Chapter 19: Guilty

"What are you blushing over?" Sango reached for Kagome's phone, but the girl had been her friend for long enough to know how to hide it just in time.

The next couple of weeks went by uneventfully, but the texts between Kagome and Sesshomaru were getting steamier every day they were apart.

"Nothing!" She waited for Sango to give up before reading the rest of the message.

"I've gotten curious about how they might feel." It certainly explained the picture of him wearing her panties in the screen above.

Scrolling back up, Kagome could clearly make out the shape of his flaccid cock. The black fabric was stretched so thin it was see through.

Another message came and it looked like he was about to. His soft penis had filled with blood, tightly packed in her small panties, it had no room as it bulged off to the side. His knuckles grazed the underside of his shaft. She shifted in her seat, feeling herself getting uncomfortably wet.

"I know I had said I'd return them next time we see each other, but I'm keeping them."

She bit her lip and replied, "Please do. Wear them for me sometime."

"It's weird stuff again, isn't it." Sango snickered.

Rolling her eyes, Kagome stared at her. "Says the woman who went to a pretend brothel to be a roleplay whore."

"Hey." She huffed, "I wasn't a roleplay whore, I was a roleplay demon slayer who needed to get her lecherous monk husband away from his vices and used my body to do so." Her scowl fell away as they both laughed.

"So, are you going to see Sesshomaru this weekend?" Sango asked while waggling her brows.

Rolling her eyes, Kagome shook her head, "Nope. I have a different man to see."

Sango's eyes widened and her brows went up near her hairline, "You're two timing the dream boat?!"

With a laugh, Kagome flipped through the photo gallery on her phone, "You would too. Just look at him." She shoved the screen under her friend's nose.

Covered in flour, in the picture, Kagome had a little red headed boy in her lap. Both their hands were in a mixing bowl and they were smiling gleefully.

"Awwwwwee! He's adorable!" Holding the phone to her chest, Sango gushed, "Who's is he?"

With a shrug, she took back her phone, "His dad drops him off at the food kitchen l've been volunteering at." Her blue eyes lit up as she talked about him, "He's the sweetest little boy, sometimes I just want to take him home with me. Mama would just eat him up with love and kisses."

"Who could blame her? He's so cute, and he cooks!" Sango tapped the phone, "That's the cutest bow."

"He told me that his Mother made it for him before she passed away." Kagome smiled sadly, "He's just so sweet. I can't wait to see him this weekend."

Saturday came and when her little buddy showed at the door as soon as the clock rang six in the morning, Kagome grabbed him up and helped him sit in front of a plate of spring roll wrappers. His little green bow bounced atop his head as he chatted away.

She listened to how his school life was going. Art class was his favorite. Crayons and colored pencils we're his go to writing instruments, she shouldn't have been surprised.

"Hey, Kagome, I found a helper asking for you at the door."

"A helper? I wasn't expecting anywah-!" She turned in her seat, her surprise helper stood with his hair up in a messy silver bun and the sleeves of his button down black shirt rolled up.

The spring roll she'd been working on fell to the wax paper covered table top, launching vegetables all over her workspace as she jumped out of her seat.

The surprise on her face told him he'd succeeded in his attempt at making her day. She was wearing an apron over a t-shirt and jeans, and he wondered if she could also pull off a potato sack. Covered in splotches of various ingredients, she looked delectable in anything.

"Sesshomaru! I thought you had to finish up with your project today?" She had to hold onto the back of her chair to keep in place.

His eyes gleamed and he smirked. His mind drifted to her letting go of the chair and hugging him like he knew they both wanted, but instead she held her composure. "I did. It's complete."

Grinning, she patted the empty third chair at the prep table. "I can't believe you're actually here."

He brushed his fingers through the loose strands of hair that had fallen out of her ponytail, tucking them behind her ear as his gaze lingered on the pink shade of her parted lips. It had been too long. "I didn't want to pass up another weekend without seeing you." The ache of being apart barely settled as he took the place beside her.

Shippo glanced from her to the guy. His little teeth chewed on his lip and his fingers fumbled with the edge of a rice wrapper. "Kagome?"

"Oh! Sorry, Shippo!" She felt her face instantly grow warmer, "This is my boyfriend, Sesshomaru." If felt good to say it to another person, even if it was just a kid, and a little embarrassing. It wasn't as if he'd be telling anyone.

