He contacted the owner immediately to set up a time to view and possibly pick it up.The owner sent him a time they both agreed upon and Jon put his on... his calendar so he did not forget about it that weekend. He worked the week thinking about the couch and his desires for some companionship that seemed to be eluding him since he moved to the small town where he lives now. The town is quiet and nobody really seems to care what some single person living on a road at the end of town does or does. Mia wasn't sure what to make of him but apparently Robert knew what to do with her.As she let herself in to Mac's house she recalled vividly Robert's words of earlier this evening."Will you marry me, Amy?"Mia shuddered, she despised the nickname Amy. How could he ask her about marriage? They weren't dating, they had never dated! They had a business relationship only; their dinners together were meetings with prospective buyers or to secure commissions on a piece of jewelry. How had he gotten. I'd changed into the nightshirt I'd bought at the mall and to his credit, Danny let me have my nap. It was when he woke me up that we had a delicious problem. Kisses to my neck and a gentle hand caressing my breast made the nicest kind of alarm clock. Unfortunately, "Danny... Oohhh fuck...Danny! You know we don't have time. All you're doing is... Ohh, fuuuck..." I had to stop as a shiver ran through my entire body from hot breath on a very tender spot on my neck."Danny, you're just going to. " I spend my entire shift at the hospital thinking about Jeremy's problem. During my break, I talk to our resident speech therapist about how to overcome stuttering problems. By the time my shift is over, I've got a strategy for Jeremy that just might work but I figure I better run it by my sister. I e-mail her from the hospital computer and arrange to meet her for breakfast when I get off."Well, the good news is, he's not gay," I tell my sister over coffee in the hospital coffee shop. My shift.