I'm in too deep ....

Paris: *the lumber for the hot tub support had arrived earlier that day, and I had spent the afternoon with the guys from the lumber yard unloading, then put the final touches to the porch. I had seen Dave finishing the walls off, and had to admit I was impressed with his hard work. For someone who wasn't used to physical graft, he didn't mind getting stuck in. I showered, and grabbed a couple of cold ones from the fridge, before heading out to join Dave*

Dave: *I'm leaning on the windowsill, smiling out at the porch, pondering whether adding a rocking chair out there would make it look like an old man lives here. I hear the now-familiar sounds of the fridge and the clinking of beers, and Paris padding up behind me. Don't look at his feet, Dave, just take a beer and smile *you did it. It looks so great! I need to get some furniture out there really soon so we can enjoy what you've built. *your hair's still wet from the shower, and a small drop of water runs down your neck. I take a long gulp of beer, glad it's cold and distracting*

( Thanks! I'm quite proud of it! )