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Her arms drew him against her. He smelled honeysuckle, and his hands found their familiar places. "Mmm," she said, "I'll bet you're hungry." "You win." Jacky stepped back. "Good. I'm going to show off. I've been practicing my crab cakes." "Yumm." "I thought we'd eat home, relax, maybe go out later . . . I'll give you the Bay Tour tomorrow." "Finest kind," Oliver said. "Nice house.
"Get laid that's your solution for everything." "No, no. It's a help; it takes the pressure off. And it's interesting, Willow. Men are so different. Now, we're not talking babies, here." Amber took a bite of bread. "Mmm, this bread . . . " She swallowed. "Yumm. You're getting it; those first couple of loaves were kind of a workout. You could get some good men, Willow; they're around.
Oliver became a lord riding his finest horse, his property, his right. "God," she said an hour later when he woke up again. "Rupert never made love to me like that." "Yumm," Oliver said. He was in a pleasant haze. "I think . . ." She waited. "Yes?" "I think we should have breakfast." "Definitely." "I don't have anything how about Becky's?" Oliver was first in the bathroom.
Kate was in the kitchen preparing the buffet, directing a small army of friends. "Dad! Oh, good!" She gave him a hug. "Nice shirt!" She introduced him to Audrey, Jonathan, Monica . . . Names blurred together. "A great event, Kate." He cut a piece of cheddar and broke off the end of a loaf of French bread. He pointed at a quart mason jar. "What's this?" "Pear and ginger chutney." "Yumm."
Arlen held his glass up for inspection. Jacky bent forward and sniffed. "Sarsaparilla!" "Quite good on a rainy afternoon," Arlen said. "Yumm," Jacky said. "Oliver, sarsaparilla for the lady." "Right away. Does the lady like water with her sarsaparilla?" "Half and half." "Yes," Arlen said approvingly. Oliver prepared her drink and handed it to her.
But then what a time the dog had it was almost as good fun as the fishing to watch him scamper. And how hungry he got and he ate more than his share of the bread and cheese, so that you'd have had to go home early because of the aching void if it hadn't been for the cottage where they gave a fellow milk out of a brown dish." "Yumm! Didn't that country milk taste good!
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