Pretend she hadn't heard him scream her name the way he did when she told him who she loved. It was torture. But she needed to see him again. She needed to see him one more time. And he was going to be in LA for a few weeks during which she was going to be left alone.

Walking quietly into her bedroom, she sees him lying on her bed, sleeping peacefully. A smile automatically appears on her face as she approaches his bed slowly. His eyes snap open when she gets close enough, and he sits up quickly, his eyes searching hers, a huge grin spreading on his face....