How would I know? Maybe I’d have him pay for the room. What if she said hubby wanted to watch? I’d say, yes sure, the second time.First time aroun...d, I’d want her to say I was better than him, no way I’d let him see me in action unless I knew I had something to offer that he would respect. The way I figured it, and the thing that scared me, was this guy, Guy or anyone else, had to be better endowed or there was no point to the whole thing.Did I want to see Ellen being very intimate with a man. ‘It shouldn’t be me. You are the descendant, you talk to your relatives.’ Bella’s logic was as usual typically female. ‘But this was your idea.’ ‘Yes. But I always thought that you would do the talking.’ ‘Thanks.’ I replied flatly. ‘I think another smacked bottom is in order.’ Her eyes twinkled. ‘Oh goody. I like that. Tonight?’ She came and embraced us both, the baby and me and then took the baby from me. I put my arm around Bella’s waist and prepared to speak. I felt like a complete idiot. I. Taryn wanted to open a restaurant, Isla smiled to herself at the thought. ‘I hope that’s a smile for me,’ Michael said with confidence. Again, there was that confidence that some would mistake for arrogance. Her grandmother had told her that a confident man was a man with a mission and a plan, and that he had every intention on seeing them through. That memory made her nervous. She hesitated before looking up at him. Once their eyes connected her mind began to race with thoughts of their kiss. " OK, you have my promise to honor her privacy, please go on Ellen," I told her."Thanks, I knew you'd understand," Ellen continued. "In any case, Lynne will be fifty-two on her next birthday. I know... I know... she doesn't look anywhere near that age, and lord knows she certainly doesn't act it." No, she certainly doesn't. From her appearance, I'd have guessed that she was in her mid to late thirties, she has no gray hairs, no crow's feet around her eyes, and God, she still has a better figure.