So, I determined that once my divorce was finalized from that moron I was married to, I wanted to join you on that journey. I want to be that person w...ho sits with you on our bed and talks about our day and where things are going to go. I want to help you in your desire to succeed. Now that my divorce is final and I’m free to be with you, do you want to be with me?” “Are you kidding? I’ve got to say, that was quite a speech. And all the things you want, I want too. And I don’t want you to think. You know I’ve been dating, but there is nobody I’d call ‘serious’ at this point.”“Not Tasha?”“No. We’re just dating. I see other girls from time to time, but honestly, I’m spending more time with my friend Milena this Summer, and with Clarissa during the school year, than anyone else. And while I can’t reliably predict the future, and without making any promises, I honestly don’t foresee anything changing in the next year or so.”“You mean not getting engaged?”“The chances of THAT are. Joely spotted us first, and must’ve said something, because everybody at the table turned to look. Well, the other girls pulled me away from David, over to one end of the table, to subject me to the Inquisition. ‘OK, girl, spill your guts! How the Hell did this happen, and what was your date like?’ So, naturally I had to tell them everything, about how this happened and what led up to it. I kept the tryst back stage to myself, since nobody had the first clue about that, but they were all. Then it suddenly hit me. The perfect plan!As I said Paul wasn't that successful, he was almost poor just surviving the day and how he would be able to keep a wife was beyond me so I invited them to spend their honeymoon in my cottage, only I had to be there since I had to have some work done in my house, plumbing, and didn't have anywhere else were I could work and relax at the same time.Of course they accepted and was thankful too!The wedding-day came and went and soon we were on our way. I.