Stella was surprised at the offer and delighted. “Thank you” she said. ”That sounds great! I’ll bring a salad or dessert, whichever one you think is best. When did you have in mind?” She took their cups and slid off the seat heading to the kitchen.<br/><br/>She popped the mugs into the stainless steel sink and went back to the living room and looked at Anton. Damn he was handsome, she thought for a moment before she mentally smacked herself upside the head, back off you nitwit, chided the angel on her right shoulder, while the devil on the left looked up from filing her nails and said ‘yeah...but girl....he a miiiiighty fine lookin’ neighbor,’ at which the angel dreamily sighed....’yeah, we should find his underwear ads.’<br/><br/>“Uh...” said Stella, “shall we go check in on the cats?” hoping Anton didn’t notice her blushing.