I whispered my selection not even looking at the wine list. His only reaction to was to raise an eyebrow a fraction of an inch, while giving a short b...w, stating he would return momentarily with the selected bottle. I knew it was there. I had handed it to the current owner's grandfather almost a century before for safe keeping.It only took the Head Waiter a few minutes to return. In that time, I had allowed my mind to wander back to that light spring day. A 30 year old chardonnay was what I. " Who?" Erin Sullivan."My heart stopped and when it started again, Susan was staring at me."What's wrong?" she asked."Nothing. Let's go," I replied.The drive was forty minutes. Susan and I talked about Christmas, when I was going home with her. We both knew I'd pop the question then. We talked about the upcoming games and Homecoming, about this and that. What we didn't talk about was Erin Sullivan. When I asked questions, she gave short answers and no information worth knowing.How the hell does. "He is cool," Warren agreed, "I've known him since our Navy days. We were shipmates." You know him?" Judy said, totally surprised. "Do ya think you might be able to introduce us?" Sure, stay close by. He'll be around in a while."Judy nudged Nancy's arm and whispered to her, "Did you hear him? He'll be around."Nancy leaned forward and said, "Excuse me, Warren, right?" Yes, Nancy ... right?" Yeah ... right. Um, would you like a beer? We've got plenty in our cooler." Girls, it would be my pleasure. Now those eyes were locked onto mine as she slowly but very deliberately ran her tongue over her lips."Steph, I'm betting that you were a naughty girl at school and stretched a few rules, am I right?"Heart pounding, I nodded before adding, "Maybe, just a bit." Do you want to break curfew?" her hands slowly grazing her bud-like breasts through her tee as she spoke."Well, we're both symptom-free," my voice got deeper and a little raspy with desire."Here in five minutes and bring the coffee, I've.