"'Cause when you're holding me like this

I'm carelessly lost in your touch

I'm completely defenseless

Baby, it's almost too much

I'm helplessly, hopelessly, recklessly

Falling in love

I am not afraid

I am not afraid"-Jessica Andrews' Helplessly hopelessly

"Breakfast?" Her lover asked.

"Lunch." She replied.

He smiled, "I love you."

She grabbed his hand and headed for the door, "I love you too."

He Smiled, "Seafood ok with you?"

"Yeah. Whatever."

"You sounded sarcastic. We can always pick something else." He locked the door. Ronnie walked down the hall to the elevator. Harry looked at the red carpet on the floor. It reminded him of blood; He couldn't even think of it after the accident with out thinking about him laying in it begging to die. He shivered a bit.

Ronnie hit the down button on the elevator, "Let's do seafood." Ronnie looked out the fifth floor window. Everything looked so beautiful here. Harry Grabbed her hand as he caught up to her. She figured he was lagging behind because of the intense study of the carpet.

She giggled. "What?" He asked.

"You were staring at the carpet the whole time. What's with it?" "Reminded me of something I'd rather forget." He said.

That closed the subject. They spent a few moments searching for their car. Ronnie finally called, "Left Hand corner." not very loudly. He smiled indeed she had found it.

Harry put the car in drive and pulled out of the parking lot.