Chapter 31
When Paul, Sandy and Tyler had gone out a few weeks later, Tyler had rolled his eyes while the others had laughed and talked about how funny it was that both Paul and Sandy kept clowning around and smelling each other.
Sandy wasn't sure what Paul had put on for that evening, but damn he smelled hot! She giggled at the thought that he was sniffing and nuzzling her neck, reveling in the custom fragrance he had had made for her as a Christmas present.
"Okay, Mom?" Now I understand that you guys are close and all, but you are totally weirding me out here."
"Wait until you are getting married," Paul grinned at him, winking.
"I just hope I don't do stupid stuff like sniff the girl I'm engaged to. You guys remind me of dogs smelling each other or something."
Paul began to laugh as Sandy giggled quietly.
Poor Tyler, she thought. He's not sure what to think. Maybe one day when he's in love….
A group of people from another table spied them, coming up to Paul and asking for pictures and autographs. Tyler had been put off a little with the interruption, but Sandy sat aside, smiling proudly at how gracious he was to everyone.
Paul had brief laugh when a little boy asked him and Sandy in Spanish if they were an item.
He just laughed and said, "Sí, ella será mi novia pronto. Esto es mi hermoso Cubierto de arena".
"What did you just say to that child?" Sandy asked him after the group had gone back to their own tables.
"I said 'yes, she will be my bride soon. This is my beautiful Sandy.' Why?"
"Just checking," she smiled.
"You weren't thinking I was saying something dirty, did you?"
"I'd like to think I know you better than that."
"Mom, come on, Paul's done some goofy shit, but he'd never do that."
"You know, since your mother and I are getting married, perhaps some Spanish lessons would be in order for both of you."
"I'm having enough trouble with French at school," Tyler shook his head.
"Never hurts to know more than one language, dude," Paul replied.
"I think it might be interesting," Sandy agreed. "And you know, we could teach the baby too."
"Mom, it won't even understand what we're saying in English, much less anything else." Tyler rolled his eyes.
"I meant when it's old enough to understand," Sandy laughed.
"Okay, that makes more sense. It's still going to be different having a goofy spawn in the house, though."
"Hey, who are you calling goofy?" Paul asked, trying not to laugh, knowing Tyler was kidding.
"If it's going to be your kid, it's bound to be goofy."
Sandy couldn't help but laugh. "You two guys are both goofy, period. I have a feeling it's going to be anything but a dull moment with the both of you around all the time."
