"They say that right before you die, your life flashes before your eyes."

-Daredevil.

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When she woke the next day he was already in the shower. It was a little early for him but that would give them some time together before he had to go off with Rachel.

She scowled at the thought of that woman. She trusted Sandy, no doubt about that, it was Rachel who she wouldn't trust, who wouldnt want her husband? He was a good man, and everyone knew it. Shaking her head, she smiled she entered the shower.

Ryan walked in the kitchen grabbed some cereal and sat down. Seth bumbled in ecstatic conversation as ever, already making their evening plans.

"Yo, dude I was thinking . . . if your not busy maybe the four of us could go down to the pier. Huh? What do you say?"

Ryan looked at him with a raised eyebrow and then nodded his head, chomping his food.

"Sounds good, man." He replied in his monotone.

His eyes glanced at the steps entrance waiting for Sandy or Kirsten to walk in, as normally they joined them for breakfast.

Seth followed his gaze, "Yeah, Um, I don't know what I was going to say."

Ryan just shook his head grinning.

The smile on his face was priceless as she joined him in the shower. She ducked under his arm and let the hot water wash over her stunning body. He watched her, no doubt in his mind that he was married to the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Water caressed her body, covered the collarbone, down the gentle rise of her breasts, over her muscular stomach and further down to splash upon her hips and legs.

He leaned down and kissed her on the lips, desire coursing through his entire body.

"Kirsten, your going to make me late . . . for uh work," he moaned softly as her lips tickled his collarbone.

"That's kind of my plan," she replied giving him the look that he couldn't resist, closing the distance between them.

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The following day in the kitchen Sandy and Ryan were talking about Ryan's soccer games, and Sandy had made plans to go to the next home game, which that following Thursday night.

Kirsten breezed in looking gorgeous as always, a tight fitting black pants suit with a red blouse that showed off her cleavage and her every curve, she had both Sandy and Ryan look at her in awe.

"What?" she asked while looking at them both quizzically as got a cup of coffee.

"Uh, Kirsten," Ryan stammered, "Is Sandy going to work with you today?"

She looked at him like he was a serial killer, "Uh no. Why?"

"Just wondering who was going to protect you from the obvious onlookers," Ryan smirked.

Sandy had realized in the event of her walking through the door his jaw had dropped in slight amazement.

"Honey, wow, who are we impressing? You do plan on staying in your clothes right, I mean, not that there is much left to the imagination . . ." he cut his rambling short.

She smiled at him lovingly. Even though they had been married for umpteen years he still had a jealous streak to him, and she to him.

"Mom, my God, could you like put on some clothes?" Seth rolled his eyes.

She just raised an eyebrow to him.

Luke stumbled through the front door. "Hey you guys ready? Mrs. Cohen, Wow, You look, like amazing," Luke managed to look her up and down before Ryan and Seth grabbed his shoulders and yelled goodbye through the doorway, hauling Luke away before he could hit on their mother.

Sandy leaned over and kissed her lightly, and gently slapped her on the ass as he headed out the door. "Whatever business deal you got going on there honey, I hope it works out for you, cause I'm burning those clothes when I get home!"

She rolled her eyes. "I love you too!"

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Later that night he walked up to her in their backyard.

"Hey!" she greeted him.

"Hey," he replied, unenthused and hurt.

"Its amazing about the Wards, how fast word travels."

"Sometimes," he replied tersely, not looking at her. He would give it all away by doing that, the hurt in his eyes.

"Well I'd ask you if everything is okay . . ."

"Well, its not."

"Which leads me to my next question."

"Oh, its well covered territory with us," he replied, truly not wanting to get into this conversation, but finally looking at her.

She paused, having an idea, but praying that it's not true.

"Jimmy Cooper," he stated heatedly. He was angry.

Her heart stopped, the expression on her face was crestfallen. She should have said something forever ago. The day that it happened, now he was going to think that there was something going on and there wasn't. She loved him. Not Jimmy.

"I uh, I want to do my best not to uh sound to um high school, but . . . He kissed you!" Sandy had walked away in that sentence trying his best not to hit something to show how angry and hurt he really was. He was an easygoing guy except when it came to his family and especially his wife. He had to be jealous when it came to her and an old flame everyone knew that rule. Kirsten was a gorgeous woman whom many men wanted in Newport, and even that much was obvious. How it had come back around to this when this issue should have been settled years and years ago. This whole situation frustrated him.

"He told you?" She was shaken.

"He didn't want there to be any secrets between us, apparently you don't feel the same way."

"Of course I do," She snapped irritated he would even think of such a thing. "Its just that it meant nothing." She met his eyes, angry with herself for knowing that the hurt inside of his was because of her.

"Well putting my own skepticism about that remake aside for just a moment, if it meant nothing, than why didn't you tell me?" The hurt edged on his voice.

"I knew it would upset you."

"Thank you," he snapped, "Cause I feel so much better having heard it from someone else."

"I'm sorry," her voice went to a whisper.

"All this time, all this suspicion and paranoia about me and my coworker and you're sitting on this!"

He walked away.

"Sandy..." she ran after him, her hand running over his shoulder and down his back, trying to turn him around, for her to reason with him, to show her apology to show that it meant nothing. Jimmy Cooper meant nothing.

"Sandy, It means nothing."

"Well, It means something to me," his voice hurt, and walked away.

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When Ryan walked in holding onto a beaten Luke, for the second time that day, Kirsten's heart dropped.

"Oh my God are you guys okay?" her voice quavered and a slight sigh of relief washed over her when Ryan said he didn't start anything.

Putting aside their differences for a few moments Sandy looked at her and said he would callLuke's dad.

She said okay and went to mother Luke.

When Kirsten overheard the speech he gave to Luke's dad her heart melted. Sandy had such a way with people, with her. He wore his heart on his sleeve and she loved him so much for it. She had trouble with certain kinds of confrontation and when it came to Sandy, it was her fear of hurting him, and losing him would kill her. He, on the other hand believed honesty was policy and told her everything.

"That's what keeps it interesting."

"Well it hasn't been uninteresting."

"At a certain point you just have to trust the other person. That's what love is."

"Okay, so you'll have to trust that you can tell me things that I may not want to hear."

"Like, Jimmy Cooper kissed me?"

"Trust me," he said with a small smile and kissed her then.

The gentle touch of his lips was an apology kiss and she knew she was forgiven. She moved more against him deeper into his arms and shivered. He gently ran a free hand through her blond hair, a habit that he started many years ago. It always seemed to calm them both, and tonight was no exception. Once the teapot had started screaming to a point where they couldn't take it she took it off the stove as he watched. He loved watching her. The way her clothes clung to her in just the right places, he couldn't blame Jimmy for wanting to kiss her.

She turned and looked at him and he smiled lazily at her, taking in her beautiful features "I'm going to go get ready for bed."

She nodded, "I'll be up once I finish."

He stripped down to his boxers and t-shirt and climbed into her so-called side of the bed. It was chilly in their room and she would smile at him. That was worth it in itself just to see her smile. Her face was so relaxed when that smile played upon her lips. Well that was worth everything to him.

When she entered their room he moved over instantly and she crawled in against his embrace and a warm bed. She rested her head on his chest and his arms wrapped around her firmly. He leaned up and kissed her forehead murmuring, "I love you gorgeous."

She loved when he did that. He knew it too. She smiled against his chest sighing softly, "What would I do without you Sandy?"

"You will never find out sweetheart. Cause I wont ever let you go," he whispered back against her lips, sealing that promise with a kiss.

"I love you too," she spoke softly against the comfort of his warm body. You're so lucky, her conscious reminded her. Some people never get as lucky as you.

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