"Don't worry, young man, I think your mother and I are getting a bit old for those kinds of shenanigans." What shenanigans?" Stella asked.Toby and I h...adn't heard Stella come down the stairs. I had to wonder how long she'd been standing there and if she'd heard what Toby and I had just said to each other."You look gorgeous, girl, even without the denims," I told her."I've still got some upstairs, but I didn't think they were the thing to wear in a restaurant. If you've got a bike hidden in the. We weren?t quite ready to jump back into the lifestyle. But we did want a little time away from the omnipresent responsibilities of being parents. Of course, scheduling the time depended upon finding someone to baby-sit our young c***dren.Living in a metropolitan area, you?d think we?d have no trouble finding a regular sitter. Not so. While a number of high school girls were willing to commit to the isolated Friday or Saturday evening here or there, no one was interested in completely foregoing. "Bailey ... oh, my god!" he rushed over to her bed.His fingers wrapped around hers. Bailey began to cry. Relief. Fear. Sadness. She was overcome with emotion.He kissed her forehead. His lips felt cool against her skin."I'm here, sweetheart," he whispered over and over in her ear."I'm sorry, Gabe," she sobbed and buried her face in his shoulder. She tried to pull him close to her, but the pain in her abdomen shot through her body again."Sorry? For what?" he asked, confused."I'm not ... I. The maitre d' showed her to Tremper's table. He was seated with a handsome young boy who hardly seemed old enough to be out of high school."Jennifer, I want you to meet my nephew David Gentry. David, this is JenniferCarpenter."The boy seemed shy and self conscious which Jennifer could tell immediately as his eyes met hers, then quickly dropped."I'm very pleased to meet you David." Hello," he finally managed."Jennifer, today is David's birthday. He's a bright young man with a great future at.