We took our seats. “Oh my God, Andrew. I am so damn sorry!” she said. “Your face!”“I was in a fight. It happens,” I said. “No big deal.�...�“Jesus, I am so damn sorry. This is all my fault. I don’t know what to say, do, think...”“No need, no need to worry. We only got two hours, and there is so much to say,” I said. “I don’t want to talk about some chulo asshole. Okay?” She nodded, but it was a worried nod.“Did you get the pic of Kari I sent?” she said. She knew I had. I’d written her that I had.. Coming back into the kitchen with only a towel and a smile I got up took her hand and we walked to the bedroom at the other end of the cottage. She laid on the bed I pulled the towel off and let my robe drop to the floor. Laying down beside her running my fingers through her short wet hair I started to kiss her my fingers playing with the back of her neck I whispered I so wanted some one on one time with you. Our lips touched our tongues seemed like 2 magnets rolling around in her mouth, my. I reached over and held Jess's hand for a moment, and asked her if she would dance with me. She said yes in a rather eager fashion, rising even before I did, and we made our way to the dance floor. I am a horrible dancer, but I did my best for her that evening, and we danced through several songs. As we got more comfortable being on the dance floor alone, things seem to just flow better, and things would get interesting now.As we danced, the outside world seemed to fade away, it was just the. Abbie turns to face me from the driver’s seat, giving me that half concerned, half angry look of hers, wishing I would tell her what the fuck was going on, and furious that I wouldn’t. It’s not that I don’t love and trust her, I just don’t want her to have to get involved in any of this. I didn’t even want her to come with me, but she nearly pulled my hair out as she refused to let me go alone. I tell her to stay in the car, but Abbie doesn’t listen, of course she doesn’t. It was a futile.