“Okay, sure,” he said, finally.“Sub, where would a guy go to find, you know...?” He gave me another of those looks, but then seemed to get it....��Oh,” he said. “You mean a...”“Yes,” I said. He looked dubious, but he nodded toward a lady I’d never seen before at the other end of the bar who was sipping a wine. He’d been talking to her off and on while he did the dishes.“Her?” I said. He nodded in the affirmative. “Could you introduce me?” He shrugged and went down the bar. He spoke to her. She. He didn’t think that he had upset Dan, just surprised him. They had placed him in a rather difficult position in that any kind of answer would have been given without input from Claire. He knew it wasn’t fair to Dan or Claire to put Dan in that position.“Not at all. I’ll admit I was surprised. I already consider you like family, but I had never thought about becoming a member of the family. Claire and I discussed the matter for a bit after I left the bar. I’m still having a hard time believing. . last night had been great.Moria loved lying naked in Luke's arms as he slept peacefully beside her. He always had a small smile when he was sleeping next to her. Whether it be on her lap while they watched T.V. or when she stayed a night in his bed, Luke only smiled when he was touching her. She knew that if he rolled over or she got up to get something, he'd instantly go back to sleeping with a frown.Right now, he was smiling. The sunlight sparkled its way across his blonde hair, turning it. Walking over to the mother, his own bride, he yanked her up by her hair and started slapping her face, at which point Dan sucker punched him and kicked him to the ground. The daughter, still partially dressed as Little Red Riding Hood, pulled her mother close and cradled her a bit while they both watched a stranger disguised as Batman kick the ass of a tall, muscular, blonde Dane predictably dressed as a Viking, complete with a jarl’s helm.“Apologize, you stupid, hypocritical son of a bitch!.