Jordan let his arms envelop her and kissed her with all the passion he had within him. The feel of her hand stroking his neck, her tongue in his mouth and the sheer scent of her drove him crazy. He let his head fall to her neck and he gently started kissing her softly just behind her ear, Angela moaned and pulled him in closer to her.

She had missed him so much and she had been foolish to end things so suddenly with him.

Jordan couldn't get enough of her, his fingers lightly traced the top of her towel, he was desperate to pull it away from her but restrained himself.

Angela cupped his head in both of her hands and looked into his eyes.

"I'm sorry" she whispered.

Jordan frowned slightly "Sorry? For what?" he was confused.

Angela broke away from their embrace and put on Jordan's T shirt and jeans, she needed a belt as they kept falling down and as she couldn't find one, she tied her wet shirt around her waist.

"Angela, what are you sorry for? What the hell is happening here?" he was getting frustrated at her, how one minute she could be falling into his arms and the next moment pulling away from him.

Angela faced Jordan, now fully dressed. "We came here to talk, I'm so sorry Jordan, I shouldn't have kissed you.."

Jordan rubbed his brow with one hand and placed his other hand in his pocket. "You shouldn't have kissed me because you're engaged or because you no longer feel anything for me? Dammit Angela, why do you do this to me?"

Angela's lip wobbled "I shouldn't have kissed you because I'm engaged.."

Jordan shook his head angrily "Why are you playing with me like this? If you love you're fiance why the fuck are you even here, what on earth do we have to talk about Angela. You left me, You broke my fucking heart and you left me..." his face looked stricken and Angela burst into tears.

"Jordan please listen to me..." Jordan had his back to her, he was shaking with rage and hurt. "I loved you so much, so much and I still do. But things have changed , I've changed"

Jordan turned to face her, tears streaming down his face. "So you don't want me any more I get it, you just came back here to crush any chance I thought I had with you right? Well congratulations Angela, I get the fucking message now..."

Angela reached out for Jordan but he pulled away from her. Sobbing ,she started to move towards him but he sidestepped her and pointed towards his front door. "I'd like you to leave now.." he couldn't look at her.

Angela wanted to tell him how she dreamt that her fiance was him, she wanted to tell him how much she yearned for him and regretted ever moving away..But she couldn't.

"Jordan can't we talk?" she begged.

"I don't think there's anything left to say Ang..." he said coldly.

As Angela headed for the front door she turned to Jordan and smiled bitterly "See, that's always been our problem Catalano, neither of us really sit down and communicate with each other"

He closed the door behind her and sat on the floor, his head resting against the door. He was angry, angry that he let his hopes be raised like that, he was angry at her for playing yet another game.

He stood up and grabbed her wet clothes, as he went to shove them into a plastic bag, he heard something fall onto the wooden floorboards. He looked down and saw Angela's engagement ring. He picked it up and placed it on his little finger, he opened a beer and drank slowly, never taking his eyes off of that ring.

Angela walked slowly back to her parent's house. Seeing Jordan, having him hold her like that was too much for her to bare. She knew she had to call off her engagement to Matt. She also realised that she had handled things with Jordan terribly, just like the last time she left him.

She was a mess, totally incapable of sorting out the mess she was in with Jordan.