Teachers didn't patrol the grove during the day, but students would still stroll through.
Holly Winslow occasionally glanced at Mortimer Quincy. 'This guy seems awfully well-behaved. Something's not right.'
"What are you looking at? Keep staring and your husband will kiss you." Mortimer Quincy tilted his chin up slightly, his roguish voice a little dominant.
'If there weren't people around, would I have to wait for my wifey to just look?'
Holly Winslow: "..."
'So full of himself.'
She took a big gulp of her Coke. "Believe it or not, I can get you on the front page."
His wifey's "famous quotes" came one after another. Mortimer Quincy's shoulders shook with laughter. He had just managed to calm down when he couldn't help but laugh again.
"I'm not interested in getting on the front page. I'm very interested in getting on you, though."
"One hundred percent interested."
Holly Winslow: "..."
