We were walking hand in hand through the quad to get to the parking lot, there were a few people walking about but they were pretty far off. I heard w...olf-whistle, but couldn't tell where it came from. I got closer to Scott and pulled his arm over my shoulder to further hide myself from unwanted attention, at least until we got to his car. It felt great to walk outside; listening to my heels clicking on the sidewalk and the feeling of my nylon-encased legs rubbing together under the tight dress. Rosie was pretty sure he wasn’t gay as she had seen glimpses of some of the pictures and videos he had stored on his computer, some of which were of great interest to Rosie, though she hid it well. What no one in the Thomas family knew was exactly why she had moved to America, sure they knew she had got divorced and it was acrimonious but she had always closed the subject down and said she her husband wasn’t very understanding. As she got the towel and water ready, she still remembered her. He was sittingalone in the local singles bar when this gorgeous looking lady sat downnext to him and started talking. For some reason, something abouther...or the night...or just fate... he seemed able to just say all the rightthings, react in all the right ways. It was like on that night he justhad the perfect game because they talked for hours and they clicked soperfectly.The pulsing energy around him diminished a bit, and the memory imprinteditself deeper into his mind filling him with a. Let’s just have this year and see what happens. Please?”“Yes,” I said. “That’s OK. But I want to say something important — if you meet someone you like, someone you would consider dating, I want you to see them. It would be terrible if you missed someone who might be a long-term partner because of me, given I can’t make any promises to you.”“I know. Let’s just let things go as they go.”I pulled her to me and hugged her, then gave her a gentle kiss. We got up and held hands while we walked.