I am so nervous about Billy and Sarah coming today. I know Billy, she is going to ask a million question about what happened. I really don’t want to answer them either. When we first moved to Jacksonville I made it a point that no one would find out it was me in the news a couple of years ago. It was actually a really big story for a while because Paula and Stan kept talking to the reporters all of the time. I am pretty sure that Billy suspects that it was me because of the accident that happened with Ashley.

Ashley went to grab a drink from the vending machine down the hall. This is the first time I’ve been alone in my room. It’s sort of creepy in here by myself. She walks back in a couple of minutes later breaking me from my thoughts.

"Morning sweetie" she places a quick kiss to my lips.

"Where is everyone?"

"Leslie and Jessica have school today, and Billy and Sarah should be here anytime now." Great!

"Ash what am I going to tell them about all of this?" I gesture to my face and stomach.

"The truth" That is all she says, like that explains everything that I need to know. I just don’t want them to feel pity or sympathy towards me.

"I don’t want anyone to know about the past"

"I know you don’t but maybe in order for you to completely get over it you need to let it all out." I hate it when she’s right.

"I guess but …" She cuts me off by placing a finger over my lips.

"Spence I know you haven’t told me everything. I know a lot of it is hard to remember but I hope one day you will share it with me. Okay? Plus, you don’t have to tell them everything just what you feel is necessary."She’s the best.

"Thank you and I promise to tell you everything as soon as I feel ready. I love you and I want you to know everything about me, the same as I want to know everything about you!"
"Of course"

She leans down and closes the distance between us, I can smell the coffee on her breath. The kiss is slow and sweet. I smile as I feel her hand slips down to cover my clothed breast. She slips her tongue into my waiting mouth. Our mouths work together sucking, nipping, and licking each other. I’m sure they could consider our kisses an art form, however being in a hospital has its downfalls. No privacy. A nurse walks in and we break apart panting. She gives us a pointed look before checking the machines and walking back out.