" Smells good Holly ." He said coming up to me and hugging me from behind and kissing me on the cheek. We some times act like a married couple I don't...no why but we just do."Thanks it's spaghetti." I say turning around and kissing him on the cheek. I smile at him and he smiles back at me . I turn the stove off." It's done." I say. We sit down and eat. Every now and then we would talk and stuff, sometimes when I look up I see him looking at my chest. I was wearing a top that showed my chest and. ”“Good idea. We’re going to have to figure out what to do about dinner. With us working from 5:00 to 7:00, we’re working right through dinner time.”“I know. We cant afford to eat out every night.”“Can we claim it as a business expense?”“No.”They went to a Denny’s restaurant that was near the last office they cleaned. It wasn’t a ‘five star’ place to eat; but it was clean, the food was decent, and it was close by and convenient. They accepted that they were going to be eating there quite often.. My mother never went back to the camp; it just opened painful memories and she could not imagine being there without him. She was happy to let me use it any time I liked, however. My buddies and I would run to the camp for the weekend or on holidays to get away from the regular rat race.One summer I had some free time and decided to spend a week. A grocery run was only ten minutes away (it took five just to get out the logging road). I loaded what supplies I needed to save running back to town. "Excuse me, sir?" Yes, miss?" It was almost embarrassing how this professor, notorious for his normally gruff, abrasive attitude, was now being obsequiously polite."That plus on the third line — should that not be a minus?"The professor stared for a minute — at Manjula's legs, not the equation! "Oh, yes," he finally said, and corrected it. Tony peered at the whiteboard. Now finally he began to understand the equation.After class, he made a beeline for Manjula. To his immense relief, she waved.