It certainly looked like I had a hangover. It felt like a hangover. The mere act of filling the kettle made my arms ache. ‘Ow-ow,’ I whimpered, se...ting it down on the base and flipping the switch before slumping over the counter with a groan. And to think the day was relatively young. If having a night of passion equated to how one might feel after climbing to the top of Ben Nevis—and heaven help me, it was starting to seem as though it might—then the worst of the discomfort was surely yet to. Until now, without realizing it, she justcame to take it for granted that Derek should make most of thesedecisions for her.-You'll be with someone and they will shape youMom's words again.But mom hadn't mentioned that you would have it sneak up on you. When hesaid that to Jenny she was thinking that it would need to be a boyfriendor husband and it would be being blatant and clumsy, but there was thisway as well. The slow erosion you gave into as that occurred until youlooked up and things were. “Just what the devil is going on here young man? I come here because I have heard you have missed classes and work and this is how I find you? Are you truly a grown man as your age and license claim, or are you a child?” He was awake and off the ground with a speed that she had assumed he only reserved for video games.In less than a second, he was standing at attention with his hands crossed behind his back. At least some of his training had stuck at least. “ P-p-p-please ma’am, my uh. Oh shit,. I jumped onto my feet when I heard the door bell ring. Even after dating him for so long I still got butterflies every time I saw him. I opened up the door to see Chris holding a small flower. I happily took it from him and put it in my long wavy brown hair. I then took him in for a long hug and kiss. I always felt content in his strong arms. Chris got my bags and I locked my front door. I was walking in front of him, he gave my swaying ass a gentle smack. He opened the Jeep door for me and I.