Her freehand toyed with the pendant around her neck. After she judged that enoughtime had passed, she turned again to look at him."Oh, Bob," she said...."First, I can't tell you how honored I am by this. Ihonestly wasn't expecting it" (not at all true; she'd been down this pathbefore and knew this was coming.) "and I would love--I would be thrilledto accept." (Kind of true. He was a nice guy with a good job, over sixfeet tall and not at all bad looking. But.)She freed her hand from his. He looked. Dad was sitting in the living room watching baseball when I walked in. He started apologizing again saying he thought I was in my bedroom and he should have knocked. I told him it was ok and that I should have locked the door. I bent over and kissed him on the cheek and asked him if he wanted a cold drink. He said yes and I went to the kitchen and got us both a beer. We sat and talked for a while and my dad said that he should probably go back home. I told him no I wanted him to stay and he. ”“Sheesh, Daddy,” Lynette fired off at her dad. “Like I said to the nurse, it’s...”I was very happy when Lynette saw her mother’s wide-eyed reaction, and stopped her statement before she provided more information than her dad really needed to know.I was still a little worried when Mr. Robertson asked, “It’s what, Baby?”Even though it was her injured arm resting on my thigh, I felt Lynette’s right hand squeeze my leg before she said, “Well, it’s not like Mike hasn’t seen a teenage girl in a bra. We had chatted over dinner, and continued our chat as the coffee was served. We discussed our children and their lives and got to know one another a little more. Returning to the cinema and purchasing tickets, we found our seats, to enjoy a romantic comedy together. I must admit, the cinema theater was quite chilly, and I noticed about midway through, she began to squirm and move her leg that was closest to me. I leaned over to her and asked if everything were okay. ‘I’m getting a cramp in my.