"I'd like to thank you for a wonderful time," she said, looking up into his eyes. "Would you like to come in for a nightcap?"Like a true gentleman, Br...ndon replied, "Are you sure? It is a bit late." I insist," Caroline replied, smiling. "I am my own woman. I am not some high school girl whose parents are waiting inside. And you're overdue for sampling my bartending skills." Just one then," Brandon replied, returning her smile. He watched her unlock her door and followed her into her apartment,. She tapped me and I nearly jumped four feet in the air.Part 2I resettled into a normal look, as she giggled and said: “Hi, my name is Luci. What’s yours?” I told her my name and we began the getting-to-know-you conversation. Turns out she was a senior, and she was seventeen. She was a poet, a singer, and she was a nerd like me. She had a level 15 troll shaman named Voraz. It was cute how eagerly she talked about it, and after awhile I was telling her about me too. She began touching my hair. Before our eyes the injury slowly disappeared. Smiling at the boy I winked and then looked at Sam, “how many beds remain in the stables?”I had converted it almost two week earlier into a bunkhouse with four-tier bunk beds. Sam glanced around, “I will need to check with Ann and get back to you.”I sighed, “find her a lower bunk.”I looked at the boy, “the father?”Sam only shook her head and I nodded, “make sure the bed is wide enough for two.”As I started to stand and the Legate reached out and. Because we had an active sibling rivalry and because I was the younger, I often lost. So, if you were to have asked me what I thought about Jean, I suppose I might have answered that I didn't think about her at all, except to wish she might immigrate to Saturn or some equally distant and hostile place.Yet the vagaries of my developing youth suddenly moved me from a totally self-centered, largely insensitive and unaware young man to some marginally more mature stance of appreciation for the.