Karla Macintyre slept under Sammie's influence as she walked up to the door and knocked.Gail looked up from the kitchen table where she was mixing a b...tch of the serum up from her notes. Pouring the last chemical into the beaker, she walked to the back door and opened it.As the door slowly opened, Sammie bit her lip, as she thought, 'Please be Gail and not Sharon.'The door opened all the way and Gail stood there wearing her lab coat and an apron. She was stunned as she looked at Sammie holding. He ordered wine way out of my price range and it tasted fabulous.We talked about his life and adventures and he waved acknowledgment at other diners. I felt special and thought I looked amazing. Cyril had to know I was his by now and when I leaned in for a kiss, he took the invitation even if it was a short but nice one. As the sun went down, we had an amazing three-course meal. During dessert, the invitation to walk the beach or a nightcap at his place was offered.“I’d love a nightcap,” I said. I’m not a fan of Scotch but he was the host. I wasn’t going to complain. He handed me a glass.“I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced. I’m Richard Morgan.”“I’m Jedadiah Jones.” “I can’t honestly say it’s a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Jones.”“I really can’t blame you from feeling that way, Mr. Morgan.”“Call me Richard.”“Then call me Jedadiah.”Richard motioned for me to sit down. We sat down in identical chairs separated by a low table. We sipped silently for a while. I didn’t mind. . Warren got dressed quickly and headed downstairs with his book bag before his sister had finished her shower. His mom was in the kitchen in a business suit eating her breakfast.“Can you tell Julie not to walk in on me in the shower?”His mom looked up at him. “I don't think she meant anything by it, she just wanted you to hurry up. Sometimes you use all the hot water.”Warren felt his face turn red. “Are you k**ding me? You yelled at me last year for accidentally walking in on her and she.