It's her turn not to reply, and she kisses me again with that same passion we have had from the first moment together. I lean back into the couch, and we continue to make out like teenagers. After a while, we break apart, grinning like fools. We get up, walk back into the kitchen, and work together to make another simple yet satisfying meal.
As dinner nears its end, I ask, "Is there any pie left from last night?" Carrie giggles at my silliness.
She replies, "I might be able to arrange that, given my boyfriend watches a movie with me after dinner."
I chuckle and reply, "As long as it's not a Rom-Com. We can discuss it."
Carrie pretends to pout with her lower lip stuck out, "Aw, really? I was looking forward to undressing and laying with him on the couch, but if that's the conditions. I
