Adrian exhaled, "perhaps she takes after you in more ways than we ever thought. You know that the Greengrass' were always old family friends." To this day he didn't know why he felt the need to defend himself. Adrian may have been a playboy in his school days, but he'd always been faithful to Tracey in thought and deed. Besides, he could see who he liked, couldn't he?
He stopped rubbing her feet to move back, sighing more than breathing this time, "I'm just fine, Tracey, you know that. It's a busy time at the shop and I've been worried about the kids, but nothing out of the ordinary," he almost added that he'd been worried about her, too, as he'd mentioned to Flint the other day, but thought she might think he was being overly-sentimental. A habit of his, he knew, if he were honest with himself.