowled then with my arms crossed. "What are you talking about?"

"This Jesse, you just let him hang all over you." He shuttered then as if I'd made him sick.

"Well, you hardly said, anything." I winced.

"You wouldn't let me." He was straight lipped. "Besides, I had too much to worry about with Angie."

"With Angie?" I scowled more. "You worried? How?"

"I have to keep my eye out, you know. I can't let myself get hurt." He told me. That made two of them then. They might as well get in their own plastic balls and roll around out there in the world, out of harms way. No way did I see them ever having a relationship. But I wasn't going to burst his self-righteous bubble.