6. Aubrey
CHAPTER 6
Aubrey
I can’t get that kiss out of my mind. I made the choice to not go to Jaxon’s place today. I sent him a text like a coward, but I couldn’t face him. I didn’t lie when I told him I had a lot of patients, but I didn’t have my first patient until two pm this afternoon.
I had carved out time to be with him from ten to one, but I couldn’t go and hear how sorry he was about yesterday and how he didn’t mean it. I know if I saw regret on his face, I would be heartbroken.
I couldn’t sleep last night as I continued to feel his lips and remember the taste of him as our tongues battled each other. My body was needy last night and I knew if I went and saw him today, I would regret it.
My phone rings pulling me from my thoughts and I see Em is calling.
“Hey Em,” I answer.
“Brey, how are you doing?”
I sigh, unable to help it.
“I'll be right over,” she says before hanging up.
I walk to the kitchen and pull a bottle of wine out of the refrigerator, knowing we are both going to need a glass.
It isn't long after I pour the wine that she is knocking on my door.
I unlock it and allow her to come in as I hand her a glass and we walk to the living room to sit on the couch.
“Want to tell me what happened?” she asks.
I look at her quizzically.
“I noticed you were off yesterday when you came back from Jaxon’s. What happened?”
I say nothing and only sigh as I take a sip of my wine.
“Explain,” Em says, taking a sip of hers.
“Where to start? He's doing well with his therapy,” I start.
“Well that’s good news. So what's the issue?” she asks.
“Yesterday, we finished his therapy and I left, but then he called me to come check his knee because he bent down from a standing position without thinking and said he was in pain. I turned around and went back,” I say and watch her nod for me to keep going.
“When I got back into the cabin, he was in the living room, and I could immediately tell he was in a lot of pain. His knee was swelling up, but I couldn’t feel any tendons had been pulled.”
“Okay, so what happened?” Em asks impatiently.
“He kissed me,” I blurt out, taking a drink to hide my red face.
“How was it?” she asks.
“It…it was great,” I stammer.
“So why didn’t you go see him today?” she asks.
“I didn’t want to hear him say, I’m sorry, it was a mistake,” I admit softly.
“I see,” she says, taking another sip and thinking, before adding, “What if he doesn’t think it was a mistake?”
“How can he not? He’s Wes’ best friend and he’s my patient,” I tell her. “Plus I crossed the line. I should have maintained a professional boundary and I allowed my feelings to get the best of me,” I sigh.
“Wes is a big boy. He’ll get over it. As for the professional boundary, he kissed you. You didn’t initiate the contact.”
“This time,” I mutter. “But what if there is a next time?” I question thoughtfully.
“Was it that good?” she asks with a smirk.
I give her my unbelievable look, but then I can’t help the smile that crosses my lips with the memory of his kiss. “Yeah, it was,” I admit.
“So, how long do you plan to avoid him?” she asks.
“I don’t know.” I rub my hands over my face. “A few more days?”
“Is that fair to him?” she asks and I already know the answer.
“No,” I whisper and she nods her head with a smile on her lips.
I sigh again and take another drink. What am I going to do?
Em stays until she finishes her glass of wine, talking things out, and by the time she leaves, I know I am going to go back to Jaxon’s.
I toss and turn all night as images of his chest play in my mind with the softness of his lips and the demanding way he kissed me.
I finally give up on sleep and jump in the shower trying to wash the images of Jaxon from my mind as I allow the water to cascade over my body.
I can’t help my thoughts as I think about what his hands would feel like touching all over my body and holding me.
“God, I’m so pathetic. The man is my brother’s best friend and I’m sure he has tons of women throwing themselves at him. I don’t need to be one of them,” I tell myself as I lather body wash all over me.
I finish my shower, get out, and dry off. I walk into my closet and pick my scrubs for the day before getting dressed. Then I brush my wet hair while I blow dry it before putting it up in a messy bun at the top of my head.
I walk into the kitchen to make some coffee and turn the tv on to the local news.
I hear the meteorologist give the weather update for today.
“We are in for a winter blizzard like conditions starting this afternoon. Looks like it’s going to be a white out that will last at least for a full day, maybe a day and a half.”
“Shit,” I mutter.
I pick up the phone and call Jaxon without thinking.
“Aubrey?” he answers gruffly and his voice sends shivers down my spine.
