Talking About Marriage Again

Freya was several years older than Adrienne, and she had always treated Adrienne like her own sister. Hence, Adrienne always felt very comfortable around her. She often called her and said what was exactly on her mind. Freya said something over the phone and Adrienne nodded with a smile. "Okay, you can get ready first. We will reach in about half an hour." After Adrienne hung up giddily, Jefferson reached out and poked her in the waist to attract her attention. "I didn't know my little idiot was such a greedy pig." "Don't forget that Freya's best dishes are all your favorites too. I called her on your behalf." Adrienne looked back at him and then buckled her seat belt. "We're leaving. You'd better fasten your seat belt." "I guess I should thank you for always thinking of me," said Jefferson as he obediently fastened his seat belt. "No need to thank me!" Adrienne started the car and reminded him, "I am making it clear right now. No matter how they try to persuade you to drink, you are n