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the same thing to me. I know that wasn’t easy for her at all. Clearly I see now she told me the truth.
     
    I took the long way to his house to buy time and drove until I reached an empty parking lot. Once the gear was in park, I threw myself into a fit of rage slamming my fists into the steering wheel and screaming. Tears were streaming down my face as I tried my best to calm down and gain some sort of composure back. My face was now home to a red handprint. Fuck me. I can’t go to see Marsh like this either.
     
    I reached into my purse for the compact that I keep on me at all times. I never thought in a million years it would have to be used for something like this. Carefully I applied the makeup the best I could to conceal the handprint that now overtook my face and when I was satisfied and able to hold the tears back; I left the parking lot and went straight to Marsh.
     
    I’ve always been excited to see him no matter what, that’s just how much I love him. He met me outside as I pulled up with a goofy grin on his face. I jumped out the truck, slammed the door, and ran into his arms that lifted me to where I could wrap my legs around his waist. One of his arms wrapped under me, steadying my body as he held me close. Tears fought their way towards the front of my eyes but I blinked them back and just got lost in his kiss.
     
    “I missed you so much Sam. Are you blushing, aw babe you’re so damn cute.” Well at least I know that I was able to cover the print up enough to where he thought I was blushing. I wish I were only blushing and I wish I could find it in me to be honest with him. I owed him that much.
     
    “You always make me blush silly. I love you so much.”
     
    He spun me around before placing me back down on my feet. It felt like I was walking on clouds when I was around Marsh and they were awfully fluffy. If I were to ever fall from these clouds, it would sure be to hurt if it didn’t completely kill me.
     
    He led me to his room where I lay myself across his bed in an attempt to relax. He noticed my jacket and raised his eyebrows in concern but didn’t question me right away. I wasn’t ready to come clean about anything that happened in the last few hours and in all honesty I was absolutely dreading going home later. Dad was off work this evening and I didn’t want to be anywhere near him.
     
    Marsh positioned himself on the side of me resting his hand across my stomach. I watched as his hand rose up and down with each breath I took. I found every bit of relaxation I needed right here in this moment.
     
    And geez I was burning up in this jacket but I couldn’t take it off. I mean I could and then pray he didn’t notice anything but right now I’m so scared to. My armpits are beginning to sweat and I already know here in a few minutes, I’ll be even more of a mess. I can’t take this off, I’m screwed. I have to think about something other than this, that’s easy. One look at Marsh and my mind ventures to a much happier place. A place where it’s just the two of us without a care in this world.
     
    I love the way his brown eyes shine when he looks at me and the way his lips curl up in that sexy smile. I love how he makes me feel safe and never want to leave. I can’t wait to get this apartment search going.
     
    “What are you thinking about Sam?” His brown eyes were piercing my soul and I know he could see something deep down, something more than I was telling him. Guilt consumed me as I tried my best to hide the truth and I hated myself for that.
     
    I smiled at him with my blue eyes and replied, “I’m thinking about how excited I am to look for our first place together.”
     
    “Really? Your dad take the news well?”
     
    No. He didn’t. He gripped my arm in a death lock and then slapped me across the face this morning. Chances are he has no memory of me even bringing the subject up and that was ok. I would just up and disappear one day and I pray he wouldn’t even