Trent started walking toward us.
Ted abruptly sat up, "Quick hide the binoculars on your way out! He'll no doubt be somewhat sore in regards to your involvement in this little matchmaking operation of ours."
I quickly stood up, "I need to go do damage control with Deshavi anyway.
"I'll do likewise from this side of things." Ted echoed.
I quickly left, stashing the binoculars in a cabinet, on my way out of Ted's cabin. I mounted up at the front of the cabin and quickly headed off into the adjoining forest so that I wouldn't be seen. In some ways I felt like a little boy trying to hide secret misdeeds from my parents all over again.
Ted relaxed back into his chair as he watched his grandson approach. He glanced over at his friend's vacant chair and a shot of alarm went through him. He'd left his glass!
Quickly Ted leaned over and snatched it up only to then toss it underhanded into some nearby bushes. Trent drew near and his gaze was decidedly suspicious. He reached his hand down and felt the seat cushion of the vacant chair and Ted sighed. The game was up.
"You're into this knee-deep too!"
Trent's hands landed on either side of Ted's somewhat robust form to grip the armrests tightly. Ted met his anger grandson's eyes as he loomed up over him.
"Let me make something very clear Theodore Charles Rogerson. I do not need any help in procuring either a girlfriend or a lifelong mate!"
Ted wasn't intimidated though, "To heck you don't! Your thirty six going on thirty seven and to my knowledge you haven't had a girlfriend since junior high so get over it! You need help boy and fortunately you have help in the form of two experienced veterans of love's tumultuous pathways, in me and my friend Caleb."
Trent snorted sarcastically and Ted cuffed him sharply.
"You may not of had a father boy, but I taught you better than to disrespect your elders! Me and Caleb may be old, but we've done our time and we deserve respect for what we've made it through in life and if you're smart you'll listen to us!"
Trent repeated sullenly, "I don't need any help!"
"And I say that you do! It's high time you woke up in the morning and had a place to put that morning wood plank of yours!"
"Grandfather!" Trent exclaimed as his face turned red with embarrassment.
"Don't grandfather me boy! It's a fact of life. Woman was created to fill the need a man has here, here, and here!" Ted stormed on gesturing to Trent's groin, heart, and head.