"Oh." He pressed his lips together, "Hi." He didn't look up from the roll he was constructing, "I hope you know we are busy here, so you'd better be prepared to work."

Kagome's eyes grew wide, "Shippo? You okay?" Her cute little chef never sounded less than cheerful.

"No, he's right." Sesshomaru interrupted, "Are you able to teach me the steps, Shippo? I assure you that I came here to work." He shoved his sleeves up a bit higher for emphasis.

That caught the little boy's attention. Big green eyes stared at the unfamiliar man, and with a small slight smile, he muttered, "Of course I can show you, but don't make me repeat myself."

Kagome bit her lip. She'd only taught Shippo how to make them earlier that morning.

Treating the boy as if he were a sensei, Sesshomaru hung off every instruction and followed each to a 'T'.

"Now, you wet your fingers, just a little." Shippo showed his elder and waited for the action to be repeated, "And now we wet the edge here and here before rolling."

Carefully, Sesshomaru did as he was told.

"Good job." Shippo nodded, "Keep it up and one day yours will look as good as mine do."

Kagome laughed behind her hand as Sesshomaru's proud smirk fell.

"I will keep practicing." He muttered while staring down at the perfect spring roll.

She patted Sesshomaru's leg under the table and grinned as he glanced her way. Her attention remained on Shippo, "Look at you, student turned teacher." The little boy blushed but kept his face stern.

"Someone had to teach him, it might as well be me." His usual careful attitude morphed into the need to prove himself.

She ruffled his hair, hoping the carefree child would return, "Ah, but it would have been more fun to watch him struggle awhile." She winked.

Both her companions blinked back at her until Shippo giggled.

"You are cruel." Sesshomaru turned up his nose at her, and the boy giggled all the more.

At the end of the day after all the customers had left, Kagome ran her fingers through her hair and watched the guys play a tenth game of rock, paper, scissors.

The tables were already wiped down and the chairs had been put up. The kitchen and bathrooms she'd taken care of with the kitchen manager Keade before she'd left. Kagome usually waited until Shippo went with his dad to do the mopping.

Looking at the clock wasn't necessary as the sunlight seeping in through the windows told her sunset was approaching. "Shippo, honey, did your dad say anything about picking you up later than usual today?"

Shippo glanced over at her before pressing his lips together and shaking his head. "I have a number for him, sometimes my sitter needs to call it."

"You have a sitter?" Her brows rose. She wondered why he had to come to the food kitchen every weekend if he had a babysitter.

"Kagome," He smiled and shook his head, "You're silly, right now you are my sitter."

She blinked, "Oh! Um... right." No one told her that she had been, and no one had asked. The little boy had been dropped off every Saturday since before she'd started volunteering there. He handed her the worn piece of paper. It felt cool in her hand. Biting her lip, she went to the phone on the wall behind the counter. "I'll go try to call him..."

Looking back at them every few minutes, she kept trying the number. The answering machine was full.

Suddenly a warm hand met her spine. "Sess..." She whispered, letting her shoulder lean into him as she looked up into concerned honeyed eyes, "I don't know what to do. He's not answering."

Oblivious to the situation, Shippo was so focused on coloring a napkin he had his tongue sticking out.

Sesshomaru rubbed her shoulders, also looking at the little boy at the table. "Something unexpected probably kept him."

"That must be the case." Kagome couldn't shake the dark feeling hanging over them.

"I know you see Shippo every weekend, but does his Father always drop him off, or does he stay some days?"

"Every Saturday morning his Dad drops him off. He's such a good kid, no one really minds."

Taking the phone from her hand, his firm lips brushed her temple, "What do you have left to do before locking up?"

She leaned into the warmth of him, tilting her chin to catch his comforting gaze, "Mopping. Can you keep Shippo occupied?"

Long fingers stroked the side of her face, his thumb lingered on her parted bottom lip, "I will. And once his Father returns for him, I'll help you ease your stress."

"Oh?" She kissed his thumb and grinned as it fell from her face, "My place or yours?"

"Actually I-"

Loud banging at the door interrupted them.

She jumped. Through the glass, Kagome could clearly make out the image of a man. The coat he wore looked familiar.

"Daddy!" Shippo shouted as he ran to the door. The lock required a key.

As the couple closed the distance, it was clear something wasn't right.

