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all, it’s actually kind of… swoon worthy.” I blush. Or I would have without the mask anyway.  I think I can see smiles on the girls’ faces.
    A timer goes off then and a staff member comes in to hand us warm towels. I lay the towel over my face, lay back and soak in the warmth, letting myself think of him. For the first time in several days, I can picture his square jaw and hooded eyes without setting my body on fire.
    I wonder how his game is going, if he has left yet for his parents’ house and if not, if it’s too late to ride with him. I think of the coffee he brought me yesterday just because, and the way he smelled when he leaned in close. Daphne’s words stroll through my mind again.
    He will do just about anything to make you smile.
    And that he does. I finally let myself see a future with him and because it’s imaginary at this point, the idea of any part of it not coming true makes my heart hurt.
    ***
    We sit down to lunch after a short wait filled with getting to feel little kicks from Shaina’s belly. I’m thankful I don’t feel the jealousy I once felt about Shaina’s pregnancy anymore. Another sure sign that I’m in a better place now.
    We all place our orders quickly, having worked up a hearty appetite. Once again the conversation has turned back to the change in me my friends are finding quite agreeable.
    “You kind of remind me of how I feel about Luc,” Shaina says over a sip of water. I take this as a total compliment. I’ve seen them in their element and the type of relationship they have, it’s kind of epic.
    “Thank you,” I flush.
    “You’ve fallen, haven’t you?” Daphne asks quietly, examining at me as if seeing something new she can’t quite place her finger on.
    I think about it for a second. Images of us at the altar, in a delivery room, in a backyard playing with little blonde haired babies all flash across my eyes. I can’t help the growing smile on my face. Before I can answer, I see both girls smirk and nod at one another.
    “You know, I think I might have.” I can’t hold in the giggles, and they join in with me.

 
    Chapter Eight
    ~Stephen~
     
    It rained just enough last night to make everything a little damp; the air now is crisp and the sun is a comforting warm. Spring time in Missouri can be somewhat cantankerous, and we are almost always on high alert for severe storms and tornados, but today is looking to be a pretty nice day. I take my cup of coffee out to the deck, just reveling in God’s beautiful creation, wondering just how I got to be so deserving of the life He’s given me.
    Although I know she’s probably on the highway headed home now, I dial Jessie’s number just to check in with her. She was so determined to have a fun girls’ day yesterday, I hadn’t texted or called her. She was all wound up Friday morning, which of course set my libido into overdrive and well, so it is probably best that both of us took a breather. That doesn’t mean I didn’t spend most of my day thinking of her and checking my phone every five minutes.
    “Good morning,” Jessie’s brilliant voice sings as she answers. 
    “Good morning, beautiful. Are you feeling any better today?”
    “Much. Turns out some yoga and a massage was exactly what I needed.” I can hear her smile in her voice.
    “Well, you know, I’m not a bad masseuse myself.”
    She giggles, and the sound sends me up to the clouds.
    “Oh, I have no doubt that you are. But we need to be good. How was your game yesterday?”
    “Well, I was a little distracted so it didn’t go so well.”
    “Distracted?” Her voice growls provocatively and so does my gut.
    “I thought you said we need to be good?” Good Lord, her giggles are divine.
    “You’re right. I’m about an hour out. Are we still on to help with the youth service today?”
    “Yes. And then Mom has made chicken and noodles for lunch.”
    “Sounds great. Hey, do you think we could go for a walk or something after lunch? I have