He grinned. "Yeah," he shook his head. "I'm surprised we didn't get in trouble. We had just finished taking care of things when my parents rolled into the drive way."

"That sounds nice," Sam leaned back in his chair. "Fireworks are always my favorite and we didn't even get any at my house. Someone had switched to the Time Square countdown and then some, oh man... some blonde chick assaulted me with her tongue," he laughed.