The man was slumped and they couldn't make out his face, but the striking red hair certainly belonged to Shippo's father.

He cried at the glass door, banging his little fists. "Daddy! Daddy!"

"Shippo step back, something is wrong." She grabbed his hand while she opened the door and his father fell to the ground.

"Daddy!" The little boy cried out, but Kagome wouldn't let him go. "Daddy, what's wrong!?"

Sesshomaru rolled him over, checking vitals the best he could without proper equipment. The man was bleeding heavily from his chest.

Kagome's hand immediately went to cover Shippo's eyes, but he easily pulled it away. "Don't look." She insisted, but he wouldn't let her cover his eyes.

Fishing her cell phone from her pocket, she called for an ambulance, put the phone on speaker for Sesshomaru, and grabbed the protesting little boy up into her arms.

"No! Don't take me from Daddy!" He flailed. "He needs me!"

She held him tighter, "He wouldn't want you to see that."

Soon he gave up. Arms and legs sagging as he sobbed.

Her fingers ran over his little back. He balled her shirt in his fists, clinging to her as he cried. His entire body shook.

"He will be okay, Shippo. He will. The ambulance is almost here and they will take good care of him." It was all she could say.

When the ambulance came, they brought the police with them.

After a few unnecessary questions, one of the officers brought up, "The kid."

"She's his weekend sitter." Sesshomaru interjected while wrapping his arms around her as she held a sleeping Shippo in her arms.

The man tapped his clipboard before looking up with a grim lip, "For now he can remain with you then, if that's fine?"

She held Shippo a little closer. "More than fine."

"Social services will be in touch." It felt ominous. A shadow hanging over them.

Kagome nodded, and though her nerves were tightly wound, she managed to look a semblance composed. "Thanks officer."

The ambulance left first. The police finished up with photos of the scene.

Feeling her heart race through her back, Sesshomaru squeezed her a little tighter, "It's late, I'll get a hotel near the hospital."

She nodded numbly in response. Her usual spirit muted by the situation. They walked by the blood smeared floor and she muttered, "I'll have to call Keade..." The soup kitchen manager would need to clean up the place. Her voice sounded hollow.

His insides ached listening to it. "We will." His fingers ran down her arm as he opened the back door of his SUV. Her car sat in the empty parking lot, but there wasn't anything that could be done.

As he fastened the seatbelt around both Kagome and the sleeping boy latched to her chest, he moved to pull away and felt her fingers catch his sleeve.

Looking into worried watery blue eyes, he held the side of her face and kissed her trembling lips. "Everything will work out. Don't worry. You are doing the right thing."

"Am I?" She whispered, searching his face for any sign of uncertainty. "Maybe I should have told them to take him."

This time his kiss was more firm. "Yes." Once, twice, he moved to her cheek and ran his lips over her skin, "You are doing what's best for the boy. We can figure out the rest tomorrow. Do not doubt yourself."

Her warm breath blew across his face as she closed her eyes against falling tears, "Okay. Thank you, Sesshomaru."

Chest aching, he let his hand linger a moment longer before letting go and shutting the door.

Down the street he stopped at a twenty four hour big box retailer. "I'll leave it running, music?"

"On low." Her eyes were downcast as she ran her fingers through Shippo's soft red hair. He could tell she was still crying whether she looked up at him or not. Her beautiful face was red and covered in salty streaks. They dropped down her chin.

Sesshomaru pressed his lips together in a thin determined line.

As quickly as possible he found the children's section and after amoximating Shippo's weight in his head, he put a carseat into his buggy.

Pajamas and a couple of changes of clothes were all they really needed to care for the boy. He shoved down the dark feeling hanging over him. The wounds the dad had received were great. The blood loss, great. The odds were stacked against the poor man.

A first aid kit, crayons, and a fox coloring book were on an end cap by the cash register, and without a second thought, he grabbed those up too.

When he made it out of the store, both Kagome and the boy were asleep. Instead of forcing them to wake so he could get Shippo into a safer seat, he latched the carseat into the opposite side and drove to the hotel without disturbing them.

Peeling herself away from the sleeping boy, Kagome crawled out of the hotel bed. She rubbed her eyes. The second bed was still made, "Sess?" She tiptoed to the bathroom and peered into the dim room. "I called the Kitchen Manager, and Sango is going to get my car for me. Wha..."

