“That’ll do,” Liya said.“Anyone wanna go for ice cream,” asked Heather.“Oh, I can just see the guy behind the counter having a stroke or h...eart attack or something,” Rhee responded. “Remember how he ogled the five of us the last time we were there, and we were wearing normal clothes!”“I think that we should,” I said.Rhee looked at me with that eyebrow raised and with an odd expression. “You think we should? Are you not only beginning to, finally, accept that you’re pretty and sexy, but also. Eventually I felt that my every attempt to deepen our relationship was more like another stab of annoyance in his hectic life. As time went by, our lusty little relationship slowly diminished… but neither of us decided to break it off. Time and time again, I avoided potential relationships with other men as I still believed I only wanted Vincent. I wanted nothing more than his acceptance, just as always. I wanted him to want me… and an aching fear of being left by him was always on my mind. I. In fact, I was standing in front of a big concrete planter filled with bright purple and yellow flowers.“Weird!” I said to myself as I tucked the book into my pocket. But when I got home, I started thinking about whose name I might write in the book. I considered the redhead who lived across the hall, but she had a brother– a huge brother who was also a cop. Maybe the blonde with the big boobs who worked at the deli? Naw, she made the ditzes in the blond jokes look intellectual. I know! Marti. If he wasn’t he’d have to figure out another way to win them over. ‘I intend to marry her. I Intend to marry her. I intend to Marry her,’ he muttered under his breath as he spread the filling on the sandwich wraps. ‘Is that too forward. Should I just say she’s a very special girl? That sounds terrible. I’ll just stick with the truth.’ He put the sun dried tomatoes and artichokes hearts in equal distribution across the long flat bread. The parents would be there to interrogate him any minute..