He was the guy that became my second and I didn't know him from before but someone in school that knew us both had given him my number and we had gone... out a couple times and in a way I guess he was my rebound from Cait, if that makes sense and I kinda knew that but I liked him, and he asked me if I wanted to come over and I said “Yes”.So I went there and we had a good time hanging out in their basement and we ordered pizza and watched TV and we kissed now and then and I had my head on his chest. As requested, our whole crowd maintained a very flirty interaction with each other. The women touched the men in flirtatious gestures – a touch on the arm, a kiss on the cheek, a stroke on a thigh; the men touched the women in similar ways – right on verge of something sexual; the women put their heads together and shared special secrets, sometimes while looking at one of the ‘hot’ men; the men gestured at one woman or another and made little asides to each other about how sexy she was and. ”“Even with this?” His right hand went to the scarring on the left side of his face.“Yes.”He thought about the pity angle. They’d already talked about that. She knew how he felt about that. And she didn’t sound like she was full of pity right now.“Then I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven,” he said. He meant that too.She seemed to relax. “Let’s save the dying part for later,” she said, smiling. “But we need to talk about the heaven part.”“What?” That didn’t make any sense.“I’m a woman.. The traffic was horrendous, and both were glad they weren’t driving.It was also bloody freezing. The shock to their system coming from summer in Queensland to chilly wet winds in London had them scurrying into a shop to buy some better winter coats than the ones they had brought with them.Registering their intent to marry at the Registry Office seemed to take forever. They finally sorted out the paperwork and were told to deliver their blood tests within four days, or they would have to do it.