Chapter 41 Her Face Is Always In The Picture

• Already he could hear lively chatter that signalled things were already going in full swing. The tantalizing aroma of baked goodies and barbecued food filled the air, causing his stomach to rumble in appreciation.
• "I wanna see my present first," Lola piped up from the crook of his arm. She turned soulful green eyes to him, a look that had rendered him putty in her hands every damn time. "Please? Just a peek,I promise."
• "Well," Nathan could already feel himself caving in. Damn, but the girl was good. "Maybe just a-"