“Hey, sorry to call so early, but I just heard that we may be getting a blizzard this afternoon and I wanted to make sure you have everything you need before I come up there today. They are calling for a white out and that means that the mountain may be impassable for the next few days,” I tell him.
“You’re coming up here today?” he asks, shocked.
“Yes. I need to make sure you are good before you get locked into the mountain and I’m unable to get up there. Do you have enough candles and water should you lose power?” I ask him.
“Ummm, I’m not sure,” he says and I hear him rustle around.
Did I wake him up? I wonder to myself, but don’t voice it aloud.
“I see some flashlights in the pantry, but I don’t know how good the batteries are,” he tells me, before continuing, “I have half a case of water.
“Okay, I’ll pick up some fresh batteries and water before I come up there. Do you need anything else? How’s your canned food supply?”
“I’m good on food. Your brother just took me grocery shopping a few days ago.”
“Great. I’ll see you in a little while,” I tell him as I hang up.
I grab some supplies in case I get stuck before getting home this afternoon. I would prefer to be prepared instead of unprepared. I make sure there is a thick blanket in the backseat and I have a full gas can, flashlight, emergency kit, and flares in case I get stranded on the side of the road.
I call Emily.
“Good morning Brey,” she says, chipperly.
“Morning Em, did you see the weather report for today?”
“No, I haven’t turned the tv on. What’s going on?”
“The weather man says we are in for a winter blizzard like conditions starting this afternoon. Looks like it’s going to be a white out that could last a day, maybe a day and a half,” I inform her.
“Oh, wow. Are you going to see Jaxon?” she asks.
“Yes, I already called him and plan to stop by the store to pick him up some fresh batteries and water. I’m hoping to be off the mountain before the storm hits this afternoon. I've packed my vehicle with the emergency essentials just in case, but I wanted to let you know where I would be in case I lose signal somewhere and get stranded.”
“Good point. Be safe and let me know when you leave his place,” she tells me and I can tell she is worried something might happen.
“I promise if it looks too dangerous to drive, I will stay put at Jaxon’s, but hopefully it doesn’t come to that,” I tell her to ease her worry.
“Either way, keep me updated,” she says and I agree.
I drive to the local grocery store and stock up on batteries, candles, and water, needing to ensure Jaxon is going to be okay through this storm.
I make the drive up the mountain and the roads are currently clear, but I can see how low the clouds are and I know it won’t be long until the snow starts falling. If I don’t stay long, I should be able to make it home before anything happens.
I get to Jaxon’s cabin and unload everything from the car. I can feel the wind picking up and the cold goes through me, straight to my bones.
I walk into Jaxon’s place and lay down the bag of candles and batteries, before going back out to the car for the three cases of water. I bring them in one at a time and put them on the kitchen floor.
Jaxon is at the island in the kitchen, replacing the batteries in all the flashlights he found. I close the door when I bring in the last case of water.
“Do you think this will be enough?” I ask him.
“It should be plenty,” he tells me. “Thank you.”
“You are welcome,” I say, suddenly feeling very nervous now that my adrenaline for his safety has worn down.
I hear the wind pick up outside. I look at him and say, “I better go before the storm hits. Do the exercises but stay safe. I’m not sure how long it will be before I can get back up here after the storm is over.”
He nods his head, but I can see there is something he wants to say and I just don’t think it’s something I want to hear right now. Instead I nod back at him and open the door to find the snow is already coming down with the wind hard.
My phone rings and I pull it from my pocket to see it’s Emily.
“Hey Em,” I say, grimly, as I know I’m going to have to keep my promise and stay here.
“Brey, you haven’t left Jaxon’s yet, have you?”
“No, I was just about to..”
She interrupts. “Stay there. They have already closed the road to the mountain. No one can leave or go up.”
“Yeah. Seems it came in faster than what anyone thought. It’s already a whiteout up here,” I tell her.
“Be safe,” she says as the connection starts to break up.
I sigh and close the door while putting my phone back in my pocket. I walk back into the kitchen and Jaxon looks at me, quirking his eyebrow my way.
“You got an extra bedroom I can stay in?” I ask, sighing.
“I do,” he says, his voice sounding rough.
“Looks like I’m going to be stuck here until they open the roads back up,” I tell him as I take a seat.
I see the small smile that forms on his lips, but he covers it when he says, “I’ll go make the extra bed up.”
