Meant to be together.  Those were words that Marti had wanted to hear.  This man, her friend, her lover, her soulmate, was someone she had only dreamed of meeting, and now here he was, standing with her, in the shower, making sweet love to her.  She was in heaven.  She couldn't remember when she last felt this happy, if ever.<br/><br/>"Offend me?  Heavens no, you could never do that, Jeremiah.  I am just as excited about you.  I need you, as badly as you need to be with me.  I'd say it's a win/win situation."  She leans forward, and kisses him deeply.<br/><br/>"Yes, room service will be here shortly, and yes, you can dry me off!"  Marti was usually shy around men, but with Jeremiah, it was different.  She loved him, with all her heart, and knew that he loved her as well.  The imperfections of her body, well, they were something that didn't seem to matter to him.  He saw her heart, her love, her spirit, and that was all Marti could ask for.<br/><br/>