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*2015*

"'My wife is an amazing woman who is very easy going and is a lot of fun to be around.  It didn't take long for the other guys in the band and I to accept her into our group and hang out with her while on tour,'" I said while signing with a smile.  "'I fully admit though that I definitely spent the most time with her and that was partly because of the feelings that came on pretty damn quick.  I stood no chance against falling for her and not once did I even try to stop myself.'"


*2003*

Ever since the night that I had stuck up for Eden and fired that crew member, things had changed a bit between us.  It didn't change in a bad way, in fact, it changed in the direction I had hoped it would since my feelings for her came slamming into me.  Usually it had been me actively seeking her out to hang out or talk and now it was a mix.  If Eden found that she had downtime then she would ask me to hang out.  Eden had also been willing to paint with me or even play video games if that had already been planned out.  It had already been easy to talk and open up to her, now I was finding it easy to include her in my life in pretty much any aspect. 

Even following me firing the guy who had been so rude to her, Eden stayed on our bus.  Jordan said that he felt it would be a safer bet to stop any future issues and also help Eden stay comfortable while on tour.  It was clear to Jordan that Eden and I were friends, but besides myself, the guys had also taken a liking to Eden.  At night, there would be many times when she would play card games with us or even watch a movie.  Eden wouldn't use her voice, but we understood that it all came down to comfort for her.  After what had happened, all of us understood why she wouldn't openly use her voice.  We were fine with her writing down what she wanted to say or sign whatever we had progressively come to know from being around her.  Her comfort meant a lot to us and it was clear that she appreciated it.

Standing outside Eden's hotel room a week later, I sent her a message that we were at her door.  It was the first time in a while that we were staying in the same place for more than a night and because of this we planned to go out.  "Hey," I greeted once the door to her room opened. Eden waved with a smile while also looking confused.  "We are going to go see a movie and wanted to see if you wanted to join us."

An index finger was held up as she grabbed her notebook from her purse.  'What movie?'

"We don't know yet," Brad said shaking his head.  "We planned to just head there and see whatever the next showing of a movie was."

'Okay,' Eden signed with a smile grabbing her purse and room key.  Brad let me know he was going to grab the others leaving me with Eden as she locked up her room.  When she turned and noticed it was just us, a soft smile took over her face.  It was a smile I had become accustomed to seeing and each time I felt my heart react to it.  It was beautiful and that, teamed with her hazel eyes and dark hair, caused me to lose myself in just staring at her.  The guys always rib me about the fact that eventually I would have to own up to always watching Eden, but I literally couldn't help it.  She was gorgeous and had an amazing personality.  I was so drawn to her that I just couldn't stop myself.

Slowly her arms wrapped around my waist in a hug that caused my body to become covered in goosebumps.  The amount of affection we progressively began to show towards one another just fueled my feelings towards her.  Maybe Eden felt the same way towards me that I did of her.  I wasn't sure when I would be mentioning it, but within the next two weeks we would end this leg of the tour.  That meant that for almost two months we wouldn't be around one another daily and I honestly didn't want that.  I enjoyed seeing and spending time with her. This led me to already having my mind made up about asking her to hang out when we were back home in California.  I didn't care if I had to drive an hour to her to make this happen.  If that's what I had to do, then so be it.

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