Kathy sat wrapped in a sheet, trying not to wake a still sleeping Jonathan. "Crap," she muttered realizing her clothes were still poolside. She crept out of bed taking the sheet with her. Quietly opened the sliding glass door that lead to the pool. She gathered her clothes and slide back in. Jonathan rolled over his arm leading on the spot she had been. He pulled his head up looking around. "Sorry I didn't want to wake you." Kathy whispered.

"You leaving," Jonathan's asked yawning.

"Yes, thank you for dinner," she pulled her shorts in.

"Wait," Jonathan pulled himself up. He found a pair of sweats pulling them. Kathy watched, "I will walk you out."

"Thank you for dinner," Kathy stopped at the door. "Have a safe trip."

"Thanks," Jonathan hugged her. "Sure you can't call in."

"Yes, " her mind screamed at her to jump back in bed with him.

"Can I see you next week," Jonathan couldn't remember the last time he thought that far ahead.

"My daughter will here," Kathy bit her lip. She hadn't even told Piper about him. Having them met would be too soon. "But I have this Banquet for work. It is dress up thing, I don't know if you want to."

"When is it," Jonathan asked.

"Two weeks," Kathy answered.

"Ok," Jonathan shrugged, "how long is your daughter here?"

"Just four days, it is just I haven't really said anything." Kathy explained.

"You don't have to explain," Jonathan stopped her.

"I just don't know what this is," her words came slow.

"I like you," Jonathan had to admit he wondered the same thing, "I like spending time with you. I think we are both attached to each other. But I get you not wanting to tell all that to your daughter. Or maybe you don't feel."

"No I do, Kathy said wide eyed. "I just don't want to assume. Or come across like some crazy clinging woman going through a midlife crisis." Jonathan chuckled.

"You are to hard on yourself."

"I sorry," Kathy's phone went off in her hand, "call when you can."

"I will," Jonathan kissed her, "have a good time with your daughter."

….

"So we go dress shopping and than to the spa," Kathy smiled at Piper. She was so happy she was with her.

"It is so nice here," Piper leaned toward the car window. It was, but sometimes Kathy missed home. She missed her family but the fact that life was simple there. People enjoyed the simple things, drive in movies, skating rinks, going to the shore, Friday night football, and everyone knew everyone. Which had its downfalls. The town knew and remembered everything. Everyone knew Kathy was pregnant in high school, pregnant by a married older man. She didn't want to take Piper away from her grandparents and she wanted her to gave the childhood she had. But there were many times she wanted to take Piper and move far away where no one knew them.

"You tell your dad you landed," Kathy asked.

"I texted him," Piper looked down at her phone. "He is Nashville with the new girlfriend."

"They seem happy," Kathy turned the car into the store.

"I guess," Piper rolled her eyes. When Kathy had told Piper's father she was pregnant, he was less than happy. After months of lawyers, phone calls, fights and a DNA test, he reluctantly became a dad. He was part time at best. His music career and personal life always came first. Kathy had always cover for him, buying presents when he forgot, driving hours so Piper could see her father at the shows he played. As Piper grew older her mother could not hide or cover up for him all the time. But Kathy had raised her to respect her father.

"Alright let's do this," Kathy turned the car off.

…..

"Mom," Piper walked around the corner with a rose color sequined dress. It was full length, with a slit and halter top, and would be very fitted, "you gotta try this on."

"Twenty years ago," Kathy laughed.

"You have the coloring and body for that," the sales lady said. "Just try it." Kathy shook her head taking it from her daughter. Piper took a seat waiting.

"We have a pair of clear heels that would look amazing," the sales lady offered. Slowly the curtain to the dressing room opened and Kathy stepped out.

"Oh mom," Piper hand went to her mouth, "it looks amazing." Kathy looked in the mirror. The dress fit as if it was made for her. It was most likely the fanciest thing Kathy had ever worn.

"You don't think it is too much," Kathy turned.

"No, can we see those heels," Piper asked, "size eight." The sales smiled heading off. "You should do your hair in the s curls, and big lips." Kathy laughed at Piper's excitement.

"I don't know," Kathy gave a long breath.

