Roxie had a feeling he would have been open to her, even if they weren't mates, she had just never had the opportunity talk about his past before this.  "How about this?  You finish your toast, we go back into your bedroom, and I ask you questions about your past until I eventually pass back out?"  His hands felt good on her hips, like this was more right than anything she had done in her life.<br/><br/>"I'd honestly be interested in all of it.  My dad told a few stories, about some of the trouble you got up to when the two of you met, but I think he left out some of the details, to make sure he didn't contribute to my delinquency."