"I like Sean. He's cute." "I think he's an ugly, stupid asshole." Shelby laughed at him. "There is going to be one inconvenience," she said. "Yeah? What's that?" "I'm not going to be able to spend the night with you while your mother's here." He propped up on an elbow and looked at her. "You're not?" She shrugged. "I'm sorry. It's a little old-fashioned, but that's a bit too much for me. She's your mother. I can't stay here any more than I can bring you to my house while my Uncle Walt is down the hall. I hope you understand." "But Shelby, they know we're...what we are." "Not quite the same thing," she said. "I'm not doing it under the same roof with them. Maybe if we actually lived together, as in set up housekeeping, changed addresses, etcetera. But no--we're a dating couple having sex. I'm not doing that with your mother in the same house." "If you can't..." "Sorry. I can't. Out of respect. That's just it. I won't." "She's staying five nights," he said, running a hand along the hair that fell over her shoulder. "Five." "Well, I guess you'll be some kind of maniac by the time she leaves. Maybe I can get Mel to prescribe something so you don't go out of your mind." "That's what you want?" he asked. "For us to be apart for five nights?" "No, that's how it's going to be, Luke. We all have our ground rules. Now I want you to relax. It's just dinner. It'll be fun." "Sure," he said. There"