It was as if no other males existed for her. Jason was her only target and no other would do. So he could understand why his father always watched her...like he did.But the thing DJ often wondered about was how Jason didn't seem to realize that he was playing into his sister Marilyn's hands with everything she did around him. It was clear to DJ that she had Jason wrapped around her little finger.Marilyn never came out and actually said what she wanted from him, but somehow she always managed to. The honey colored ringlets of her fabulously smelling hair, were identical to each other, giving the impression she had worked for hours to achieve the look. If she wore makeup it was to pull focus to that particular area. Full lips, high cheeks and a gleaming white smile that was contagious infecting everyone in its path. Liquid blue pools that shimmered, sitting behind the lush long lashes with the perfect curl. They would steal the words you have practiced a hundred times. They had the power. I set the table, but didn’t light the candles yet. My timing was great. Mike came home, opened the door, and I was standing there waiting for him, about 8 feet away, a big smile on my face, and a glass of wine in each hand. He closed the door before seeing me, then looked up and stopped short, clearly surprised! I smiled even bigger, walked over to him and handed him a glass of wine, saying, “Well Hi there, Mike! Tony had to leave for the evening, but he left me to keep you company. You. " Don't worry, Dad. I don't have any intention of letting Sue go. You can take my word on that." Sue nudged Dan in the ribs, a reminder of his promise to keep their engagement secret for the time being. She kept her eyes studiously directed to her plate, pretending she was paying more attention to her food than to the conversation between father and son. Luke's heavy-handed compliment had set her heart beating like a bass drum. She knew she was blushing, and she hated herself for it. She did.