“That can be done later. Since I’m here, let’s go through your exercises and keep you on schedule.”
JAXON
Y esterday was a wash. I didn’t do anything except sit in my chair and brood. Wes called several times, but I didn’t feel like talking. My mind was on Aubrey and how bad I wanted her.
I was shocked when she called me this morning. I had been thinking about her all night, unable to sleep, but when I did fall asleep, the ringing of the phone is what pulled me out. To say I was surprised to hear she was coming today, would be an understatement. I really thought she was going to come up with another excuse to not come.
I’m glad she didn’t though and who would have known a blizzard would be the one thing to force Aubrey to stay here with me. It was almost like God was sending a sign and I couldn’t screw this up.
Aubrey wanted to do the exercises, and since I wasn’t quite sure what to say yet, I went along with doing them. I can tell she is nervous and a little irritated to be stuck here with me.
Does this mean she doesn’t feel the same about me as I feel about her? That kiss didn’t feel like someone who didn’t share the same feelings as me. I know I should ask her, but what if she really doesn’t feel anything for me? Could I accept the rejection knowing she has always been the only woman I have always and will always want?
“Hey, are you okay?” I hear Aubrey ask and see the concern in her eyes.
I shake my thoughts away. “Yeah, sorry. My mind was on something else,” I say roughly and I watch her flinch before putting her professional face back on.
God, I’m screwing this all up, I think to myself, but try to focus on what I’m doing.
Just then the power goes out and the room is pitch black.
“Damn,” I hear Aubrey whisper. “Stay there, I’m going to get us some flashlights,” she tells me.
Since I’m currently on the bike and can’t see, I do as she says, so as not to hurt myself.
Aubrey comes back with the flashlights and I watch her light candles and place them around the living room. She walks over to the curtains and opens them up, allowing for some of the dim light outside to come in.
I get off the bike and say, “I’ll get some wood and start a fire in the fireplace.”
I watch her nod as she looks out the window. The clouds are dark gray and the snow is blowing around hard. I walk out to the enclosed porch area and grab a few pieces of wood and take them into the living room.
“You go get more wood, I’ll start the fire,” Aubrey says.
I walk back to the porch and grab some more wood, taking it to the fireplace and stacking it into the wood holder until it’s full. I’m hoping we have enough wood to get us through this storm.
Aubrey has the fireplace going and she is currently standing in front of it, watching the fire with her arms crossed around her.
“Are you cold?” I ask.
“No. Watching a fire feels peaceful,” she says and I nod, though she isn’t looking at me.
“Are you ready to continue?” she asks.
“Sure.”
I get back on the bike and we pick up where we left off. Soon enough I have completed all the sets three times and am currently sitting in the chair, drinking the water and taking the ibuprofen that Aubrey has handed me.
She looks over my knee, making sure there is no swelling.
I can’t help but stare at her as the glow from the fireplace shines around her, making her seem so ethereal.
“What is it, Jaxon?” she asks, huskily and I can’t help wondering if she is thinking about our kiss.
“You’re beautiful,” I say, without thinking.
“Jaxson,” she starts to say, but I stop her.
“I don’t regret our kiss and I hope you don’t either,” I tell her as I lean in and take her lips with mine.
This is what I needed. I needed to feel and taste her again.
I pull her up and into my lap, needing to feel her body against mine.
She begins to rub her chest against mine as she twines her fingers in my hair.
My cock swells and she feels it, causing her to rub herself against me. I can’t help the groan that escapes me hearing her moan.
I slide my hands inside her pants, grabbing her hips and helping her to move her pussy against my cock through our clothes. I can feel how turned on she is.
I break the kiss and lift her shirt above her head, before taking her mouth into another deep kiss while unhooking her bra and sliding it down her arms. I grab each breast with a hand and squeeze them, while thumbing her nipples until they are hard.
I break the kiss to suck on her breast as she pushes her chest into my mouth and grabs my head to keep me close.
“So good,” she whispers as she continues to rub her lower half against me.
I slide my hand down the front of her pants and cup her pussy, feeling how wet she is before I thrust a finger inside her.
“Oh God,” she moans out as she rides my finger.
I pull her head to the side and kiss her neck while my finger keeps thrusting in her before my thumb finds her clit.
“Fuck,” she moans out. “So, good,” she whispers.
