I was standing on the deck by the snack bar looking at the kids playing on the playground, agonizing over this morning and hoping I would be able to look Josh in the eye after all that had gone down. I was and still am completely mortified by my behavior. I shouldn’t have freaked out like that. I just couldn’t stand the thought of him being with her – or anyone for that matter. I agonized over it all night and by morning I had flipped. The only good thing is that there were barely any people at the club that early, but having Josh see me like that was bad enough.

Anyway, I was standing there when a hand reached around me from behind with a lollypop. I turned around and saw Josh standing there, and he said, “a peace offering.” I felt worse and told him that I should be the on extending a peace offering and that I was so sorry. He told me that he was nuts like that when I was dating Patrick and that’s why he asked Patrick to stop seeing me. He told me that we are even now.

I thanked him for being so generous with me. I’m not sure I deserved to be let off the hook that easily. Then he told me he was worried about me being in the pool right after he shocked it. (Still not sure why he shocked the pool in the morning!) I’m fine but I have this fear that we’ll both break out in a rash right before the performance tonight!

He told me that he talked to Laura and told her he didn’t like her spreading false information. She apparently denied it but we both knew better. I really didn’t even care anymore. My behavior was much worse than hers and I kept thinking about what he had said: “What makes you think I’d want things to be like this? I love you.” So I asked him if he meant what he had said. Then he brushed a piece of hair from my face (I love it when he does that!!!) and said, “Every word.” Then he told me he wanted to finish up work so that we could get to rehearsal.

He started to walk away but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back towards me. I said, “I just wanted to keep you here for a few extra seconds.” He looked at me for a second and then he put his hands on my face and pulled me in for the most amazing kiss ever. This was first kiss good. This was better than our Christmas Eve kiss. This was the planets aligning good. It put every other kiss we’ve ever shared to shame.

When he pulled away he looked scared and said “maybe I shouldn’t have,” but I assured him that it was okay. He started talking about the pact and I shushed him and told him not to worry about it.

Henry walked out of the snack bar then and said, “Hey there feuding love birds…or not so feuding?” I could feel my face burning up with embarrassment and Henry said, “could you keep your performance on the dance floor – no more pushing each other in the pool, yelling, kissing, whatever?” I thought I was going to die of shame right there.

The rest of the day was okay. More Samba rehearsal. Tonight we find out if we’re on to the finals.