Heck took Patty's hand.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"To get the details straightened out. To get married. To go on a honeymoon. To see Mr. Weatherby about getting my old job back—with a considerable raise in salary."
Patty's eyes turned sultry. "Go back to get married, darling, and kind of fill in."
"Well, we get married and go on a real honeymoon—"
She stood very close to him. "And on the honeymoon, we—"
He reddened, "Well, we—"
Patty moved even closer. He suddenly had difficulty with his breathing.
Patty murmured, "We do this—and this—and this—only more so—"
"Patty—please—"