I watch as her eyes are half closed with desire and her mouth is partly open in an O.
“Come for me, baby,” I growl at her while pinching her clit.
“OH GOD,” she screams out as she comes, calling my name, “Jaxon.”
I lift her up, pull her pants down, then pull mine down enough my cock springs out. I pull her back on me and thrust inside her, needing to be inside her, feeling her pussy around my dick.
“Oh, God,” she calls out as I grip her hips and she rubs her pussy on the base of my cock.
“You are so tight and wet,” I whisper to her as she begins to bounce.
“So close,” she tells me.
“Fuck me, baby,” I demand.
I grab her breast and suck on her nipple, while thrusting up to meet her as she comes down.
“Jaxon, you feel so damn good.”
“So do you, baby, so fucking good,” I tell her as we both chase our releases.
I feel her walls tighten, letting me know she is indeed close to coming apart. I slide my thumb back to her clit and I apply pressure while rubbing it and that’s all it takes for her to come, drenching my cock in her juices so I can slide deeper inside her before I come hard.
God, this was so much better than I could have ever imagined it would be and I know one time will never be enough. I need her as much as I need air to breathe. I just hope she feels the same.
It takes a few minutes before we both come down from our high and catch our breaths. I hold her as her head lays on my chest. I kiss the top of her head and ask, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” she mumbles, before she sits up and looks at me.
I see as the fear immediately replaces the euphoria she had a few seconds ago.
“Oh, what have we done?” she asks, scrambling off me to find her clothes.
“I thought it was perfect,” I say.
“We shouldn’t have done this,” she tells me, panicking.
“Why not?” I ask.
“Wes for one and two, you are my patient. It’s against ethics,” she says as she walks away toward the fireplace, putting distance between us.
I pull my sweatpants up and look at her. “I don’t regret what we just did, Aubrey, and I hope you don’t either. I want you Aubrey. I have always wanted you since the day you graduated high school,” I blurt out.
“What?” she whispers. I watch as she turns to look at me.
“For six years, Aubrey, you have been the only woman I have ever thought about. Yes, Wes, is the reason I stayed away from you, but I can’t stay away anymore,” I say as I stand up and walk towards her.
“What about your friendship with my brother? I can’t be the reason you two are no longer friends,” she cries.
“If Wes can’t be happy for us, then I will learn to live without his friendship as long as I have you,” I admit, placing my hand on her face gently and rubbing it with my thumb.
She leans her face into my hand, as she holds my wrist. “Tell me you don’t have feelings for me and I will do my best to stay away from you,” I whisper to her.
“I can’t tell you that,” she admits, looking into my eyes with a sheen of tears.
I lean down and pull her into a kiss, gently at first, but then desire takes over and I completely lose control, taking it deeper.
My cock swells again and I can feel her rubbing her body against mine as well.
“I need you Aubrey,” I whisper against her lips.
“I need you too,” she tells me and I look into her eyes to see the truth shining back at me. She may be nervous about her brother, but she does want me and I’m elated.
I walk her back to my bedroom and undress her again. This time I place her on the bed and shower her body with kisses. I plan to make love to her all afternoon and show her how much she means to me.
I kiss down her stomach and even further, hovering over her pussy, before finding her clit. I flick her hard nub with my tongue, before sucking it into my mouth, then blowing on it to make it harder.
"God, you are so gorgeous, Aubrey," I whisper up to her.
Her fingers glide through my hair, pulling it slightly as my tongue swipes inside her pussy.
"Damn, you are so wet," I whisper while sliding my finger inside her. "So tight," I mutter.
She moans as my thumb plays with her clit as I add another finger inside her. I pull my fingers out and pop them into my mouth tasting her on my tongue. God, she tastes amazing. I settle my head between her thighs and begin licking, sucking, and fucking her with my tongue.
I can't get enough of her taste. I feel her hand on my head as she begins to ride my face. I look up and see her head thrown back on the pillow, her back bowed, and the other hand gripping the sheets beside her. I continue fucking her pussy as her moans get louder. Her legs start to quiver, and I know she is close.
I flick her clit with my tongue before I suck it into my mouth, and gently bite down, causing her to orgasm hard. I lap up every drop of her juices before making my way back up her body, stopping to pay special attention to each of her breasts as I line my hard cock up to her entrance.
