Why don’t you go take a shower, wash all that tension away, get comfy, and come back and it’ll be done.’ He gave me another kiss and sent me on ...y way. I was not going argue. When I got undressed and in the shower, I just stood there for a good 5 minutes and let the water run over me. I used my vanilla soap, which I knew he loved. After I washed my hair and got out, I started to think about what I was going to wear. He said ‘comfy’, but there was no way I was going to wear my sweats with him. For a woman who had just lost a husband, I have to say she looked extremely happy. Ecstatic even!"Very. You've given me my life back, Sean. I thought that everything was lost. Take me home, please?"John seemed to have taken to me very quickly indeed, a fact that I was immensely happy about. My own father wasn't a good role model to follow and I was determined to do much better. John liking me was an excellent start. When I swung the two-year old up onto my back, Brenda almost panicked."Sean, he. ”“Well I do! Have I complained about anything?”“No, but maybe she does things for you I don’t.”“Becks, don’t compare. This isn’t a competition; well at least not that way. She’s not even IN the competition that is happening — the one for my heart.”“And I am?”“Very much so.”Milena came back out, shirtless, and walked over to my wardrobe. She grabbed one of my button-down shirts from a hanger and put it on, then came to sit back down.“Comfy?” I asked.Milena laughed, “Sorry. I just assumed. But. The doctor said, “Ok, Lieutenant Roberts is in very critical condition. We’ve resuscitated him three times. He’s lost We are getting him ready for surgery. We will know more when I get inside. He’s lost a lot of blood. We put out a call for blood donors. We have 20 officers and citizens outside giving blood as we speak. I decided to donate also. I walked into the room and was stunned. Jacques was sitting in a chair with blood pumping from his arm into a bag.I said, “Jacques, what are you doing.