Dangerous Love

What happened?

The last thing i remember was... wait what was it? It.... it was my dad holding a knife to my throat and saying "I can make it all go away. Hold still." Then it all went black. Now i'm here in a hospital room with this man, this really handsome man holding my hand. I looked at him hoping he wouldn't notice but he did. He says to me "Abigail, your finally awake." His voice was smooth but that may be because i was in a coma for.....how long was i out? Anyway i looked at him and said " Yea, how long was i out for, and furthermore and u don't mean to be rude but who exactly are you?" He looked at me with the eyes of a man who has also lost someone close to him. When he answered he spoke softly as if he didn't want to wake someone "My name is Hannibal, i'm a psychiatrist . And you've been sleeping for about 4 weeks now we thought you weren't going to wake up." When i came to the realization that i might be crazy it made me both scared and sick. When he looked at me he asked "Abigail are you alright?" I took a moment to answer "I'm fine." We were silent for a while then we both said "So how long do...." we both laughed then he said "Please you go first." I replied with a soft "thank-you." Then said "So how long do i have to stay here?" He looked at me then said "not long i hope uh i..... I mean i think." Real smooth there Hannibal. He chuckled softly thinking i would not notice. I chuckled softly too at that remark then he asked "What are you laughing at?" But i suspect he already knew. So i said "you." He then looked at me weirdly so i elaborated "Not you as a person just what you said made me laugh that's all i meant nothing by it." He then leaned in like he was going to tell me something but i...i was a little wrong. Instead he sort of well, he tried to kiss me. So i pressed his chest lightly and said "Hannibal what are you doing?" He tilted his head slightly and said "I'm sorry Abigail. I....i didn't mean to ...try to kiss you. I should go and again i'm sorry" I thought for a second then pulled him in by his tie before i kissed him and said "I'm not sorry. I'm so not sorry, nor should you be. Actually and you'll probably think i'm crazy but i think that your really good looking." He looked at me and said "Why should i not be sorry? And i don't think your crazy i actually think your pretty good looking yourself." I smiled and kissed him again. A few days after i woke up Hannibal came by and said "Hey you, you can leave this place finally. Because i thought you could come live with me, that is if you want anyway." I looked at him with tired eyes and said "sure how bad could it be?" "I have plenty of room don't worry." Why would i worry what could possibly go wrong?
(Sorry about the one giant paragraph this is my first time writing.)