Rolf was immediately relieved when she told him this moodswings weren't the problem. Leaning on the chair's arm and putting his arm over her shoulders, he nuzzled at her cheek and whispered to her ear:<em>"Don't worry, beautiful. All is going to be okay."</em>He enjoyed those moments with her; being close to Aletta was the joy of his life.<em>"We can go wherever you want. My treat."</em><br/><br/>He hugged her tightly, letting her rest her head on his shoulder. Rolf decided to let the matter of moving from there to another day; it wouldn't be wise to bring it up right now. The last thing he wanted was to screw their relationship over it. He helped her rise from the chair and said<em>"I'll take a shower and then we'll go. Do you want to come with me?"</em>