Part 7

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The next morning Kelley wakes up and feels a body pushed against her, she instinctively reaches her arm over and pulls it closer to her before falling back asleep. A little while later she is awoken by her arm being lifted up, so Avery can get out of the bed. She opens her eyes and watches as Avery slips out of bed and heads into the bathroom. Kelley sits up against the headboard and does a quick mental recap of the past 24 hours. Feeling a bit foggy from the champagne and celebrating the previous evening, she needs her morning caffeine fix, so she reaches for the menu by the phone and gives it a quick look over.

Avery emerges from the bathroom and notices Kelley on the bed, "Morning." "Morning, I was going to order some coffee and breakfast, would you like anything?" "A coffee right now would be amazing and umm an egg white omelette with whole-wheat toast please." "Okie Dokie, I'll call it in now." Kelley lifts the room phone and proceeds to place their order.

Kelley heads into the bathroom to complete her morning routine, when she comes out, she hears the television on and finds Avery sitting on the bed watching Sports Centre. Kelley takes a spot beside her, "How did the Braves do last night?" "They won, beat the Blue Jays 5 – 3." "Who was the starter for Atlanta?" "Fried, pitched 5, gave up 8 hits and 3 runs." "Damn, that kid needs to get his game back soon." "I'm sure he will Kelley." Kelley listens as Avery speaks and has a feeling that the pitcher may be one of Avery's clients, but she respects the client confidentiality aspect of her practice and won't ask the question.

They continue to watch the highlights on the screen until there is a knock on the door. Kelley stands up as she is closer to the door, "You ready for the cameras?" "Not really, you?" "No, but we have to be; plus, it's time to find out where we are going on our honeymoon." "Okay, let's get this show started then." Kelley walks to the door and opens it allowing the breakfast cart to be pushed in, the food placed on the table, and then it to be pushed out as the cameras enter the room.

Kelley and Avery make their way over to the table and grab their seats, trying to eat and engage in small talk as the cameras roll around them. Once they are done, Kelley lifts up the blue envelope with their names on it, "Where would you like to go for our honeymoon, Avery?" "Honestly, I've never been out of the United States before, so anyplace will be fine with me." Kelley passes her the envelope, "Why don't you do the honours." Avery opens the envelope and pulls out the card inside, smiling as she turns it towards Kelley and the cameras, "Looks like we are on our way to the Bahamas." "Nice."

After the reveal and subsequent conversation between the two women, the cameras leave the room to allow them some privacy as they take turns showering and getting dressed. Once they are both packed up, they turn the cameras back on in the room as they take a spot beside each other on the bed. The silence between them feeling incredibly awkward, Avery suggests they ask each other some questions in an attempt to get to know each other better. Kelley responds to Avery's suggestion with a smile and nod, "Why don't you go first, ask me anything."

"Anything, huh?" Avery smiles, "How about we just start with some basic getting to know you questions?" Kelley smiles, "Okay, sounds good."

"What is your full name and date of birth?"

"Kelley Maureen O'Hara, and August 4th. What about you?"

"Avery Victoria Mitchell and my birthday is February 2nd."

"February 2nd? That means you were born on Groundhog Day; does it work for you seeing or not seeing your shadow?"

"How about you wait and see, your turn to ask a question, Kel."

"Alright, have you always lived in Atlanta? I know you went to UCLA, but I mean outside of that."

"I was born in Atlanta, then moved to California at the age of 15 after my parents divorced. I completed my degree at UCLA, then moved back here when I was offered an internship with Atlanta United and have been here since."

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