"Now you listen to me Deshavi Longtree! You are the last descendent of a family that has known countless warriors and many chiefs and as the last of those warriors I say that you are more than just good enough! You are a priceless treasure without equal, whom I give away to no man lightly!"
Her arms closed tightly around me again and mine around her.
The drive to the big city with the nearest airport was going to be a long one. From the city it would be an even longer nonstop flight all the way to New Jersey, where Trent's mother lived.
"When was the last time that you left home grandpa?"
I glanced over from the road ahead to Deshavi sitting in the middle between me and Trent.
"It's been a long time." I left it at that.
As time went by I couldn't but help notice the finger games, the secretively mouthed words and the smoldering looks the two were absorbed in. I shook my head softly with a smile, as I reached up with my hand and pushed Deshavi over against Trent. Both of them turned to look at me in surprise.
"You can have fun now, but I expect you two to behave later when we're on the plane."
Deshavi giggled and fairly attacked Trent, who soon got over his embarrassment.
Looking over at the two lovesick lovebirds I acknowledged to myself that it had been a very long time since I'd experienced that kind of passion. My hands gripped the steering wheel harder, as I fondly remembered my own time in life, when my girl couldn't get enough of kissing me on the seat of an old pickup truck.