Finn was getting into it, when he suddenly got kicked and almost fell off the bed. He quickly grabbed the foot that kicked him again and kissed it a couple of times without any disdain, saying, "No, none of them are as clean and pretty as you. I just like you like this."
Viola blushed and said playfully, "Sweet-talker, who would believe you!"
"This is all heartfelt," Finn said, kissing up her foot, his speech muffled.
Viola bit her lip, her chestnut curls blooming like a flower on the pillow.
...
At Martin Sheffield's grandson's birthday banquet, the Wilsons naturally had to show up.
Melody had only returned a few days ago and hadn't divorced Edmund Wilson yet, so the Wilsons and the Sheffields were still in-laws.
