Chapter 35

It was a sunny Wednesday afternoon when Reese Preston, decided that she'd
broach the subject with Liz. Kyle had told her about their confrontation that
Monday and Reese had been wondering about what happened ever since.

"Hey Liz," said Reese, taking a seat next to Liz on the patio outside of the
dining hall.

"What's up Reese?" asked Liz spooning red jello into her mouth.

"Not much." Liz could sense that something was on Reese's mind. "So...did
Kyle tell you about our little run in?" she asked, awkwardly.

Reese looked up from her sandwich, shocked. She hadn't expected Liz to bring
it up first. "Yeah...but if you don't wanna talk about it Liz, it's fine.
Really."

"No," said Liz. "It's ok. I mean Kyle's your friend so I don't want you to
feel like you're stuck in the middle of all of this."

"You know.." Reese sighed. "I knew something like this was going to happen.
I told Kyle to leave you alone - that you were married, but did he listen to
me? Nooooooo."

"Wait - you knew?" asked Liz, sitting forward.

Reese sighed again. "Yeah. I'm sorry Liz. I mean, I tried to tell you a
couple of times but something always seemed to get in the way...namely Kyle."

"It's ok," Liz smiled. "You don't have to apologize. I'm sure this wasn't an
easy situation for you to be in."

"Thanks," Reese smiled. "Um...Liz, do you mind if I ask you a question..if
I'm totally out of line - just tell me."

"Ok," said Liz in wonderment.

"What happened with Kyle? I mean, he said that when you left...you looked -
you looked...scared."

Liz shifted in her seat. 'Should I tell her what happened?' Liz thought. She
liked Reese and trusted her as well, but did she really want to get into
ancient history.

"Listen you really don't have to te - "

"Reese," Liz said cutting her off. "2 and a half years ago...I was raped."

"Oh my God," said Reese, not completley understanding how to react.

"I know,"grinned Liz. "Shocking huh?" she was trying to bring some levity to
the situtation. "I bet you didn't expect that to come out of my mouth.
Anyways...sometimes - not often...these feelings just come rushing back. I
think that's what happened with Kyle."

"Wait - what did he do exactly?"asked Reese, suddenly very concerned...her
bestfriend wouldn't would he?

"Oh! NO! -nothing Reese. He was fine. It was me - I just kinda freaked out. I
think I just had some sort of anxiety attack or something. It was just the
result of me being in a confined space with a man other than Lucky that I
knew was attracted to me...I'm sorry Reese, I shouldn't be laying all of this
on you."

"No, no," smiled Reese. "I asked - you told. I'm glad I know. Thank you for
telling me."

"You're welcome."

Chapter 36

"So, Mrs. Spencer are you ready to go home?" asked Lucky pulling his wife
into a tight embrace.

"Oh, do you even have to ask?" Liz returned kissing him fiercely.

Lucky jumped when he felt her hands travel down his backside. "Wow! My
goodness  Mrs. Spencer...you sure are feeling frisky today aren't you?! May I
remind you that we are outside in broad daylight?"

It was Friday afternoon and Lucky had come to pick her up for the weekend.

"Oh, so do you want me to stop?" Liz wispered playfully into Lucky's ear.

Lucky shivered at the sensation of her warm breath against his ear. "Well - I
didn't say that," Lucky answered. The couple broke up into a fit of laughter,
steadily holding each other.

Suddenly, Liz felt Lucky's arms tense around her and the laughter subside.
She turned around in his arms to see what he was looking at. 'Oh jeez,' she
thought. 'Of all the times for Kyle to be coming back from class.'

Lucky wordlessly released her from his embrace and started to stalk quickly
towards Kyle, but before he even got two feet away Liz grabbed his arm.

"Lucky," she said. "....no."

Lucky continued to walk as if he hadn't heard her. Liz pulled harder. "Lucky,
please. Not now. Let's just go home okay?" she pleaded.

It had been a long week and she had no desire to see it get even longer by
having to watch Lucky beat this guy into a pulp. She ran so that she was now
standing in front of her husband. "LUCKY! Please...he's not worth it. It's
not going to accomplish anything." she said, staring deep into his blue eyes.

"It will make me feel a whole lot better," Lucky replyed flippantly.

Liz gave Lucky that look the she knew very well would make him melt."I just
want to go home. Please just take me home."

Lucky stopped in his tracks. His eyes softening. "Ok," he said.

Liz sighed. "Thank you."

Lucky stooped down to pick up Liz's remaining bags from the sidewalk and
placed them in the back of the truck. "Let's go."