It had been almost a year since Andrea had finished working at the hotel to start her PGC, and it had been surprisingly easy for him to arrange things...so he could work more from London. The three of them had fallen into a comfortable routine, which would occasionally involve him collecting Sophia from afterschool club. Cautiously he entered this new unfamiliar world, filled with curious glances and unspoken questions. When Sophia saw him she would launch herself into his arms, presenting him. “Something special.”“Can’t be as special as you, my dear.”Emily caught her breath and bit her lip. Graham had, unknowingly, given her the best compliment that she had received in a long time. Emily bent over to retrieve the package. She pulled out a bottle of red wine and two plastic cups. She placed one down by her side while she filled the other for herself.“Wine, bloody ‘ell, you must be rich Ma’am.”Emily smiled at him and handed him the cup. She repeated the motion with her own. Putting the. "Absolutely!" I blurt out, "What's the plan again?" "My place, man. You remember where it is? It's forty-eight-thousand 81st street. Just hit button 889 and I'll buzz you up. 7:00pm...K?" "Perfect. I'll see you then.", I say. And I hang up the phone. What the hell did i just do? I made a date with a guy I don't even know. He's gonna be pissed when I show up at the door and I'm not you. Holy shit! Now my excitement has turned to fear. But now I have a way to get your phone back. . more involved ... with your parents?" If?" I asked. There was a lot of evidence in the back of my mind that Mom and Dad and Anna were more than just the parents of boyfriends and girlfriends."Let's keep it hypothetical, okay?" Anna, I am totally, head-over-heels in love with both Courtney and Jennifer. I can't even tell the difference between how much I love them. Nor with Rhonda. I think that when I give myself a chance to consider each one of them, I'll discover that I equally love at least.