I saunter back into Ryker room and he is slipping into some sports short...no shirt.

I quickly check to make sure that I am not drooling. DAymn he is fine

"Hey Angel " He says " Get everything you need"

"mhmmm" I mumble as i crawl into bed next to him

"I start drifting off into thought and then I spring up "20 questions"

He tilts his head to the side " Remember you said we could play 20 questions"

" Oh yeah" he says as if he were reminiscing "thats right I did" His eyes light up and a small smirk creeps across his face

"Ive got my first question I say proudly"

"lay It on me Angel"

"How old are you REALLY?"

"What do you mean really?"

"Well I just ran into your brother in the kitchen and he thought it was the most hilarious thing that I though you were 25

Ryker just smiles while giving nothing away

"Angel you flatter me"

"So you're not 25?" I say

"Nope" He asys popping the P

"So.... how old are you Ryker?" " I kind of think its vital information to know how old the father of my baby is... thats needs to know stuff. I say as I cross my arms in front of my chest and give him a serious face.

" I agree" he says as he looks me up and down. I see slight apprehension form Ryker. How old can he ...be there is noway he is over 30.. or is there?

'Guess" He says playfully

I make my way up, 26, No, 27, no, 28 , no, 29....

Please say yes... this makes him 6 years older than me. Thats a good gap right?

"Im 31 Angel. I turned 31 a few nights before I met you"

I make an O snap with my mouth

"Please tell me you don't think Im too old for you?"

"no" I say hesitantly as ido the math in my head

Im nearly 24. he's 31 that what 7 years... thats a good gap. Right?

I stare into space analysing this new found information.