We spent a lot of time talking, getting to know each other. His childhood was different from mine. He’d had both parents and the love of a family. He told me about his dreams and how much music meant to him.
And that he wanted me to be a part of them.
Even now, I smiled as I remembered him whispering those beautiful words to me last night as we lay in each other’s arms. It was a wonderful feeling to be wanted. Not just physically, but emotionally as well. I’d never really had that and I’d grabbed ahold with both hands.
“Well, well. You do live.”
I turned my head to see Amber in the doorway of the exam room. I grinned. “Hello to you too.”
She came in and sat down on the rolling stool we used when talking to patients. “A lot of stuff going on in your life right now, huh?”
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