Talk. She wants to talk. Well, cowboy, you knew you couldn't just sweep it under the rug, right?

Zach talked to himself while he sliced the roast and arranged plates with the meat, the perfectly done new potatoes and a serving of the green bean casserole. One last trip to the kitchen for the rolls and the bottle of wine and he slid into the chair opposite Maddie.

God, she's so beautiful. The firelight makes her hair look like spun gold and her skin absolutely glows. I'm ...