"Responsibilities?" Jordan asked Sheryl.
"Well, a lot," Sheryl answered, and counted in her head, and the only responsibility ringing in her head was, "take care of Gal and Jordan."
"Mmmh."
Sheryl waited for Jordan to ask more and when he didn't. She squeezed his hands and continue walking. Jordan looked at her and squeezed back. They arrived at the car and Sheryl opened the door for him.
"Sheryl I can do it by myself," Jordan said as Sheryl did his seat belt, "I know," Sheryl said and locked the door. She walked to the other side and entered the car, she looked at Jordan and found him looking at her weirdly.
"What?"
"Nothing."
That look was definitely something and Sheryl was not going to let it slide, so she asked again with a playful tone, "Jordie, what is it?" And took the bottle of water from the seat behind, opened and began drinking while staring at Jordan as she wait for him to answer.