There, removing her black underwear, was Sesshomaru with a first aid kit on the sink.

"You were wearing my underwear all this time?" She could see his face suddenly flush pink in the mirror.

"Hn." His stoic face winced as he hooked the thin waistband.

He pulled them off with a clench of his jaw and the problem caught her eye.

Voice soft, she dropped to her knees and examined the angry red mark on his inner thigh, "They cut into your skin..." Her blue eyes peered up at him, "Why would you do this to yourself?"

"When should I have taken them off?" He hissed as she prodded.

Cold fingers moved up the fine hairs of his legs. She held out a hand and demanded, "I'll patch you up. Give me the antibiotic ointment and bandaids ."

"I can do it myself."

"You can, or," She nudged his flaccid cock with her silken lips and he instantly began to fill, "I can." Her tongue flicked out over his sensitive flesh, lightly licking the tip. Instinctively, he ran his fingers through her hair. "Please."

His soft groan came like music to her ears. "As you wish."

Kagome grinned against his semi erection before popping it into her mouth and rolling her tongue around it as it became deliciously engorged.

While distracting him, she cleaned the raw skin, put on the ointment, and band aids.

She held his large cock in her hand and dragged her tongue up the underside. "All done." She purred. Rubbing his tip over her lips and cheek, she blinked up at him.

"I think not." Possessive, needy, his amber eyes were a shade darker than normal.

Her heart thrummed.

Already wet, it made her panties further soak. Desire was a nice distraction from the horror of the day. She kissed his bandaid and bit her lip as he hissed. "How will you have me?"

"Daddy!" The shrill whine killed the mood.

Sesshomaru leaned down and captured her chin, "Later."

"Yep!" A quick kiss and she washed her hands before running out to the little boy in the other room.

When he got out of the shower, the image of Kagome draped around Shippo like a protective circle met him. They were holding hands. Sleeping. He swallowed down the desire to see her with their own child.

Without thinking it over, he ignored the second bed and laid down beside them, stroking her long black hair. "I love you, Kagome." His whispered confession felt weightless. The first time to speak the words, and she couldn't hear it. He could tell her anything while she slept. "You look so beautiful like this." Tempting fate, he caressed her cheek and slightly parted lips.

Fingers curled over her hand, and he kissed her cheek where he'd ran his fingers. Her soft sigh came like a sweet good night. Not daring another word, he closed his eyes and laid there until he calmed enough to sleep.

The morning brought with it good news. Kagome sat the phone down and captured Shippo's full cheeks as he gorged on hotel breakfast. "Guess what!"

"Waft?" He asked, face thoroughly squished.

"Your daddy is awake, and he wants to see you!" They wouldn't tell her his condition, but they were able to relay the message.

"Wreally!?" He sputtered over a waffle.

Sesshomaru ruffled the boy's fluffy red ponytail. "Chew and swallow or your Father will accuse us of not taking very good care of you."

"We'll be able to see him in a couple of hours, so there's no need to rush." Kagome held up the coloring book and crayons, "You have plenty of time to make him a get well picture."

Flipping through the images, his eyes lit up at a picture of a big and little fox curled up together by some bushes. "It's me and my dad!" He gushed, "He's going to love this! I know he will!"

Like she'd promised, just a short time later the three of them stood outside his Father's hospital room. It smelled of sanitizer and the air was cool.

" , the wound...wasn't enough, but this, however...if you... just look...these scans show..."

"I heard you the first time! I don't care, I feel fine! Get out! My son will be here soon, I don't need you here upsetting us both!"

Bits and pieces of the conversation inside floated out into the hall where they waited for the doctor to exit and visitor's to be allowed.

"What are they talking about?" Shippo whispered into Kagome's ear. His hands trembled and his green eyes were wide with worry.

Glancing from the door to the boy in her arms, Kagome shook her head, "I'm not sure."

His wide eyes looked to Sesshomaru.

Touched by the vote of confidence, Sesshomaru said the only thing he knew as a child he'd have wanted to hear, "Your father sounds lively, you can see how well he's doing for yourself in a few minutes."

A short nod and the boy seemed to calm down. His eyes were glued to the door.

In no time, the doctor came out with a red face and clenched jaw. Without looking at them, he stalked off down the corridor while glaring at his clipboard.

"We can go in now?" Shippo whispered.

