He leaned forward and kissed her.
They walked down the long drive which led from Diane"s impressive-looking house to the junction with the main road which led towards town. At the five-bar gate, he turned her into his arms and kissed her again. “I love you, Diane,” he said softly, the words causing a lump to form in his throat. But he meant it. This night, dining with her parents, indulging in good conversation, in which he held his own and proved his intelligence and good breeding, had proven to him, if he needed any proving at all, that she was the girl for him.
“Hot diggerty, if she ain"t a pretty one.”
Chad froze solid and for a moment, he believed he had drifted into another world, a harder, much colder existence. He gazed into her large, oval eyes and knew it was true and he turne
