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very passionate.”
    “ Passionate and adorable,” George repeated slowly, testing the feel of the words in his mouth. “Yeah. For sure. That’s what I would want in the bedroom. I gotta tell you, son, ‘passionate and adorable’ sounds like something out of one of those romance novels your mother is always reading.” He chuckled, then shook his head, looking sadly disappointed. “Tsk tsk, boy. You can do better than that.”
    “ George!” Betty cried, using her firmest, most disapproving tone.
    “ Come on. Have I ever called you passionate and adorable?” George raised both eyebrows, waiting for Betty to reply, but she only narrowed her eyes at him and said nothing. Her expression very clearly said that she wanted to strangle George. Her husband smiled smugly. “No. I thought not. I use more vivacious words to describe you, my love.”
    Betty still said nothing, but continued to glare at him as if to warn him not to say another word. But George was having way too much fun. She knew she couldn’t stop him even if she tried.
    “ Well? On out with it, Collin! Let’s hear it. I haven’t got all day … well, actually, maybe I do. But that’s beside the point.”
    Collin began again, trying desperately not to blush. “Morgan is … she is … ” He squinted, then glanced at Morgan, who was watching him with a wide-eyed grin.
    “ Well, all right, Dad,” he said, keeping his mischievous eyes on his fiancée. “But keep calm. I wouldn’t want you to have a coronary or anything.” Collin paused, stumbling to find the right words. In the end he decided to color it a bit, to lighten the mood, and did so by speaking with a strong British accent. “My Morgan is sexy, to say the least. And might I add that she is exceedingly erotic at the same time.” Morgan gasped and clapped her hands over her mouth again, but her eyes looked thrilled. “And, much to my delight, she is extremely … pleasing.” Collin took a deep breath, then looked his father straight in the face. “And she is the most flexible woman that I’ve ever met, if I do say so myself.”
    Morgan and Betty gasped, looking momentarily shocked. Collin grinned from ear to ear, but Betty shot a furious look at him. Morgan’s laughter caught Betty off guard.
    “ Yes, you certainly may say so yourself,” George exclaimed, totally and completely approving. He adopted Betty’s chorus: “That’s my boy! I taught him well! Yes, I did!”
     
     

Chapter 8
     
    Collin knew firsthand that his father, though he might have a great time teasing Betty about the cheesiness of being romantic, was one himself. One evening as Collin was on his way out onto the back patio to ask his mother a question, he stopped short when he heard the sound of soft music. Music on the patio was fairly common; however, this music was smoother than usual, with a lush sound that could be called nothing but romantic.
    His parents listened to various types of music, both classic and current, but the song that was playing was one of their favorites. Collin had heard it played numerous times while he was growing up. Hearing some older man sing in a scratchy voice had never seemed romantic to Collin, but he had to admit that it flowed vibrantly through the speakers George had installed on the patio. His parents thought it was one the most romantic songs ever.
    Collin peeked around the corner of the wall, curious. Most every evening his parents turned on the outdoor accent lighting, illuminating the pool and patio area with a dreamy effect. The result was both relaxing and picturesque.
    Most nights the family ate on the patio, enjoying the beautiful evenings. George had become a grill master on the barbecue. Betty assembled the side dishes in the kitchen and brought them to the patio table just as George finished cooking on the grill. After dinner was finished and all the dishes were cleaned up, they usually each brought something outside that they could read.
    On this evening, his