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This multi- colored, cotton fabric pillow is 16×16 in size and has a zipper for easy removal. The donation for the pillow is $25. Thank you for supporting our wedding dream!

Love story continues… I think John and I were both caught off guard from the kiss. We both backed up from each other and got into the car so he could take me to the Best Western. I don’t really remember what happened on the ride there because I was a bit flustered. When he finally returned me to the Best Western, John walked me to the hotel room to make sure I got to my room safely and before I could open the door, we kissed again. It was a very passionate kiss, the kind that makes you weak in the knees and not give a damn where you are or who could be watching. I really did not expect that kind of boldness from a guy like John. He just does not look like the type of guy who could grab a woman, pin her against a wall and kiss her like she has never been kissed before. He looks more like the kind of guy who would not have a problem killing baby elephants before breakfast. Definitely not a player. I tore myself away from him when I started to feel like this could turn into something more and all I could say this time was, “Thank you and see you tomorrow.” Thank you, I can’t believe I said that. Who says that?

After he left I sat on the hotel bed for a few minutes digesting what just happened. It felt like I was stung with some sort of venom that was slowly taking over my senses. I did not move from the bed until there was a knock on the door.

Apparently, Joel and I had adjoining rooms and he was knocking to see if I was there. I had completely forgotten about him. I opened the door and there he was standing in front of me in a towel, asking me where I had been. I said, “You are not going to believe what just happened.” Joel was all too happy to listen to me spill my guts. “John and I kinda’ made out!” He immediately jumped in by saying he saw sparks between us and thought to himself that something might be brewing. We spent some time discussing the details and laughing about how I basically, thanked John after the kiss and sent him on his way like, “…an errand boy, sent by grocery clerks, to collect a bill.” How jejune !

I loved having Joel to talk to that evening because it helped ground me and not think like a girl, but rather look at what happened between John and I as an interesting flirtatious moment and leave it at that. I tend to over analyze things most of the time and now John would be the first to second that statement! I would have thought up a million scenarios on how to react to John the following morning or what to say, but instead I just wanted to take a shower and go to bed smiling. Something I had not done in years.