They looked over at me and started giggling, sharing knowing glances. Confused, I walked up to the table and stopped dead in my tracks. The girls had ...ade me breakfast. Two pancakes. With a chocolate chip in the middle of each one... almost looked like a...I threw my arms in the air and paced the room. The girls broke into laughter, and for a second my heart fluttered with happiness; I loved their laughs. The happiness was slaughtered immediately by the typhoon of anger growing in my heart.. ’ As well. The moment she said the words, I knew she’d bought one for herself. And I could already guess whose portrait would be beaming out from the garish frame. Taking pride of place on her mantelpiece… ‘Well, I s’pose we’d better be off,’ I heard Dad say as I carefully set my gift down on the coffee table, his voice sounding strangely far off considering he was standing next to me. ‘Don’t want to hold you up.’ ‘Oh. Right.’ Turning in time to witness him giving my mother another nudge, I. Yann and Sean were at the table with us.Juan had taken Sean shopping for these occasions because his prior wardrobe consisted of two pairs of jeans and twenty-six t-shirts. Today, he was wearing a dress shirt and vest that with that faint British accent made him kind of elegant. Yann, on the other hand, had worn a silk tee, a sport coat and another pair of his circulation-stopping pants. Sean tried to have some decorum and behaved like a gentleman for the most part. He did his best to keep Yann. I was taken aback, but smiled and said ‘not at all, I was thinking the same thing about you, but wasn’t sure if you were interested’. We smiled and made a pledge that no matter how much flirting we did with girls or boys tonight we would come back together and have fun. With that we touched up our lippy, and headed out the door.I was very self-conscious as we walked the 200 yards from the hotel to the club and Heather spoke to the doorman, we were on the guest list, and had a private area on.