I was looking in the living-room mirror watching the reflection of her in the bathroom mirror but it was as clear as if I was standing beside her. My ...ock was so hard it was hurting and I was worried that I might involuntarily mess up the nice clean motel sheets.When Mom had re-soaped the face cloth she did something that almost but not quite sent me over the edge. With one hand she reached down and grabbed the hem of her skirt and lifting it to waist level, she spread her feet apart a little. "Remember to smile, John," she teased as she held out her arm to the best man, her son, Johnny."Buck up, John," Jesse said as he shook my hand. "Remember you're not losing a daughter, you're gaining a son."I grinned as he wandered down the aisle behind Mary Jo."She's ready," my love's voice whispered in my ear as she put her arm through mine.I turned to kiss Missy and laughed as she hissed, "Not on the lips." I kissed her cheek instead, and she teased softly, "I don't want to mess up my. Her small, rosy, pouty mouth only had the faintest sheen. But it was her eyes that did him in. They were more gorgeous in person, a kaleidoscope of gray, blue, and green that had a lupine quality to them."Lily?" Hi, James," she replied in her dark honey voice with a warm smile. She took a sip of her drink. "Have any trouble finding parking?"They talked, mainly about movies and his experience as a struggling actor-slash-writer, and her philosophy of how English (her major in college and her. And Jennifer and Josie will be home around 5:45pm.”“It’s still a circus here,” Kent laughed. “And I guess my daughter just added to it!”“Talk to me in ten years,” I chuckled. “He’ll be fifteen and THEN we can worry about it! I suspect her crush will fade and she’ll find a guy in High School back in Cincinnati long before Matthew is old enough to be interested in returning her affections.”“Are Jesse and Francesca still an item?” Jennie asked.“It’s cooled a bit, but yes. The kids are trying to.