Lindsay's eyes bugged out. Then she starts to get into it. After that, Lindsay felt hot and bothered. She swooned and fanned herself as Pound held her in a cradle position. "Baby, those doughnuts were delicious…but not as delicious as your lips!" Pound told Lindsay in a deep sexy tone.
Lindsay has fallen in love and so has Pound. They stared into each other's eyes as Lindsay rubs Pound's face saying to him, "Well aren't you a smooth operator?" Pound chuckled. He realizes what he was doing and suddenly dropped Lindsay to the grown. Pound was getting a little anxious as he reached into his pocket for his phone to look at the time. "Oh, would you look at the time? I think I should be heading back. The guys are probably wondering where I am."
Pound began to rush to the door, before Lindsay got up and said, "What's your hurry, Pound? It's only 4:30 in the afternoon."
Lindsay looked into his eyes. "Pound, am I making you feel uncomfortable?" Pound took a deep breath and closed the door behind him. Pound took Lindsay's hand and walked her to the living room to explain. "Lindsay, you are a wonderful person. It's just that I…I feel that a guy like me doesn't deserve to be with a girl like you."
Lindsay felt sympathetic. "Now, Pound, why would you say something like that? Nobody's perfect. I'm not perfect."
Pound began to understand what Lindsay was talking about. Then Lindsay concluded, "And after getting to know you, I think any girl would love to be with you."
Pound started to feel hope. "You really think so?"
"Of course," said Lindsay.
"Matter of fact, I happened to know one girl who is just crazy about you." Pound was surprised to hear that as he asked, "who?"
Lindsay giggled and said, "You're looking at her."