On his way back to the table, he reached into the fridge and grabbed a bottle of crackling rosé wine. Anita didn’t normally care for wine, and they...rarely had much on hand, but tonight he thought he’d surprise her. Setting her bowl and a side plate with the bread down in front of her, he whisked the wine bottle from behind him and presented it to her as though he were her personal sommelier. She giggled at his levity, then followed the role that she was cast in, accepting the cork for. "It's four now."Jessica smiled and her eyes twinkled. Jeanie had a smirk on her face. Theresa didn't look happy at all. I noticed my mother had a frown on her face."Only four?" she said. "But what about Barbara, or Monica?" Mom!" I said in mild disgust. "I can't believe your friends tried to set me up with them. Do you know..." I stopped realizing that I was defending what I didn't need to defend. "I never asked to be set up and frankly didn't need the interference." If you've only kissed three. She was watching television in her room, while I was watching t.v. in the family room, which was right next to the front door.I was staring at the watch, trying to decide what I would wish for. I could always wish for a billion dollars, but we were doing fine money-wise, so I probably would wish for that. Maybe bring my father back from the dead? That might be pretty weird. More friends for me and my sister? Nah, if they were friends through a wish, then they probably wouldn't be true. " But..." Stop with the 'but's', baby. You have no idea how many men see you and start drooling and lusting. I'm one of them. But I'm the lucky one. You're mine. And I love you. Okay?" Okay. Just tell me."I slid my other arm underneath her and rolled, bringing her on top of me. "Tell you what? That I think you're the cutest, sexiest thing I've ever imagined? That I love you until the sun is a dark spot in the sky? That you make me wish I could write symphonies to your beauty? What do you want.