I kiss her neck to her mouth, allowing her to taste herself on my tongue before I slide my cock into her pussy, making me groan with how tight she is.
I hear her moan, as I slowly ease in and out of her.
"Oh Jaxon," she whispers as I continue to work her up.
I kiss her, allowing my body to convey to her what my heart already knows. I’m in love with her and I always have been.
"Aubrey," I whisper.
"Yes," she calls out, meeting me thrust for thrust as I pick up the pace.
I pound harder into her pussy and rotate my hips, causing her to cry out.
I continue making love to her, speeding up and slowing down. I know it's driving her crazy, but I don't want this to end. She feels so good in my arms and wrapped around my cock.
I’ve waited too long for this moment that I thought would never come, and now that it’s here, I don’t want it to end.
Both our bodies are slick with sweat, our breathing is erratic, and our kisses frantic, as we continue to take each other.
I feel her walls tightening like a vice grip on my cock, and I know it won't be much longer before she comes again. I can feel the tingling in my spine as my balls tighten up, telling me I’m close too.
"JAXON!" Aubrey screams my name as she orgasms hard.
I follow her with my own orgasm and empty my cum inside her.
Our breathing is labored, both of us trying to fill our lungs. I lift my head and kiss her lips deeply.
"Wow," we both say at the same time as I lay my head on her chest, nuzzling her breasts, waiting for her pussy to let my cock go.
I slide my cock out of her, and I flip over onto my back, lying beside her.
"How is your knee?" she asks.
"It feels fine," I say, still trying to catch my breath.
"I can't lie, that was amazing,” she says with a yawn.
“Yes it was, and I can’t wait to do it again,” I reply, chuckling as I roll on my side and pull her into my chest as I hold her tightly.
She laughs and says, “I need a nap first.”
A couple of hours later, I wake with Aubrey's naked body still in my arms. My cock is hard and I want to sink back inside her, but I know she needs to sleep. So I stare at her sleeping form. I can't believe I finally have her in my arms.
She stirs and I hold my breath until she opens her eyes. When she looks up at me, she gives me a blinding smile.
“Hi,” she whispers.
“Hi. How do you feel?” I ask her.
“I feel good. How about you? Any pain in your knee?”
“None,” I say, giving her a smile.
“Good,” she replies as she sits up and climbs out of the bed and walks to the bathroom.
I hear the shower turn on and I smile as I climb out of the bed to go join her.
I step into the shower and pull her back into my chest, while I kiss her neck and she lets out a moan. I turn her around and kiss her lips before taking the kiss deeper.
When we pull apart we are both breathless and I feel her hand wrap around my cock. I can’t help the moan that escapes me as she starts stroking it. I watch as she licks her lips, before falling to her knees and wraps her mouth over my cock. I watch as she licks the head before sucking me deep into her mouth.
“Fuck,” I hiss at the warmth of her mouth and the swirl of her tongue, then she moans around my cock, before she pops it out, licking the head with her tongue again.
I watch her with hooded eyes as she guides my cock back into her mouth and takes me deeper while relaxing her jaw. My imagination definitely had nothing on the real thing. She grabs my balls and starts squeezing as she continues to suck me.
I place my hands on her head and begin to thrust a little into her mouth.
“Damn, you feel so good,” I whisper as she looks up at me through her eyelashes. I stare into her blue eyes as I push my cock deeper into her throat and watch as her eyes fill with tears and she gags, sending vibrations through me.
I lose control and begin to fuck her mouth, allowing a moan to leave my lips. "Fuck, babe, that feels so good," I tell her.
She moans around my cock and squeezes my balls causing me to come down her throat with a roar.
Once she has finished sucking me, she stands up and I pull her in for a kiss as I start to finger her. It doesn’t take long for me to get hard again.
I turn her around and thrust into her pussy as she places her hands up against the wall.
I hear her gasp.
"Mmm, like that?" I ask.
"Yes," she calls out. “So good.”
I grab her breast and squeeze before lowering my hand down her stomach, allowing my thumb to find her clit, and I play with it.
“Jaxon, yes, like that,” she moans out.
I grab her hips, holding onto her, and thrust hard. “God, you feel so good, babe,” I call out and do it again and again, until her legs begin to shake, and I feel her orgasm explode within her. I continue thrusting into her, prolonging her orgasm as I chase my release, until I come inside her.
