"I just wanted everything to be perfect," I cried as he stroked my hair. "Everything is perfect," he said as he picked up my face and kissed me. "We're here. Together. I don't give a damn about the food," he said as he pulled my face to his and kissed me passionately. "I just want to be with you." "I wanna be with you too," I whispered as I started crying again. "Now that's more like it," he said as he started to lift up my skirt. "Trenice what the hell is this on your skirt? Is this blood?"