Melanie

We enter the house, and I gaze at my husband. I'm so thankful to have this second chance at life that I want to be able to celebrate that with him. Reaching forward, I grab his hand. "I don't know about you, but I need a shower. Would you like to come with me?"

He raises his eyebrows. "Are you sure?" Weston knows exactly what I'm hinting at.

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life."

The bathroom fills with steam, the air thick with ...