Sesshomaru placed a reassuring hand on Kagome's lower back. "Of course we can, let's go see your father."

Slowly Kagome stepped through the threshold. A light knock on the open door, and she spoke up, "Mr. Kit, this is Kagome Higurashi, I have Shippo with me."

"Daddy! I'm here to see you!" Without warning, the little boy leapt out of her arms and ran around the sharp corner to his dad's bedside.

boomed, "Shippo! I missed my little fox! Come here, give Daddy a hug!"

The image of both Shippo and his dad with tears in their eyes burned into Kagome's memory.

had oxygen in his nose and IV bags dripping into his left arm. His usually sunkissed skin was ashen, and his cheeks were sunken in.

"Daddy, you said we'd never have to be separated, but last night you weren't with me!" He buried his face in his father's shoulder as his body shook, "Please don't leave me like Mommy did!"

rubbed his son's back, "Don't go , you and your friend, you've helped greatly and I will never afford to repay such kindness, please remain."

Caught trying to sneak away from the intense reunion, Kagome, hand in hand with Sesshomaru, paused. "It was really a joy to take care of him, no thanks is necessary."

His smile was thin and he sighed, "In that case, would you mind taking care of him for one more day? The doctor is keen on not signing my release papers until they've run a few more tests."

"I don't want to be without you again!" Shippo bawled, "I'll miss you too much!"

"Hush now, it's not forever." His father's eyes were full of love as he patted Shippo's cheek, "Chin up, my little fox."

Ignoring the nagging voice in her head reminding her of Monday classes, Kagome nodded with a smile, "It's no trouble, I'll be happy to help. You have to do whatever needed to be well again." She bit her lip as 's face grew slightly more grey. "Why don't you and Shippo spend some time together and we will come back in an hour or so?"

He nodded, no longer looking at her but the top of his son's head. "That would be great." He kissed the red fluff.

As the couple left, patted his son's back.

"Shippo, remember how we talked about you being brave?"

"Mhm." His hair tickled his dad's jaw and cheek as he nodded.

"Well this is one of those times. Daddy needs you to be brave right now." His green eyes were full with a disease that had slowly been eating him up for years without his knowledge, only just uncovered by an x-ray of all things.

The thing that had killed his wife. It'd kill him too.

"I'm brave Daddy." Shippo wiped his tears with the back of his arm.

shook his head and pulled his little boy close. He held him tighter, keeping his head from popping up and seeing his own tears. "I know it my little fox, I know it."

"Don't be sad." His little voice muttered, "I made you a picture. It'll help you get better."

"You did?" Loosening his hold, he watched his son pull a folded picture from his pocket.

Two foxes laid beside each other. The coloring was slightly scribbly but he didn't care what it looked like. "I love it. Thank you Shippo."

Little hands caught the sides of his face, "Do you feel better?"

"Of course I do! How could I not? And now I'll have this picture to keep me strong always." Using his free right hand, launched a tickle attack.

Giggles filled his depressed mind, and his son lit up his world. As he started to cough, he stopped the assault.

"Hey little fox?"

"What is it Daddy?"

He stroked Shippo's soft chubby cheek, still full of all the baby fat he'd been born with. "Tomorrow a friend of mine will take care of you for awhile, until Daddy is better again."

Shiny green eyes glittered with unshed tears, but he out on a brave face anyway, making his Daddy proud. "You will get better, won't you?"

nodded, "I'll do my best."

"I can't stay with you?" The question burned in his heart.

"No." He shook his head, "No, Shippo. You know how you stay with sitters while Daddy works? Well, this time I'll be working on getting well again and you'll stay with my friend for awhile and be brave."

The next day, Kagome leaned against Sesshomaru's firm chest as they waved goodbye to Shippo. He disappeared inside his father's room after hugging them both.

"Thank you for staying." She whispered, clutching his hand. "Sorry you are missing class."

Catching the side of her face with a stroke of the back of his index finger, Sesshomaru shook his head, "Nothing matters as much to me as you."

As her breath hitched, his warm mouth closed over her own. Soft sweet kisses muted the world around them.

He admired the pink tinge to her cheeks and the feel of her fingers curled into his sleeves. "I don't have class for a few days, everything requires lengthy papers and I'm not expected to do anything but write them at this point. I'd actually planned to take you somewhere after your volunteer work."

"You had? Where?"

