“I’m not going to tell anyone.” “You know why not!” I explained. Our conversation was cut short by the knocking on the front door. I i...formed Stacy that I ordered pizza and that it would be plenty for the both of us to eat. After paying the delivery driver for our pizza I walked back to the family room with the hot pizza box and two small plates in my hands. Suddenly I had to gather myself for a moment, surprised by the sight of Stacy sitting in the chair with her right leg resting. Maybe I can get dessert later.” I chuckled to myself at my last thought. “What’s so funny?” “Nothing. Just thinking how I beat Zano (Zane), Julia, Matt, and Adam (her ex-boyfriend) at golf back home.” “Really? All of them?” “Well, no. Just Zano. Beginner’s luck, though, I guess.”Rachel cooked an amazing dinner for two: pasta alfredo with shrimp penne and a bottle of red wine. “Sorry, I don’t drink wine.” I said, attempting to kindly turn down her offer. She looked at me with those big brown. I tried to look away; is not polite to stare, but it was hard to not admire her waistline and her abs. Gina tapped her phone's screen a few times. "Looks like it is not ruined from the rain, but I'm not getting a signal." I offered her mine. "No, that's ok." She tied off Farah's leash to a bench and hopped up on the table top too. The motion caused some of her dark, wet hair to stick to her face. Gina squeezed out some water from two handfuls, then pushed as much of it behind her ears as she. “Okay, I got this,” he stated, and I could hear him walking around and clicking away on his phone, texting I assumed.A few minutes later, hubby poked his head into the study, beamed a wide smile and held up one hand with all five fingers in the air. Then he turned and left with no explanation. He does confuse me sometimes.A couple more minutes passed filled with more hot chat and there was a knock on our door. Hubby answered and I saw our neighbor’s nineteen-year-old son, Justin come bouncing.