“Aubrey,” I roar out with my release.
Once our breathing is back under control, I pull her up and hold her against me before we wash each other up. I turn the water off, pulling a towel out and begin to dry her off before wrapping the towel around her and kissing her lips.
“Clothes are in the draw, get dressed, and I’ll make us something to eat,” I tell her, as I grab a towel and dry myself off, before finding another pair of sweatpants and throwing them on.
Aubrey finds a pair of my boxers and a t-shirt. I can’t help but to notice how gorgeous she looks in my clothes.
I walk to the kitchen and see we still have no power. I walk to the living room, stoke the fire and add more logs. I walk back to the kitchen to see what there is to make. I see I have some steaks that are thawing in the freezer and some potatoes, so I walk outside to see how the grill looks and find the snow covering the door.
“Well, that may be a problem,” I mutter to myself.
“What may be a problem?” Aubrey asks, walking up next to me. “Oh, I see,” she adds without me having to say anything.
“Is the grill somewhere out there?’ she asks and I can only nod. “Okay,” she says, taking a deep breath. “I’ll find the grill, you find everything else you need.”
“It’s not that simple, babe,” I tell her.
“What do you mean?” She looks at me confused.
“It’s a built in outside kitchen. You can’t move the grill around.”
“Oh,” she whispers. “That’s a lot of snow,” she adds.
“Yep. I didn’t think we would have this much. It’s blocking the door,” I say, wondering what we are going to do.
“I see that,” she says, probably thinking the same thing I am. “You got a snow shovel?” she asks.
“You are not going to shovel the snow,” I tell her adamantly.
She looks up at me and says with a straight face, “What? Do you think you are going to?”
“Well…” I start but she cuts me off.
“Not only no, but hell no. You can’t do this, otherwise you could injure yourself further.”
“If sex didn’t injure me, I’m pretty sure I can handle shoveling snow,” I tell her.
“Unless there is unseen ice under there and you fall wrong,” she counters back.
“Fair point,” I say as I bite the inside of my cheek.
She looks down at my body and says, “You got another pair of sweatpants and boots?”
I can’t help the chuckle that leaves me, “Yeah I do, but you are going to be swimming in them.”
She shrugs her shoulders, “Food is more important.”
“Fair enough,” I concede, and lead her back into my bedroom to ensure she has warm clothes on. I find her a pair of boots, as well as a coat and gloves.
She really does look like she is being swallowed up by clothes, but she also looks cute as hell. Reminds me of those videos where the little kids dress up in their moms clothes and heels. That's how she looks right now and I can’t help the laugh that leaves me.
“Laugh it up, but you will be the one out here cooking,” she tells me as she pushes on the door to get out and shovel a path to the grill.
I feel hopeless just standing here and not being able to help her. I should be the one shoveling the snow, not her. I rake my hands through my hair as I hear the shovel hitting the concrete.
A few minutes later she comes stomping in, “Okay, I think I got a good path to the grill and I even cleaned the snow off of what we need. I don’t know how long it will last, but it should get us through tonight,” she tells me.
I walk out, being mindful of the possibility of ice and check on the grill. She is definitely amazing. She made sure I could also get to the propane tank. I turn it on, wait a few seconds before turning the grill on to heat it up. I know once it heats up the snow around it will begin to melt, but it shouldn’t deter us from cooking our meal.
I walk back into the house and prep the steak and potatoes. I look over at Aubrey, seeing that she has already changed back into the boxers and t-shirt, and is watching me. I walk over, give her a kiss and say, “Thank you.”
“Don’t worry macho man, one day, when you are not injured, I will let you handle everything.”
I can’t help the laugh that leaves me. “Deal,” I say, looking forward to that day.
I get the potatoes on the grill as they will take the longest to cook. I bring in more wood for the fireplace, knowing we are going to need it for the night and probably tomorrow as well.
I go back out to the grill, rotating the potatoes to make sure they are cooked evenly. Twenty minutes later, I throw the steaks on the grill and allow them to cook to medium before pulling them and the potatoes off the grill.
I turn the propane tank off after I turn the grill off, then I take dinner inside, where Aubrey is waiting with plates and silverware.
Seeing her standing in my kitchen feels like a dream. I never thought I would have the woman of my dreams here with me.
Now to get her brother to agree, I think before shaking my head of the thought. That's for another day.