Annalise didn't know what to do with herself. She thought that she could never feel like this again, that her heart could never love again. But she didn't want to jinx it. "What if he doesn't feel the same way? Then I will look like a fool," she thought to herself. After the doctor cleared her to leave the hospital, Dave insisted on taking care of her. Annalise felt bad. Dave had stopped going to bars and hanging out with Ric, Randy, and Paul. He even gave up court side seats at Madison Square Garden. She couldn't take it any more.

"Dave, Randy called and said that he had tickets to the Yankees game, why don't you go with him?"

"Who will be here with you if something happens?"

"Nothing is going to happen. Because of you I have not had to lift a finger in days, and it's starting to annoy me. I'm not a child. I'm not an invalid. I have two working hands and I can walk. Just because I am pregnant doesn't mean that I can't do for myself." Annalise was yelling at this point. Dave was shocked. He had no idea that she felt this way.

"Kid, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel like that. If you want sometime alone, I can go to the game with Randy." Dave didn't know what he did or said that made Annalise break down.

"I'm sorry Dave. I didn't mean to yell at you. You probably think that I am the worst person in the world. I'm so sorry. These damn hormones" Annalise was practically sobbing. Dave pulled her into his chest.

"Shh, it's ok. Everything is ok. I'll stop nagging you about getting up to get something to eat, and let you fend for yourself more, but if you show any signs of being tired or sick, then I take over. Got it?"

"Yes sir", she replied giving him a fake salute and a smile.

"I've been waiting to see that all day." He smiled back. As he looked into her eyes, he realized that he didn't know that much about her.

"Kid, tell me a little about yourself."

"What?" Annalise was completely confused. "What do you want to know?"

"Dealer's choice," Dave replied. She was shocked. Dave actually wanted to know something about her. "Maybe there is a chance for us," she thought.

"Well, I was a physical therapy major at the University of Delaware. I like cooking and dancing."

"Really," Dave said. He got up from the couch and scanned Annalise's CD collection.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't worry about me. What kind of food do you like to cook?" Dave asked, trying to get the conversation back on track.

"I like cooking Italian. I make a good chicken parmesan. Maybe I could make it for you sometime," Annalise said, realizing that she had put herself out there for an emotional let down. Music started to fill the air.

"I love Italian," Dave said as he walked over to Annalise. He offered his hand, which she gladly took.

"May I have this dance?" Dave asked.

"You amaze me, Dave," she said as she began to sway in his arms. She felt so warm, so loved, so safe. She didn't know what she did to deserve Dave, but she was happy that he was in his life.

"I didn't think that I could feel this way again," Annalise confessed.

"What do you mean?"

"I love you." Dave stopped dancing, not knowing what to say or do. He was stunned. Dave dreamt of hearing those words come out of her mouth, but he never though that his dream would come true. No one had touched his heart since his divorce.

"You do? I mean, you love me." Dave was stumbling over his words like a senior on prom night.

"Yes, I do love you. I love everything about you. How you helped me when I was in the hospital and now, dancing with me. How can I not love you?" Dave leaned in and kissed her passionately on the lips. Annalise stunned at first, returned the kiss. They were lost in the moment when Annalise felt something move within her.

"What was that?" Dave asked. He noticed that Annalise had a wide smile on her face.

"I think that baby just moved." Annalise brought Dave's face to hers, continuing their passionate kiss. Dave was happy that he could share this special moment with her. Annalise was relieved that she didn't have to go through this alone.

I'm back. Sorry about the delay. Life has been pretty crazy, plus I had a case of writer's block. So hit that little button, and any suggestions about the story are greatly appreciated.