Caroline smiled, reached out, and took her husband's hand across the table.

"Of course, I mind," she said with a playful smile. "And unfortunately, most girls who flirt with my husband end up on my blacklist. But you seem like a good person. Are you?"

Caroline turned to watch the waitress's rather lovely lips trembling. The waitress shook her head, then nodded quickly, and seemed to hop away from the table again.

"Ready?" Andrew said.

As they walked out of the ...