"I'm sorry, Tammy. It's really not suited for you," I told him between the laughter.

Once again his face turned into a shade of tomato. "See who is blushing now." I asked him and took a mirror from my purse to show it in front of his face.

"Sheila, we are in public. Be--have---" He warned and shoved the mirror away.

"Lilly, how did you both meet? Could you please tell me? I'm eager to hear your love story." I flashed a sheepish smile.

"Why? Didn't he tell you ...