After Few mins of driving we reached the place, it was a candle light dinner, She was surprised and greeted me,” you are so romantic guy and you are...charming”. So we had great dinner and we started I was slowly driving, She asked me “why do you drive slowly now??”, I replied ” I just want to spend more time with you honey”. So I dropped her and came back to my home and replied her that ” I reached safely “. We exchanged our personal numbers too.Me: How was your day with me hema ??Hema: It was. They knew that grandma could cook and they loved homemade cooking. We also had the latest games and DVD's here. They played on the computer and we even played board games with them. They loved the attention we gave them.That was until my Mary passed away last year. We all took it hard. She was just one of those special people. Always did everything for everyone. I lived by myself for awhile. It was lonely, very lonely. My son asked me to move in with him. I thought I would be intruding too much. “Smells of wet dog.” And the smell was overwhelming. But underneath I could still smell the floor polish, a fire somewhere near and a smell I could not place at the moment. He pointed to a door, another room, I hadn't been in. Just as I was about to follow the dogs, he shook his head. “Not you, shower or bath first.” I nodded and turned around, went to the bathroom. A shower should be enough.After ***********ing the shampoo I stepped towards the shower. I had decided on just a quick one, just. Of course it was, he really had picked a great place to meet someone, I was trying to remind myself this wasn’t a date, and I was just meeting a friend. Everything from the aroma of the restaurant, the atmosphere, the decor, the candles, the lighting, it all screamed romantic couples restaurant but I needed to not let all that get to me. Then he arrived, he was dark haired, 6 foot 3, broad shouldered, wearing dirty blue jeans, a smart white shirt with rolled up sleeves, hair gelled up, with.