Among other things, I was at a water park with lots of waves and people and inner tubes, and then we got kicked out because we had never bought tickets in the first place. I was walking back to Stephen's car, and in the backseat was Paul. He was holding a bouquet of flowers and I was dripping wet in my bathing suit but we smiled big at each other and I leaned into the backseat to give him a huge hug. I noticed I was getting him all wet with my suit. We kissed hello and I've missed you, over and over, and at the point that the kisses on the lips almost crossed the line I pulled back a little sheepishly, since I knew Stephen was right behind me.
I think we were in the state of Illinois.
