We’re back home now, and oddly enough we’re also doing the same exact thing we’ve been doing all vacation.

We’re in bed.

Well actually I am, she’s already getting up.

                “Do you have to go?” I ask trying to pull her back down to me.

                “Unfortunately yes, I do.” I already miss the feel of her next to me. I’ve gotten so used to having her with me every second, but now since we’re back in reality, I guess it was bound to change right?

                “Why?” I whine.

                “Because if Aiden wants to marry Kyla he’s going to need a ring,” She explains as she picks up her pants on the other side of the room.

We got a little rough last night, but after the long trip we were put through it was definitely what we both needed, and wanted.

                “He can’t do it alone?” I ask pouting. I’ll tell you right now, I don’t like sharing; even if it is with Aiden.

                “I guess he needs someone with great taste.” She shrugs as she searches the room for her shirt. She’s joking right? Great taste? Ashley?

                “And he chose you?” A smirk makes its way to my face.

                “Well, you kind of haven’t talked to him.” Ouch, yeah, she’s definitely right about that but that’s going to change by hopefully tomorrow.

                “Yeah… but you?”

                “What’s wrong with me? I have excellent taste.”  She tells me as she sits on the bed to better put her shoes on.

                “Okay Ash.” I lay back down just watching her as she finishes tying her shoes.

                “I do.” She meets my eyes with the most heartwarming smile.

I need to ask her something but I’m not sure if it would be appropriate.

Oh well, here goes nothing.

                “So…are you going?” I squint my eyes, shielding them from the sun coming through the shades.

                “To their wedding? Yeah, I’m kind of part of it.” She replies. She’s avoiding the real question, and just using Aiden and Kyla as the decoys.

She’s smart.

But I’m not stopping there.