*Katrina POV*
The guys are making preparations for their meeting this weekend. I wanted to spend some time alone with Derrick, but that doesn't seem to be in the cards right now. It seems like every single time we are able to find time, something comes up.
Tonight, we are having dinner on the docks of the pond. I don't know what's on the menu, but it's just me, him, and my wheelchair. I'm healing fine, but he still feels I shouldn't be moving around too much when it comes to outside.
Amber and I have spent a lot of time getting to know more about each other, and really helping each other through some things. Charlie had been overseeing the building of his place, and had left it to Amber's friend, Michael, to sell his place. Charlie, Amber and Alex, and another security guy named Chris
