They stood there staring at each other for what seemed an eternity. Neither one of them knowing what to say. Shane coughed and put his hand on Jordan's shoulder. "I gotta get back to work man..You gonna be okay?" he asked, worried.

Jordan smiled faintly at Shane, he was glad his friend had broken the eye contact that he was maintaining with Angela.

"I'll be fine bro, go get to work before you're ass gets fired..I'll call you later on"

Shane slowly walked away, he turned back and shouted "Catalano, make sure you call me man.."

Jordan raised his hand to Shane and looked back towards Angela. She hadn't moved from her seat, she was now staring blankly at the road ahead.

He cleared his throat to make sure that he wouldn't sound strangled when speaking to her. He was churning up inside, she was beautiful and hadn't changed a bit, this face in front of him was the face he dreamed about for the last few years.

"So I um..better take a look at your car" was all he could manage to say.

"I'd appreciate that" she replied meekly. God damned piece of shit car had to break down in front of him didn't it she thought to herself.

Jordan held open her door for her so she could get out but she just sat there. He looked puzzled and reached out his hand to her, to help her out.

She looked up at him and gingerly took his hand. As soon as they made skin to skin contact a jolt of what seemed like electricity shot through both of their bodies. They immediately let go of each other's hands and looked at each other, both knowing they just felt the same thing.

Jordan didn't say a word, he climbed into Angela's car and pulled the choke. The car spluttered and sprang back to life.

He looked at Angela and smiled slyly "You never were too good with cars"

Angela smiled back and nodded in agreement "It's why I left all driving to you" she answered quietly.

Jordan was aching to pull her into his arms, to touch her face and say a million times how much he had missed her and craved her. It took everything in him to refrain from getting any closer than three steps away from her.

Angela looked into his beautiful oil smudged face and tears began to well up in her eyes. Jordan could see tears forming in Angela's eyes and his heart lurched for her.

"Jordan..." She began, scared of losing control. The phone in Jordan's garage began to ring and Jordan looked at it, relieved that he had an escape route.

"I have to get that Angela, I'm waiting on an important call"

Angela took a deep breath "Jordan, we have to talk..." Jordan took a step towards her, he looked down and reached out to touch her face, it was then he noticed her engagement ring and he recoiled his hand back, as though he'd been bitten by a snake.

He just kept staring at her ring and mumbled "You're getting married?"

Angela saw the pain etched in his face and let out a sob "Jordan, I can explain..we need to talk"

Jordan shook his head and started walking backwards towards the garage. "I have to get this call, You know where to find me..I-I live above the garage now...See ya around" the last few words that escaped Jordan's lips were strained, like he'd been burnt.

Angela wiped her eyes and got back into her car. "See ya around" she whispered.

As she drove off Jordan let the phone carry on ringing, there were so many unsaid things between them, so much pain and feelings that had never truly been forgotten. He watched her drive out of his sight and sank to his knees, hands covering his eyes and started to sob.

Angela could barely see the road through her tears. Why did she let Rayanne talk her into coming back here, all she was doing was hurting him all over again.

She wanted to have his arms around her, she wanted to stroke the back of his hair and tell him she still loved him. She wanted to say how much of an idiot she had been leaving him. She wanted to apologise for losing their child.

Oh my god the baby, the hurt was unbearable and she had felt that she had let him down. She felt abnormal and that he deserved better. That's why she left, he was heartbroken after the miscarriage and she couldn't give him what he craved.

She should never have come back.

She pulled into her mother's drive and burst out crying.
Patty was waiting at the door for her and saw her daughter in tears. She ran towards Angela's car and pulled her into her arms.

"sweetheart, what on earth has happened?" she asked anxiously.

Angela buried her face into her mother's shoulders and sobbed louder. "Oh mom, I've hurt him all over again, I shouldn't have come back" she wailed.
Patty held Angela for a long time , soothing her and helping ease her pain. Danielle had walked over to the car.
By this time Angela's tears had subsided and she had finsihed telling Patty about her meeting with Jordan. Danielle climbed into the backseat.

"Guy's why are we sitting in a car?" she asked, puzzled.

Angela reached over and took Danielle's hand.

"How you been sis?" she asked , trying to sound bright. "I've been good" answered Danielle. "It's you who's clearly not"

Angela smiled and said"nice observational skills Danielle".

Danielle got out of the car and gestured for Angela to get out. "Right, after dinner you and I are going for a beer, you can tell me why you're so damn depressed"

Angela put her arm around her sister and an arm around her mother. " Beer sounds good, I'm starving mom, what have you cooked?"