"Well, she's our Queen in Canada, too." Kayla replied with a grin, kissing Brianna again. "It probably won't be consistent, though. I'll probably get little bits of other stuff from other people.

Like this annoying craving I have for a cigarette. Cigarettes are gross." Kayla wrinkled her face slightly. "And candy. But mostly you right now, because Jesus fuck, it's been way too long."

A month? Six weeks?

"Looking forward to tomorrow night when I can get the hell out of this hospital bed and into ours." And her bed could remain suspiciously neat and collecting dust, just as was proper.

"We should do something, though. Road trip or something. Just us. Then afterwards, something with the gang. But some girlfriend time first."