[A soft grin spread across his lips as he nodded, glad that she enjoyed it.]

Good. Now, what d’ya want to drink?

I did, but didn’t stay long enough for it to matter. Dropped out and went to vocational school.

Up from his spot on the couch, he set his beer aside and turned firm the television. He scratched the back of his neck as he peered out the window to make sure it was her before unlocking the door.

“Hey, beautiful.”

He opened the door for her and stepped aside.

Yeah, well, you’re hot okay?

Hmph. Well, how’s the toast?

I can make toast, good grief.

We can still have a nice dinner, curls.