"So what if she's five? That Curly kid grew up so cute, you think you're the only one with good taste? You don't even know how many men are secretly thinking about her. Too many monks, not enough meat—if you don't tie her down from the start, by the time she grows up, you think you'll still have a chance?"
"Dad, why don't you go over and propose marriage to their family?" Ernest Turner said, face blushing.
Jeffrey Turner slapped his forehead and said, "Great idea!"
...
Adrian Desmond was suffering from insomnia again. He lay in bed, tossing and turning by himself, unable to fall asleep. The bed was huge—really huge—and he subconsciously reached for the spot beside him, but all he ever touched was emptiness.
He forgot that he'd had a fight with Sienna Johnson, and Sienna went off to sleep with Kiki.
If Sienna was sleeping alone, he might shamelessly sneak into her room; but with Kiki there, he just couldn't swallow his pride enough to do it.
