"Orgasmic, yes, better than sex on the other hand... Actually anything rank as better than sex and I'm going to start worrying that I'm doing something wrong." Especially if it happened to be food. She'd love him no matter, but she was rather fond of that swim coach body that looked so very good on him. Plus the fact that it was all hers to have and to hold was still a little hard to believe at times. Then when he'd proposed the dinner hadn't even been quite this fancy. "Didn't I write something about spaghetti into my vows or did I decide to cut that out?"
Olivia would have been glad enough to have him there if only to be able to have lunch together without the idea of supply closet rendevous. Unfortunately there was still the swim team to consider which she would know. She'd already spent part of her Christmas shopping buying them all nose plugs. "It's a small island, but I can get not wanting to try and beat the buses out of there in order to get back for swim practice." With all those girls that had learned that string bikinis were not appropriate attire. "I know... You stole her away from me... We probably shouldn't mention to Mari that we talk about her like she's our kid and you got custody of her. Then I really thought she'd stick with teaching the younger kids compared to high school. It seems rare to find a teenager who likes being in class."