"Hey fellas," Hank called out to the guys who were in Boomhauer's yard tinkering with his Challenger. The guys turned and looked at him and he caught Dale in his view. This was his best friend, his best friend who slept with his wife. Hank didn't feel angry anymore, which was strange. Before he had met Kate, he did feel betrayed but now, it almost felt as though Dale was doing him a favor. He didn't make eye contact with him still.

"Yo man," Boomhauer said from under his hood.

"Peggy," He looked at Dale who lit another cigarette and took a puff. "hired a tutor for Bobby named Kate. She's going to be staying with us for a little while to help Bobby before he goes off to college and tonight we are throwing her a little welcome party. We want you all to be there," Hank looked at the guys who were staring at him.

"Oh Hank, is she perty?" Asked Bill. "Maybe you could set us up on a date," Bill laughed. Hank glared at him.

"Naw man, dang ol' girl gonna like me," Boomhauer pushed Bill in the shoulder.

"Now, fellas she is a lady and I will not have the two of you fighting over her," Hank scolded as the two argued over who was going to flirt with her at the BBQ later on this evening. "In fact, you say hello and that's it!"

"Sounds to me like you have a soft spot for this girl, Hank," Dale threw in from over his cigarette. Boomhauer and Bill quieted down and stared at Hank who scratched his neck nervously and looked at them. "In fact, judging by the way you were looking at her in Sugar Foots you definitely do," Dale finished.

"Don't be ridiculous, I just don't want you all to scare her away!" Hank said quickly and loudly. "Dinner is at 7 o'clock. Dress nice," with that said he turned on his heels and walked away. How dare Dale even mention that after what he saw this afternoon. He saw Dale's naked ass for god's sakes and he is going to stand there and accuse him of being attracted to the tutor. Absurd, like Dale is the one that needs to be lecturing him on moral fiber. Hank may have been attracted to her intelligence and appearance but that didn't mean he was going to act on it. He was simply enjoying the view unlike Dale and Peggy.

"Mr. Hill?" Came a soft voice. He snapped out of his thoughts as he came near the door of the den. Her voice was like honey, sweet and thick with a sweet Louisiana accent.

"Kate?"

She opened the door to the den and peaked out. Hank looked down at her at the creak in the door and smiled.

"You need something?" Hank asked.

"I misplaced the key to my trunk and I was wondering if you could help me open it?" She asked quietly. Hank reveled in the moment as she opened the door, her hair was wet and sticking to her forehead and she was dressed only in a pair of house slippers and a white cotton robe. His eyes were stuck to her like glue and he couldn't help but adore her small feminine features.

"Uh, yeah sure, let me go screw… I mean, let me go get a drive screwer… Well I meant to say…" Kate looked at him as he turned nervously away from her.

"A screwdriver," she giggle softly as she knew her nakedness, though covered with a cotton robe, made him uncomfortable.

"Yeah that, let me go get one of those. I'll be right back," he watched her close the door and fell against the wall and clutched his chest. Stupid, Hank, he thought as he peaked in the crack of the door at her fidgeting with the lock on the trunk. She probably thought he was an idiot. He was just star struck. Hurrying, he grabbed a flat head screwdriver and returned to the room.

"Alright, let me help you out," Hank smiled as he pushed the screwdriver into the lock and jiggled it around roughly until it clicked and opened. Kate grinned widely.

"Thank you so much!"

"It's no problem, if you need anything else, let me know. I have lots of tools," Hank looked at her as she stood. She looked back at him with a glint in her eye. Was it attraction? No. It couldn't be. She had only known him for a few hours. That didn't stop him though, from becoming attracted.

"Okay," she whispered, eyes still fixed on his, their bodies only inches apart. He could close the gap and kiss her. She wanted it more than he did. It was obvious. Her eyes were glazed over and her lips were dark red with need. Soft sweet pants could be heard escaping her beautiful mouth. Hank could just lean in and brush her lips with his, he could entwine his fingers in her damp dark hair and kiss her throat, he could untie the sash that held the robe around her nakedness and caress the tender flesh that would be revealed. He could have her right now. His nervous hand, trembling, brushed a few stray hairs from her forehead. She closed her eyes at his touch which was more tender than she thought it would be.

"Dad!" Bobby shouted from the hall. Hank and Kate simultaneously stepped back and snapped out of whatever trance that had captured them. She looked away shyly as Hank glanced at her.

"I better go," He told her.

"Yeah, no… You better go," She crossed her arms, her cheeks burning red.