Our next few days were relaxing and… lust filled. Leo took me every chance I let him. I was physically exhausted.
We kept in touch with Lilly and Dean. Both of them were doing fine. Dean’s parents had picked up the kids and were watching them at their house.
Our last night here, Lilly and Dean decided it was a perfect night for them to come over.
“I hope they like the food,” I said, sampling the sauce I made for the chicken alfredo.
“It’s delicious,” Leo said, taking another bite out of our dinner.
“Stop that,” I pushed him out of the kitchen, “finish setting up the table.
“Only if you stop stressing so much”
“I’m just nervous about Dean’s parents”
“Why?”
“Because what if they don’t like us and then they start telling Lilly and Dean they shouldn’t let the kids be around us?”
