"Why don't you give us a minute"

I took a deep breath.

"Why don't you give us a minute," I told them. I figured it would be a good time to get Mandy's true feelings. If she wanted to, we could ask them to leave or we could politely decline.

Or, I suppose we could go for it.

"Yes, of course," Billy said with a smile. "We'll go freshen up a bit and grab another drink." He took his wife by the hand and led her into the kitchen. My gaze was glued to Rene's ass until the door closed behind her at which point I snapped my head back to Mandy.

"You're thinking about it," I said. She smirked and looked down sheepishly. "I knew it! I can't believe it. I was sitting here watching you going 'she's thinking about it'. And I half expected you to throw them out of the house."

"I don't know," Mandy said, her voice filled with a nervous energy. "I can't put my finger on it but I sort of want to say yes."

"Wow," I laughed.

"Are you mad at me?" She asked, a concerned look flooding her face. "We can ask them to leave and we can never talk or think about this again."

"No, no, no," I assured her. I traced my finger over her adorable face then brushed her hair behind her ear. "Not at all, I promise."

"So do you want to?" She asked. "We don't have to." I took a deep breath. Are we really going to do this?