Rochelle comes back to the table and I won’t answer any questions, but force them to talk about other things. It’s killing Evan to not know what l...d up to the kiss. I can feel Ryan’s stare burning into me, but I refuse to look at him. When I finish my second beer, I walk across the room to the restroom. Finally alone, I silently do a happy dance. I could still feel my lips burning from his touch. My whole body tingles. I used the facilities and composed myself. I have no fucking idea what I’ll. They have helped raise me. It was hard to leave them behind."I have an idea. Why not bring Pearl and Veronica here to America?" I suggest on a whim.Everyone looks at me with a weird look. "What? Why not? I mean, they have a lot of family members here in America and we all know how sad both them and us were sad when we moved. Why not ask them to come back? Mom, Dad, they have been with you guys forever, through most of your marriage! They helped to raise me, Peter, and Adrienne. You should ask. And when you find yourself at my status, you also find yourself in a position to pretty much make any sexual fantasy a reality. So this was just one of many I was about to enjoy this fine evening. I stepped out and formally introduced myself to the ladies, Rebecca and Jennel as we had never met beyond seeing each other from across the club. I took a seat and asked all four guests to do the same, so they all sat down on the large L-couch. I then explained to all four of my guests the seriousness. If I hadn't dialed 911 when I did he probably wouldn't have made it.Luckily the paramedics were only a few minutes away but it wasn't until after the ambulance arrived that I realized how things would look, there was just as much blood on me as there was on Mark. I only had time to throw on my robe but if they took notice they didn't say.I stayed with Mark as much as possible, as much as the doctors would let me. I had even refused to leave the waiting room till after the surgery and it would.