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kiss on his lips and make my way to the bathroom. I take a few minutes inspecting my reflection in the mirror, funny… I know it’s silly but I thought I’d look different somehow as if getting married changes you somehow.
    I take my time in the shower enjoying the feel of the warm water on me. I imagine that Tyler is probably still in bed, the things we can do together if I just went back into the room and crawled in beside him. Tyler knows me like the back of his hand, he knows exactly what to do to set me off and with him it’s always sweet. From the beginning it’s always been about making love, expressing how we feel about each other intimately. I don’t know if it can get any better than that, although him being a little bossy in bed yesterday was a nice change, that might be fun to explore in the future. I turn off the shower and dry myself off before wrapping the oversized towel around my body. I towel dry my hair and run a brush through it before exiting the bathroom. As I walk back into the bedroom I notice that Tyler is up and dressed already.
    “You’re actually up already?” I question with amazement. “Aren’t you going to take a shower?”
    He walks over to me wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me in for an embrace. “I’ll grab a shower when I get back babe. Luca dropped by and asked me to give him a ride home. He spent the night at the hotel too and apparently his date ditched him last night.”
    I make no attempt to hide my annoyance when I use my hands to push at his chest enabling me to disengage from him. “You’re joking right?” It comes out like more of a warning than a question.
    “No.” He sighs. “It’ll take me a half hour tops babe. He’s my best friend, what do you expect me to do?”
    “How about telling him to call a cab?”
    “Is that what you’d do if Morgan knocked on the door right now?”
    He has me there, I’d never deny my best friend anything, but Luca is different. He’s always been a source of contention in my relationship with Tyler. He and I have never gotten along, and I hate the fact that he has the power to cause tension between me and Ty.
    “Alright fine, go. You always come to the rescue where he’s concerned.” Arguments like these are not uncommon for us, but the day after our wedding, when we’re about to go on our honeymoon… Even I can’t believe this shit.
    “Please don’t be that way. He’s like a brother to me,” he says reaching out and grabbing my hand. “But you…you are my wife, and we’re about to leave on our honeymoon and have an amazing time. It’ll be just you and me.” He pulls me closer wrapping his arms around my waist and placing a kiss on my neck. “And when we get to Antigua Ev… I’m not letting you out of the room for at least twenty-four hours… At least!” he declares with a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.
    “You promise?”
    “Mmm hmm.”
    I let out a sigh; he knows he’s won me over already.
    “Get yourself dressed and ready, I’ll be back before you know it. I’ll take you to breakfast on the way to the airport.”
    “Alright, but hurry up.”
    “I will.” He releases me and grabs his keys off of the nightstand. “I love you,” he calls out right before he walks out the door and just like that he’s gone.
     

My eyes are shut tight and I’m holding on to my car for dear life while I gasp for air and fight for breath as the memory recedes. The panic attack hit too quickly. I haven’t had one in over two years, and I’d thought that they were behind me, but seeing him again must have triggered it.
    My eyes slowly open as my breathing starts to even out. I squint, adjusting to the bright rays of the sun beating down above me.
    “Hey, you’re okay,” he says calmly almost soothingly. “You scared the hell out of me.”
    I stare into his intense green eyes, the eyes of the man who while I was with Tyler I never really cared for, but who over the last four years I’ve come to