Her Gentle Giant, Part 2: Remember to Dance

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the stairs and turned to him. “It was just a house and then she came.”
    “I know what you mean, Ethan,” Eli said, nodding. “Where would we be?”
    “Cold and lonely, man. Cold and lonely,” Ethan replied knowingly. “Thought I would share those with you. Food for thought. It would make a nice surprise for her.”
    “I’ll call Charity. It’s a great idea, and I know Rachel would love it.”
    “Charity would probably help you get it arranged since you’ve known each other a while. She’s a hoot.”
    They returned to the hubbub downstairs. A few minutes later, all the men loaded up into Peter and Ethan’s SUVs and left the girls to their fun.

     
     
    * * * *
     
     
    Rachel went out with the girls to Rudy’s for supper. Rudy seated them at a large secluded booth in the corner and hand delivered complimentary appetizers to their table. He turned their service over to his best and most well-mannered waiter.
    They nibbled on shrimp cocktail while they talked and looked over their menus. Remembering a few of the details Grace had shared with her about enjoying shrimp cocktail with Jack, Ethan, and Adam at Tessa’s, Rachel leaned over to Grace and asked, “How’s that shrimp cocktail ?”
    Grace laughed and nearly choked on her shrimp. “It’s good, but I know a place where I get more personalized service,” Grace said and jabbed Rachel in the ribs.
    Grace had told her once that on their first date, Jack had held her in his lap while they fed her shrimp cocktail, and one thing had led to another right there in the private dining booth. Rachel hoped she got to visit one of those privacy booths at Tessa’s someday. Rachel remembered Teresa was with them and she should probably keep the risqué references to a minimum. Teresa was shy and needed time to come out of her shell a bit before they brought out the bawdy humor.
    “How are things at Stigall’s, Teresa?” her mom asked politely. “Has business picked up much for the holidays?”
    “It’s fairly slow right now, which is why I was able to get this weekend off, but after Thanksgiving we’ll be very busy.”
    The waiter returned and listed the evening’s specials for them and took their orders then returned to refill their drinks.
    Grace said, “Remember, Teresa, if you ever need to leave Michael with me at the house, you can,” Grace said.
    They’d talked Erin, Ethan’s sister, into babysitting for them tonight. Erin would’ve liked to have gone out with them but was trying to pay her way through school and needed the cash, so had stayed home to babysit Michael and Matthew. Michael was two and a half years old, while Matthew was two and a half months old. Having a babysitter would make it possible for them all to go shopping the next day because the moms could be completely unencumbered.
    “Thank you, Grace,” Teresa said, then added with a blush, “Angel also told me he could help out with Michael in the evenings if I needed him.”
    “What a great guy,” Grace said, and Rachel noted the high color in Teresa’s cheeks.
    Rachel changed the subject, knowing that Teresa hated being the center of attention. They gabbed for two hours and lingered over their meal, enjoying the excellent food and service. Rudy served complimentary desserts to them himself.
     After they got home, Kelly opened the box of pictures while Rachel’s mom assembled the ingredients for homemade sangria, and Teresa helped her make it. Grace crooked her finger at Rachel silently and drew her down the hall.
    “I had Erin put the babies in the office so I could show you something tonight without disturbing them.” She paused outside of a bedroom door. “This is Ethan’s bedroom, where you’ll be sleeping.” She motioned Rachel in and turned on the light so that Rachel could see. On the wall hung a large, tasteful, but undeniably sexy portrait of Grace dressed in a low-cut black top and high-cut black ruffled panties. The ruffled top edge of a demi-bra peeked from

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