Everyone moved to a big living room when they came back inside. John was about to take a far corner seat when Molly sat down first with a triumphant face. He ran his finger along her jawline as she looked up at him, and as soon as he sat beside her, she bent her legs over is lap. John clutched them close to his chest so he wouldn't spill his beer and she leaned over to kiss him.
"So, how did you get Helen to approve of everything?" Dennis asked, still a little stunned at the idea that he was seeing his usually straight-laced friend get so cozy and comfortable with a woman right in front of him. "I meant no offense by saying 'approve' to you Molly, I really can't recall the last time I've seen John like this. And I'm sure you've already had to meet the old ice queen."
"The ice queen!" Mol
