If Charlette had not lifted his downward gaze to meet hers, he probably would not have looked upon her again until they got back to the house.  If that.  He knew better than that.  It was a rookie mistake.<br/><br/>Interestingly, The Voice remained silent throughout the potential turmoil.<br/><br/><i>Fuck you, Old Man.  It’s my special time to do crosswords.  Help me out here.  What’s a seven-letter word for dumbass?  Oh, hey, never mind.  Got it right here.  It’s D-U-M-B-A-S-S.  Thanks, Old Man!</i><br/><br/>Charlette’s giggle was like a concerto to his ears.  "Sorry, I know it must be hard to do when it feels so good?" she inquired.  Paul’s forehead bumped against hers, and he left it there.  “You have no idea,” he whispered, while breathing in her numerous fragrances.<br/><br/>And since he was within reach, Paul pivoted his head in order to be able to kiss those sweet lips of hers.