Monday, October 23, 2017

Honeymoon in France (part 3)


Well, I told you guys that there was a student group here from the university.  And there was one member of the student group in particular who definitely had her eyes on my newlywed husband.


We had just gotten married a few days earlier.  Needless to say, I was not happy.



She had the nerve to seriously eyeball him, right in front of me.


I looked on the visitor log and found out her name was Riley Woods.
 


Then, he started chatting to another one of the students about French cuisine.  Sigh.  I guess I'm going to have to accept that Kyle is an outgoing, friendly sort of guy -


- and I inherited the Plumb reserve in spades.  Another deep sigh.  


When I brought it up to him over nectar at the nectary, he did his level best to reassure me that nothing had happened.


But I still couldn't shake the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.  I mean, Kyle is a charming, handsome fellow - and the only person I've ever dated.  What am I supposed to know about this stuff?


I don't know... am I overreacting?  Probably... I hope I am.  



Whatever it was, Kyle finished his call and attempted to reassure me some more.

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