"My mother's."

Kagome's brows shot up and before she could stop herself from sounding shocked, "Oh, wow," escaped her lips. "Sorry," she flushed as his lips became a thin line and the excitement left his eyes. "It's not that I mind, it's just, what if she tells your dad that we are together?"

Her brows went up a fraction higher as he started to laugh. The deep vibration resonated in her chest.

"What?"

Sesshomaru shook his head, "Why would she say anything to him at all? If it will reassure you, I'll ask her to keep it to herself. There's no reason to worry." He rubbed her shoulders and kissed the tip of her nose. "Besides," he smirked, "She'll enjoy rubbing it in his face that she knew first when we finally do tell them."

"Pft." She laughed, "That's terrible."

He shrugged, gladly partaking in her offered kiss.

"Okay." Her fingers ran through the loose strands of his messy bun, "If you really want me to meet her, I will and you can introduce me as whatever you'd like."

"Oh really?" His brows went up and his amber eyes were full of mischief. The look always made her heart beat a little faster. "So you'll accept my introducing you as my sister whom I like to fuck?"

"Nooo that- Sesshomaru!" She sputtered and shook her head, yet still a smile wormed its way onto her face, "just, no."

"Ah, okay, maybe something a little less vulgar then. Perhaps I'll introduce you as my future wife, or the key component to her ever having grandchildren. Ah you don't like that either? Wait, wait," He held her close as she tried to pull away.

Her red face and puffed cheeks were endearing to say the least. She turned away as he nuzzled her cheek.

Hot breath met her ear. "I'll just tell her you are mine." His tongue ran over the shell over her ear, forcing a sharp gasp.

"Sess..." She closed her eyes, still clinging to his sleeves, "We are in the middle of a hospital..."

"Hn." His lips and nose tickled the side of her face as he breathed in, "Then perhaps we should leave."

"Oh, you think so? We do have the hotel for another two hours..." A light giggle and she bit her lip to keep from grinning stupidly. "By the way, I'm not so lucky as to have the week free, I can maybe do Friday?"

Fingers twined with her own. "Friday it is."

Blue eyes fluttered closed as his lips closed over her own. The heat of his body sunk into her clothes.

Slowly she felt her mind melting into the moment. Lost to the pounding of her heart and the twist of his tongue.

"Excuse me." Someone snapped beside them.

Sesshomaru pulled back a fraction to glare at the older woman.

"This isn't the place for debauchery. I'll ask that you take it somewhere else." Her severe tone had Kagome tomato red.

"We'd better go." She whispered.

Sesshomaru almost sounded like he wanted to laugh, "Hello, Mother."

Wide blue eyes peered over at the woman. She bore a striking resemblance to him. Silver white hair, the sharp angles of her face. "All this time I thought you looked like your Dad..." She glanced at his lips, trying to imagine them red.

His eyes narrowed at her and he shook his head just slightly before pulling her close and turning to face his mother. "Why are you here?"

Manicured black brows arched, "Is this what you've been up too instead of coming home to meet your newly adopted sister?" She pressed her lips together and looked Kagome up and down, "She looks like your father's new step daughter."

Before Kagome could complete her transformation into a tomato, Sesshomaru pulled her tighter against his side, and announced, "This my step sister, Kagome, we like to fu-"

Kagome's hand slapped over his mouth so quickly she surprised herself with the reflex. "We are dating, but we haven't shared that news with the rest of the family so if you could keep it to yourself?"

His mother tutted, "are you asking me to withhold information from the father of my only son?" A red lipped grin twisted her pristine features, "I shall be happy to."

Peeling her palm from his mouth, Sesshomaru smirked, "I will bring her to dinner on friday."

"I expect she will stay over for the weekend then seeing as you are step siblings that like to fuck." She winked much to Kagome's embarrassment.

The girl withered as Sesshomaru nodded, "So you understand, good."

"Just so you know, my girlfriend will also be staying over Friday night." Cupping her hand over her smirk, she deadpanned, "In case you were wondering, we also like to fuck."

Blank. Sesshomaru's face was clearly unprepared for the reveal.

Both his mother and Kagome laughed.

AN: It's been awhile but I'm happy to have gotten this Chapter out after much indecisiveness! Can you believe we are at #19!? Whaaaat!? Pretty exciting. Thank you for all the love this story gets. 3