She stood there, clearly growing scared, clutching her delicate flowers. She set them on the counter and tried to act casual. She made her way towar...s me but as she passed Rick she realized there was only a small space to get past him. She turned towards the sink and tried to slide past which caused her amazing ass to graze against his jeans and his bulge to brush along her lower back. She got past and almost rushed into my arms. Rick looked casually out the front again and noted that it. I braked quickly and pulled on my T-shirt, but I'm afraid it was just a bit too late. In the grass beside the car two young men were lounging with a flask of coffee and a couple of sandwiches.- That was really a sight out of a fairy-tale, the tallest of them volunteered as I approached.- Well, I can't really say that I had planned on being watched, I said with a smile. - You two are the first persons I've seen here for more than 5 months.- Seems to be our luck, the tall one answered. - Can we. He used to give piggy-back rides to her around the house whenever she would ask.They would play each other in "Go Fish," and he would simultaneously lose to her on purpose while she also cheated at the game.But that little girl, his little Speedy, was not the same person he saw before him today after so many years away on the island.She had grown from a 13 year old into a fully grown 18 year woman.She was completely different.She had grown.She had changed.And Oliver had missed all of it.He knew. But "Jace Tyreson never backs away from a fight," or so you keep telling yourself. House arrest isn't so bad, you try to tell yourself. Your food is delivered to you on time, the TV and computer work, and for the most part, your needs are pretty much taken care of for you. At least you don't need to wear one of those garish ankle monitors. Still, the situation itself is an insult.Maybe you could've seen this coming, maybe not. You were never all that great at reading women, isolated as you were.