"Are you ready for the fight of the century?" I asked him.

"The century just started."

"I know, but where we are sleeping tonight is going to be one big bad argument."

"Why's that?"

"I dunno. But I'm sure Stacy is going to say something about it. It'll probably consist of setting a good example for the kids."

"Don't we set a good example?"

"As in two people can sleep in the same bed and not have sex? I tend to think so. But she may not see it that way." We reached the house and headed inside. "I guess we'll see, huh?"

"Yeah." Brian placed his hand on the small of my back and led me into the living room.

Over dinner, which actually took place in the dinning room, the small talk consisted mainly of Brian. My sister Ashley wanted to know everything there was to know about AJ, but everyone else wanted to know about Brian.

After dinner, Brian went upstairs with the boys to play video games, while I sat and talked with my dad. As it got later and later, I began to feel worse and worse. Brian came down around eight-thirty, yawning. Oh brother, I thought, here it comes. Thank you, Brian.

"So, where are we sleeping?" he asked my dad.

"We?" asked Stacy, looking up from a magazine.

"Yeah, Becca and I." I shot him a look of desperation. "We'll take the floor, if you don't mind."

"Together?"

"Yeah."

My dad chuckled. "What?" I said.

"I don't think so," he replied.

I rolled my eyes. "We're two consenting adults."

"Not in my house," Stacy said.

"Your house?" I laughed uneasily. "Let's get one thing straight. Brian and I have not had sex." Brian sat down on the floor cross-legged next to me and placed a hand on my knee.

"That's not what the papers say."

"Since when do you believe anything in the tabloids."

"Look, you're not sleeping together in my house, and that's it."

"Why not?"

"Because I said so."

"That's not an answer. Why? Because you're afraid that we might set a bad example for the kids?" I was starting to raise my voice when Brian squeezed my knee. I took a breath.

"For one."

"What two people can't share the same sleeping space? We're not going to have sex, if that's what you're worried about. We're waiting. Personally, I think it's a good example we are setting because it shows that two young people can have a relationship that's not based on sex. Plus we are two adults. You can't exactly stop us."

"But you're too young," my dad chimed in.

"Who said anything about marriage? And don't give me the 'too young' thing Dad. Coming from you, it doesn't work." My mom and dad had married young so anything about age coming from either one of them didn't weigh too heavily with me. "I'm not worried about Brian doing anything, or anything else happening. The only thing I am worried about are the paparazzi finding out that Brian is here. And frankly it would be a whole lot harder to keep that quiet if we were staying at a hotel."

Stacy stood up and said, "You're not sleeping together in my house, and that's final." She folded her arms across her chest and angrily walked out of the room.

"Dad, this is stupid," I told my father. "Look if that's the way she's going to be, then we'll just stay in a hotel and we won't be back."

My dad sighed. "Let me go talk to her, okay?" He got up and went after Stacy.

"Do you think he'll convince her?" Brian asked.

"Personally, no. I think Stacy has my dad whipped, but you never know. Miracles do happen."

"Yes, they do." He leaned over and kissed me.

A short time later, my dad came back into the room carrying a couple of pillows and a blanket. He set them on the floor and said to us, "You can have the sofa bed in the other room."

I leapt to my feet, flinging my arms around his neck. "Thanks Dad," I said. "What'd you say to convince her?"

"Nothing much just that we don't get to see you much. And that we especially don't get to meet your boyfriends." He left to go set up the sofa bed in the next room.

While he was doing that, I leaned over and kissed Brian on the cheek. "I'm glad that's over," I told him.

"And it never would have happened if I hadn't brought it up."

"True. Thank you."

"Any time, Hon, now come here." He pulled me close to him and kissed me full on the lips. We went to bed that night thinking nothing could possibly change all the good that had happed. We were wrong.

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