Please.’ **** The pasta had been worth staying, Laurie hadn’t lied. The three of them were at the small kitchen table and well into their second b...ttle of red. All of them were a slightly lit. The table was strewn with bread crumbs from the remains of a baguette and there wasn’t much left of the asparagus or the salad. Adam’s normal fare was cereal for dinner if he was at his place, the fact that these two always cooked for each other amazed him. It wasn’t that he didn’t have money, coding apps. The door opened behind him and a woman gasped. He turned around knowing full well who would be entering the room. No, it wasn't Gregg who turned his head, it was the man whose body he occupied. He looked up and his eyes locked onto her brilliant green eyes. There was always a beautiful woman. And she always had green eyes."Davis, you startled me," she said, keeping a wary distance as she entered the room, closing the door behind her. Her look of surprise was tinged with mischief, indicating to. "Eric!" she said, in a delighted tone. "You don't know how happy I am to see you." She tilted her face up to him and kissed him squarely on the lips. I knew my suggestion had taken hold of her when her hand slid behind his neck, pulling him to her in the middle of their kiss. When they broke, finally, Eric was astounded."Karen," he said in amazement. "I'm really surprised at your warm welcome." Oh, don't be so thin-skinned," she told him, her hand resting on his chest. "Let's let by-gones be. His mom just looked back at him. "Well?" he demanded. "What the hell's your problem?"His father jumped up. "Would you mind telling me what is this all about?" he said angrily."Your wife told my girlfriend, that she is not allowed to come over here anymore, and that I am not allowed to go over to her house anymore. She was completely rude to her. I'd like to know where you get off saying that shit!"His mom slammed the magazine down. "Don't you speak to me like that!" she snapped, jumping up..