"Really ?, so the last stop is yours, that's a ways off yet, maybe a hour or so, if there's no problems on the line thats is"<br/>Her stop was just after his, that meant she lived maybe 15 miles away. John wasn't great with percentages, but the chances had to be pretty slim of Gwin being so close.<br/>"So, we both have a way to go yet, I'll go grab us another drink, its the least I can do. Then we can carry on talking if you like ?, any subject you want"<br/>It was hard to ignore how nice it felt with Gwin making even the slightest contact with him. Thankfully nothing obviously showed, he really didn't need that sort of trouble.<br/>As he stood up his phone went again. Two texts. Who would be trying to get in touch with him that badly ?.<br/>It hit him like a ton of bricks. the photos must have gone up on friendface. If Gwin hadn't of been with him it would have destroyed him, yet now is seemed trivial, almost laughable.<br/>He turned to her, awaiting her reply.<br/><br/>