" They wound their way back to a table in the corner. Rick waved at a couple of patrons as well as a couple of the waitresses. Brody wondered just how...often his brother was here that the staff would recognize him. On the other hand, there weren't that many places to choose from. Rick gestured at a small round table and Brody nodded. As he took a seat, he looked around again. "What do you think?" Rick asked. "I think . . . it looks like a bar." Brody grinned and picked up a menu. "And I wouldn't. "Marie, I'd like you to meet Mr Wilson, my husband, who owns this store" beamed an obviously proud Mrs Wilson.Mr Wilson walked towards me with a warm, welcoming smile. Extending his hand, he took mine in his and held it lightly."Marie, you look stunning" he said, in a very smooth, confident way. "I often take time out to wish our brides-to-be good luck but let me tell you, I don't think I've seen one as beautiful as you".As lines go, it was exceptionally corny but yet I still blushed and. He had Moms on his lap and they were all looking at us.“Well? Did you talk?” Mom Ash demanded.“Yes, Mom Ash. We’re good,” I said.“Don’t stop talking,” Mom Mar said. “You’ve got to think of what will happen if she breaks up with one of you. You’re still brother and sister, don’t forget. You can’t divorce each other.”“We’ll talk about it all, Mom Mar. But it’s going to take a long time to cover everything. We all agreed that we’re just playing it by ear right now but we’d keep talking.” I almost. Great backstroke, by the way. Your crawl coulduse some work though. We could work on getting you to crawl properly togethersometime, if you'd like. Perhaps even tonight? Would you like to crawl forme?? Sara's breathing had sped up during this little speech, and she triedto turn her head aside, only to be brought up short by the newcomer's hand. ?Hmm.I'll take that as a no.? His hand, which had come up to hold her chin in placewhile he whispered into her ear, turned her head so her ear was even.