Okay, he’d gaffed when they first met. He wanted to make amends, and get to know her better. Every man makes mistakes. Shouldn’t he get another ch...nce? Sitting across from Sebastien at the dinner table, Florence slowly picked at her food. Laughing nearby was Granny Cecilia, a wise and wonderful little old lady whom she’d known her entire life. Grandmother to Sebastien Renard, the cocky American punk whom she’d drop-kicked a couple days ago. Seated next to his grandmother, Sebastien looked. He sensed that she felt the same way, how many girls go to their Prom and get engaged on the same night? Nearing the end, he could see that she wanted to go. She took him to a corner and asked ‘Do you have somewhere we can go?’ It took him a minute to register what she meant by that and he protested ‘Are you sure that you don’t want to wait until after we’re married?’ Colette shook her head. ‘I’ve waited long enough, I want to be with my fiancé tonight, but if we go back to your place, my. Pop gave me a dirty look and stopped talking.I could not figure out if I upset him or just caused him to start thinking. I already knew we would have to install a drift fence along one side of the drive or it would be impassable where it cut through the small ridge before turning to parallel the trees.The trees had been a natural wind break for the road leading to the old house and we were on the wrong side of the trees for them to do any good.I told Pop the drive looked to be pretty good and. We'll go home and I'll sleep on it and see if I feel different tomorrow." No Rob, not tomorrow, now! I want to know right now." Okay Nan, you want it now, you got it. I think you don't want to make love tonight because you don't dare let me get anywhere near your pussy. You don't want me to discover that I wouldn't be the first one to use it tonight." Just what the hell are you accusing me of?" I'm accusing you of cheating on me Nan. I'm accusing you of having fucked Brian tonight at the party.