"Here they are," the sales lady set a shoe box down, taking them out holding them so Kathy could step in.

"Mom," Piper placed her hands on her hips. "Wrap this up."

"Ok," Kathy said wide eyed.

….

Jonathan flopped in a seat next to Brock. "Hey man," Jonathan gave a wave. His actions caused Brock to chuckle.

"Hey Jonathan."

"Good to see ya," Jonathan patted him on the back. "How is the family?"

"Good," Brock answered kinda shocked. Jonathan had never really sat down and talked to him.

"So," Jonathan leaned forward resting his elbow on his knees. "How long have you and Rena been married?"

"We got married in 2006," Brock couldn't hide the wonder in his voice.

"There a little bit of an age difference," Jonathan rubbed his hands together. Brock's eyebrows raised.

"What are you getting at?"

"I am just asking," Brock steady Jonathan's face.

"Yeah she is nine years older than me."

"That ever create a problem," Jonathan's voice was low.

"No, not with us," Brock answered, "I give a shit what people think. Why are you asking?" Jonathan sat up.

"I met a woman," a smile speak across Brock's face.

"Let me guess she older."

"She is forty," Jonathan paused, "I don't care. I really don't, I mean right now it may not be coming across that way. I just never dated anyone older. And she has a daughter."

"How old," Brock asked.

"Twenty two," Jonathan answered.

"Look you like, love who you love. If it works for both of you who cares. I will tell you there is not the crazy nonsense. I guess as you get older you realize what is important." Brock watched Jonathan he seemed to hang on his words. " I can't see you as a person who cares what people think." Jonathan didn't say anything. "I hope to meet her one day," Brock stood holding his hand out. Jonathan grabbed it.

"You will," Jonathan smiled.

…..

"Thank you for the day mom," Piper crawled up on her mother's bed.

"I am just glad you could come out for a few days," they found a comfortable spot.

"Ok, what is his name," Piper looked up at her mother. Kathy couldn't hide her shock.

"What?"

"Mom, you don't buy a dress like that, unless someone is going to see you in it."

"Since when do you know anything about that," Kathy pulled her head back. Even though she was a young mother she always kept boundaries up. Kathy was a mom first.

"Mom," Piper flopped over. "You meet him at work?"

"No," Kathy smiled, that was not a story for her daughter. "Linda introduced us."

"And," Piper rolled her hands.

"He is nice and I like spending time with him," Kathy could feel the heat in her cheeks. "He is a wrestler, Dean Ambrose."

"Oh my god," Piper shoot up. "He was in the the shield! Dean Ambrose for real!"

"Yeah, I know him as Jonathan," Kathy laughed, "when did you start watching wrestling?"

"You know Carol lives and breaths it," Piper said. "How long have you been seeing him?"

"Couple of weeks," Kathy pulled a pillow to her lap. "He is a little younger than me."

"So," Piper huffed, "what like five years?"

"No nine," Kathy shook her head, "it is new and don't know where it will go ."

"Mom," Piper took her hands, "be happy. I am all grown you did great. So go live." Kathy smiled at her daughter. Piper knew how guarded her mother was. Some was she didn't want man in and out of their lives. And being a mom was a full time job. But now she also knew her mother had been hurt by her father.

"I did do pretty great," Kathy rubbed Piper's head. "But I won't ever stop being mom."

…

Kathy rolled over reading three a.m on her clock. Her phone lit up, "hey I hope you are having a nice time with your daughter." Kathy smiled, her chest got tight.

"We are having a great time."

"Why are you still up?"

"I just woke up," Kathy rolled on her back. "Why are you up?"

"Still wired had a long drive tonight."

"Did you drive by yourself?"

"No, Joe was with me."

"Well I hope you are settled, and safe." Kathy,s eyes started getting heavy.

"Yes but you just popped in my head, I think I miss you."

"Think Hun," Kathy laughed which sounded louder in the dark.

"No I know, and I wish I was there to tell you." Kathy eyes watered. She felt like a teenager.

"Call when you get home."

"Ok, talk to you than, sweet dreams," Kathy places her phone next to her. She rolled to her side fighting the urge to retread her text.