As we drove to his boat ... he has a freaking boat! I was careful not to take conversations in the direction of what just happened. I want answers and explanations, true. But, I felt it want just the right time. I tried to make him comfortable and relaxed. He had a phone call that I couldn't make out the conversation. Whatever it was, definitely pissed him off. His face became furious for a split second before he glanced at me then relaxed and smiled at me.
Driving closer to the boat hangar, he reached forward and took my hand. “Don’t run, please—have a little faith in me and a little patience. Please,” he sighs bitterly, nuzzling my hand.
He looked so vulnerable … It was disturbing. I bend forward and kiss him gently on his lips.“Okay. Faith and patience, I can live with that. And, I w
