1. Starting over

I couldn't explain my excitement when I left Nashville with Daryl. I felt like I was leaving all my failures, regrets, and bad memories behind me. I did not want to think or even say Philip's name ever again.

But suddenly my heart started to hurt thinking about Philip's daughter. What would happen to Penny? She would think I just left and never cared. If I could have only said goodbye to her. No way would Philip had allowed that, I thought.

"What on your mind sweetheart?" Daryl asked as we got of the airplane.

"Oh Penny. I hate her to think I abandoned her," I admitted feeling guilty.

"Hey that little girl knew how much you loved her. She won't forget you," Daryl promised taking my hand. How did he always know the right thing say to me? I thought smiling. I decide it's best to drop the subject of Penny. As much as I wanted to take her with me I couldn't. She was not my daughter. She was Philip's, I thought sadly. I gotten to attached to her. And I knew I always wonder what she was up too. Taking a deep breath, I look into Daryl's green eyes.

"I love you," I said squeezing his hand.

"Are you ready to go home?" Daryl says with a wicked smile.

"I am ready to see your bedroom," I replied getting into Daryl's car that is parked a the Memphis airport. Looking at the black Jaguar, I decide this car suits him better than the Mercedes-Benz he was driving. Something about this Jaguar screams Daryl, I thought smiling.

"Ain't you a dirty girl? We might not even make it to the bedroom," Daryl says leaning in to give me a quick kiss.

"I am perfectly fine with fucking on the sofa," I whispered when lips parted from mine.

"What about the living room floor and the kitchen floor?" Daryl asked seductively.

"I think I can handle that," I said running my fingers through his dark blonde hair.

"What about every damn room in the house?" Daryl teases.

"Well, that depends on how many room you have in your house," I said laughing as he started the car.

"We have forever together. And I know I am up for the challenge," Daryl winks at me.

"Me too," I said looking at the Memphis sky as he drives to his house.

What had I done to deserve all of this? A record deal, a new start, and mostly Daryl. He was the most beautiful man in the world and he was all mine, I thought touching his hand.