I look at him more than a little shocked by his words knowing how much he likes being right being in charge most people do.

Some may say I'm perceptive" "And what would you say?" I ask, my voice edgy, tired of being toyed with. "I'd say I agree.

I love you," I whisper. "And I love you." He smiles, his lips seeking mine. "Always have. Always will.

Of course, I didn't kill them. They're just taking a little ... siesta, that's all.

My feelings for you are not conditional. I don't judge you. I don't lose patience with you. I don't punish you. I just love you. That's all. Pure and simple.

I'm with him, and he's with me, and that's the way it's meant to eternally be.

Either way, we'll ride out together. That's how it is with soul mates. Thats just what they do.