"Ethan got fired so now we are looking for someone to work as a copyboy," I complained as me, Violet and Andy drove home from the AA meeting.

"Well that's gotta be tough darling I'm so sorry," Andy expressed.

"Do you think anyone in the office would take the job?" Violet asked.

"I don't even know I'm just dreading work tomorrow. I hate making my own copies," I remarked.

Violet laughed.

"I mean, you could just call out tomorrow," Violet suggested.

I shook my head.

"She's not wrong darling," Andy told me as we pulled up to the restaurant for our weekly soda. 

We decided on McDonald's this week.

"I've never missed a day of work. Or even called out sick," I explained.

"It's just a thought I mean tomorrow's Friday. Live it up," Violet told me as we pulled up to order.

"I do agree with Violet on this one," Andy told me before we ordered.

I sighed. I wasn't a rebel in that sense.

After we ordered and got our drinks, Violet picked up the conservation back from where it started. 

"Why don't you call out? Like we could do something fun. Or best of all, you could definitely sleep in and just have a mental health day," Violet explained.

"That's a great idea. Darling, you should think about it," he remarked as we drove up to Violet's place.

"I mean sure I'll think about it," I replied.

I really didn't want to do that. What if it backfired and I got really sick in the future?

I parked in front of Grandma Mary's condo and Violet got out.

"If you do call out, let me know. We can maybe go get lunch," Violet told me.

"I'll think about it," I told her.

"See you later lovebirds," she joked as she walked up to the house.

Andy and I both laughed.

"Ready to go?" I asked as I turned to Andy.

"Yeah let's go," he remarked.

By this point in our relationship, we had drawers of each other's stuff at our places. We also had a few other items like clothing pieces too.

We got back to my place rather quickly. I really didn't want Andy to go home.

Once we got settled and walked up to the house, I guess he could pick up on my energy.

We waltzed into the living room. 

I put my purse down and keys up.

Andy looked at me.

"Somethings on your mind," Andy remarked as he studied my expression.

"Well," I remarked.

"Well, what?" he asked curiously.

"Why don't you stay the night? I mean it would be nice to wake up next to you if I'm calling out sick," I remarked.

Andy had a giant smile on his face.

"Really?" he asked.

"Yes I mean I'll definitely need someone to take care of me if I'm sick," I alluded. 

He chuckled.

"That's a brilliant idea," he commented as we sat down on the couch.

"So I think I'll wait till a little later and call the office and leave a message saying I had a fever or something," I remarked as I turned the TV on.

"A fever? That's believable," he replied.

"I'm sure if they knew about us, they would say it was love fever," I chuckled.

Andy laughed.

"You got all the good lines don't ya?" he teased.

"I'm just quick on my feet," I remarked as I flipped the channels.

"Well if I'm gonna stay the night, I'm gonna run home to let Sam out and give him some food," Andy told me.

"Oh yes I forgot about him," I commented.

"I'll be back," he told me as he kissed me goodbye.

Within 45 minutes, Andy was back.  He joined me back in the living room.

Scarecrow and Mrs. King were halfway through. But, CBS had a movie on starting at 9.

"What's on tonight?" he asked as he grabbed the TV guide off the table.

"Well, Scarecrow and Mrs. King are halfway over. But there is the movie coming on a 9," I told him.

"Let's see what movie it is," Andy commented as he found the schedule.

"I wonder if it's a repeat," I remarked.

"It's called "Lost in London." I think this came on last year," Andy commented as he read.

"It doesn't sound familiar," I told him.

"Why don't we go get comfortable and watch the movie? Like an in-house date?" he asked me.

"That sounds lovely," I told him as he put the TV guide up.

We both stood up and headed to my bedroom. 

I gathered the stuff I needed to shower. Andy did the same. We both got ready for bed in under 30 minutes. Just in time for the movie.

I sat down on the bed momentarily to brush my hair out. Andy had just come out of the bathroom. I just looked at him. He was the healthiest he had been in years. He had gained some weight in the right places and looked so good. Yet, I knew on the inside he still had those inner demons that I had to put the fire out on.

He glanced at me.

"What are you looking at?" he asked chuckling.

I paused.

"You," I commented.

"Me? Is there something on me?" he asked as he looked down at his chest and arms.

I chuckled and shook my head.

"No there's nothing wrong with you. I just, I guess I'm just appreciating you with my eyes," I told him.

He smiled at me.

"That was probably the cutest line I've ever heard in my entire life," he remarked as he came over to where I was on the bed.

"Really?" I asked him as I finished my hair. 

"Yeah actually," he told me as he leaned down to kiss me.

All our troubles momentarily disappeared. 

I brought my hands down over his shoulders. He continued to look at me.

"If we keep this up, we're gonna miss the movie," he commented.

"Right a movie," I remarked as he chuckled.

I glanced at the clock and the movie had already started 5 minutes ago.

"Well don't you want to watch the movie?" he asked me chuckling.

"I do actually so let's go back to the living room," I told him.

I did have a television in my room but as most people, as soon as I go to bed, I'm out like a light and can never pay attention to the program on the TV.

So, we went back to the living room.

One thing he always liked doing when we watched TV or a movie, was to sit in the big recliner chair I had. So, he got the chair with the blanket and we sat down together and started watching the movie.

He held me against his chest. Every once and a while, his hand would caress my back.

I must have felt so comfortable and safe that I don't even remember how the movie ended.

"D-darling?" he whispered.

I had been asleep.

"Oh god did I fall asleep?" I remarked sleepily.

"Yeah, you did but that's good you did. Don't feel bad," he expressed. 

I sat up in the chair and rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

He rubbed my back again.

I felt like a teenager in love. He was so caring and yet I was the lucky girl who got to experience it. 

"Why don't we go lay down for the night?" he asked sweetly.

"That's a wonderful idea," I told him as I stifled a yawn.

So, I stood up and Andy did the same.

He folded the blanket up and put it on the back of the recliner before we went to my bedroom.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep," I commented as I went to unmake the bed.

"Don't feel bad darling. It was cute and your little snores against my chest made me feel so happy that you were comfortable enough around me," he commented.

"This is the most comfortable that I've been in years with anyone," I expressed as we adjusted the pillows.

He smiled as we got into bed.

"I think I can safely say the same thing," he remarked happily.

I smiled as we adjusted the covers.

I turned to face him.

I leaned over to kiss him. We melted into each other's touch.

I pulled away and held his face in my hand. 

"Thank you for choosing me to grow and heal with," I mumbled as we continued the eye contact.

He smiled at me.

"No thank you for choosing me and not running away because of my inner demons," he remarked.

I kissed his cheek. 

"I would never ever hurt you or run away," I remarked.

He sighed contently.

"I love you more than you'll ever know," he commented.

We had said "I love you" once before. But this time, it felt different. With more meaning. I knew he was afraid to be so committed but he was finally himself. The Andy before drugs. The Andy Gibb who was charismatic, charming, loving, and yet also shy. 

"I love you more. I've never felt the way I feel when we are together as mushy as that sounds," I told him.

He smiled as we both readjusted on the bed.

"You make me feel like a million dollars," he remarked.

"I'm glad I do," I told him as we got comfortable to watch the television.

I hoped this dream would never end.