It also informed her that Ivan and Anya, not to mention Leon, would be in town for dinner tonight. I had no idea what their mood or condition would be... I was giving her a heads up.I left the Billy Ames thing totally up to Jennifer. Eve and I went for a bike ride into the really classy housing section of town. I had no desire to live on one of the quiet, tree lined streets, but they did make a nice place to ride a bike. We must not have been too bad a sight for the old fogies, and their lawn. I feel it gently tug behind my head. I feel his fingers slowly stroke my hair to my shoulder. I feel a bit of apprehension as his fingers touch my clothed shoulders and softly caress down my arms till they reach my own fingers. Softly he takes my hands in my own and lifts them. Warm moist air covers my palms before his lips brush my finger tips. I feel him pulling me, and I concede, rising to stand before him, his lips still sending electric tingles through my hands as he kisses them. I feel a. Then we got the day underway.A quick shower helped us both feel more human but, interestingly, neither of us was very talkative that morning. My father did the honors for breakfast — French toast — and we decided it would be a day of rest, at least until it came time to make dinner. After breakfast, then, we just went back to our bedroom and lay down together — my arms around her as we faced the wall.During our solitary introspections I tried to make sense of my dreams from the night before. I. The night Ben turned eighteen, his father, drunk as usual, had thrown him out. With nowhere else to go, Ben had come to Dani and her parents. ‘Of course you can stay here,’ Dani’s mother had said, her father had agreed. Ben had stayed with them for a month, until he had saved enough money from his three part-time jobs to get a place of his own. He had paid the Phillipses back every penny they had spent on him during that month. The rift between Ben and Dani’s parents hadn’t come until after.