It was a birthday present.”“I think it looks better on me. What do you think?” she asked.“It absolutely does,” I agreed. “I'll get you one...of your own on your birthday. That one probably has cooties.”“Shit! I didn't think of that,” she said laughing, passing me back the blunt. “If you get cooties tonight, just remember they're not from me”So for the next hour and a half, we talked, ate nacho. smoked weed. and even watched some Netflix. I made the first move. I already had my arm around her, so. Progress was being made in the bow department. Almost all the men knew a little about working with wood and when I explained what they needed to do to make their own bows several of them said they'd try first, understanding that it was going to be a trial and error type of thing.Shaton and I slipped off for a couple of hours every third or forth day. I gave him fighting lessons. He wanted to resume his natural duties as gatekeeper for the Calak and I was happy to make him even better at his. I cooked a miserable frozen meal for dinner. It made no difference what the frozen entree said. They all tasted the same. I knew that and still fixed them for dinner at least a couple of times a week.I spent the evening trying to stay away from the cookie jars. I’m afraid I wasn’t successful at all. I still fought the good fight against the pounds. The doctor said that my hip would be a lot more painful, if I weighed more than ten pounds over my ideal weight. I did that routinely, then I had to. . or to fight..." Her voice trailed off as she thought about that last phrase. I'm sure Bill was in her mind right then.Then she put on a new smile and turned to me, "Hell, as long as you're 'legal'." It was a wolfish grin she flashed me this time.I just grinned right back at her. "Legal, and fully capable anytime you need me." Mmm, I'll have to take you up on that sometime." Her tongue trailed out and she licked her lips. Her green eyes were shining.Ever since that first time I'd met Miss.
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