Page 60 of Spotlight on Poppy

"Yeah, that is not happening," Poppy said. "Now I’m going to shower."

Both of them showered, put on their pajamas and curled up on the couch together watching a romcom, drinking more wine, and waiting for the pizza, when there was a firm knock at the door.

"Wow, that pizza guy means business." Hannah got up, a little unstable on her feet and made her way over to the door with a giggle.

"Did someone order a pizza?" asked a voice in a deep Scottish brogue. Hannah squealed and jumped into Graham's arms. He barely had time to get the pizzas safely in Josh's hands before dropping either them or Hannah. "Whatever has gotten into ye, ye silly thing." She planted a big sloppy kiss on Graham’s face as Josh quietly squeezed around them. He walked over to Poppy and set the pizzas on the table.

"I hope we’re not intruding. When you didn't answer I wasn't sure what to do," he said with a tentative look on his face.

Poppy stood up and kissed him. "No, I'm glad you are here. I lost my phone in a box packing earlier."

"How much have ye had to drink, my love?" Graham asked Hannah with a chuckle.

"Just a little," Hannah said.

"I find that hard to believe. Let's get some food in yer belly," said Graham.

They all got some napkins and pizza and ate and chatted.

"There is quite the party going on the floor below you," said Josh.

"Oh my god! I forgot to tell you." Poppy sat up straight to turn to him. "Guess who lives in Hannah's building?"

Josh raised his eyebrows, waiting for her to tell him.

"Damien St. Cloud."

His eyebrows fell and he looked angry. "How do you know that?" he asked in almost a growl.

"Who is this fellow?' Graham asked, clearly trying to see if there was going to be trouble.

"He was the music director for our show for a bit, but he is no one," Poppy said to Graham, the last bit more for Josh's benefit.

"No one?" Josh looked up at her and asked.

Poppy took his hands in her and looked into his eyes, "No one."

"We bumped into him in the hallway, and he invited us to the party, but we declined," Hannah said.

Poppy was still looking in his eyes. She knew he wasn't a big fan of Damien’s, but this seemed like a whole lot more than not a fan.

They all settled back in for the movie. Things had gotten quiet. Poppy was sitting on the floor between Josh's legs as he absent-mindedly played with her hair. She looked over at Hannah to see that she was a little preoccupied. Her and her husband were engaged in a pretty intense make out session.

"Okay, now this really is a junior high sleepover, but the kind we snuck boys into," Poppy said as she chucked a pillow at them. To her surprise, Graham caught the pillow without breaking the kiss and tossed it right back at her. Hannah laughed and broke away. She picked up her phone and squinted at the bright screen.

"It’s getting late. We have to get up early and get all this stuff loaded into the truck. I think we should probably get some sleep, in that box over there is bedding, will you guys be okay out here?" Hannah asked.

"I think we can manage," Poppy told her.

Graham and Hannah got up and started for the bedroom. Josh got the blankets and pillows out of the box and started to make a bed on the floor.

"I am too old to sleep on a floor," Poppy said with a small pout.

"Do you want to sleep on the couch? I can sleep on the floor no problem," Josh said with an easy smile.

"And miss out on cuddling you? Not a chance, Turner."

"I'll make you the best, most comfortable floor bed with all the blankets and pillows I can find,” he said.

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