There was some logic to that, he supposed, lest some well-meaning idiot carried buckets of fried chicken to a heart bypass patient, but he still felt ...heated out of seeing Bob's likely delight at the sight of a chilled bottle of beer. Christa didn't want to leave Bob's bedside, now that he was conscious again, but Will convinced her that getting into a fight with hospital security was a lose-lose proposition, and she grudgingly returned home with the other three family members.Back at the. ”I put my earbuds in as Ilse responded. “Ugghh. He’s a reptile. Disgusting. Give him the benefit of the doubt if you want, that’s part of why everyone loves you, but you’re being naïve. You always think the best of everyone. There’s no best in him. There’s just a festering pool of bad.”Turning up the volume, I lay there in the sun. To me, my father had just been Dad. You don’t think of your parents’ character traits when you’re a kid. From what Mom had said and from what I’ve gathered from. “I know,” I said. “You do?”“Sandi, you’re here all the time, and when you’re here you make all kinds of excuses to be near me,” I answered, trying to slip back into father mode. It wasn’t working too well. “You don’t hide it very well.”“Oh,” she said. “Well, if you already know, then did you know I’ve been fantasizing about you? ‘Cuz I have,” she said teasingly. “We all do. You’re the hot dad. All the girls want to fuck you.”This was news to me. I felt a rush of pride as my ego gorged. All said so matter-of-factly.As we headed back to office, via the lab and classroom I would beteaching in she inquired as to how I would like her to address me. I toldher Pat would be fine and then with a kidding smile I said, "unless I amwearing heels, then Patti would be preferred." She looked me straight on,dead serious, and said, "I can will that." She gave me the dates for theteaching assistant seminars for training us and then said "dresscomfortably, I have told the girls a top and shorts.