Patrick begins driving and my nerves are so high that I feel like anything I do will alert him to my suspicions that he has taken my mate. I feel something on my thigh and jump.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." Patrick says as he puts his hand on my thigh. Shit... say something!
"Sorry... It is me. I guess I am just nervous to be alone with you... After all this time... it feels... I don't know... New I guess."
"I agree. It would be dishonest if I told you that I wasn't nervous too. I have you here again and I don't want to ruin it."
I try to smile normally. "You aren't ruining anything."
He returns my smile and slides his hand further up my thigh. I try to smile, though it is actually making me nauseated to have another man's hands on me. I screw up my courage and place my hand o
