Melissa crept up on Jenny, her bag packed and resting on the edge of the bed. Her eyes filled with tears. Cautious arms wrapped around Jenny's waist and pulled her to the bed.

Those three words clung to Melissa’s lips like her life depended on it but they wouldn't fall. Couldn’t fall.

Their disguised meaning: a lock of hair tucked behind Jenny’s ear, tender kisses, sensual touches, all were no substitute.

Jenny swung her legs and straddled Melissa in one quick move. Their eyes searching, arms outstretched. Jenny decided to say those words for her.

“I love you too.”