Neil’s culinary skills were limited to something on toast. Karl could cook. He had a good taste in wine as well. The Margaret River Chardonnay was n...ot easily available and not cheap either. As they neared the end of their lunch he turned and spoke to her. “So you and Neil, then?” “What about Neil and I?” she asked defensively, knowing full well where the conversation was going. “I think you know where I am going,” he told her. “That’s very personal,” she told him defensively. He sat. Before I realised what I was doing, I put my hands behind her head and pulled her in for a kiss. Our lips touched briefly, but passionately. I quickly pulled away once I realised and looked at Layla sheepishly. “Im so sorry, I didn’t realise what I was doing!” I jumped to my feet and just stood there looking down at her. She grabbed hold of my wrists, pulled me back onto the sofa and kissed me firmly. She stopped for a second, looked into my eyes then kissed me again, softer this time. My. Promise me you’ll be here in the morning.”“Of course, Where’s your mom?”“In the kitchen.” He bent to kiss her. She turned her cheek to him.“You’ve had enough kisses today. I’m going to check on your mom.”“You’re leaving tomorrow.”Amy nodded. “I have to be back on set soon.”Danny hugged her “I’ll miss you.”“I’ll miss you.”“Come to the dining room with me? I want to talk with you about something important. Mom knows.”“Sure.”Danny put an artist portfolio on the table. “While I was thinking about. In the sexiest voice I could, I asked behind the closed door, Who is it? Its Paul, the UPS guy! I have a package for a Mrs.&hellip,Karen Williams? I knew exactly who it was, I just wanted to hear that sexy voice say my name. I loved it when he said my name. Just one moment, please! I rushed down the hall to the closet and threw my clothes in there and grabbed my short, silk robe. The only thing I was wearing underneath the robe was my sexiest black g-string. I opened the door and there he was,.