I Kissed You in a Style that Clark Gable Would Have Admired

I did not work today in the emergency room, but spent the day with Caleigh. She’s doing fine now, she looks horrible though. She looks worse than she actually is doing. She has a large cut on her right cheek, which was stitched up, and her whole chest is bruised. She fractured her left ankle and sprained her wrist. When I was actually able to see her, when she was conscious, she cried. I felt like a horrible person. I kissed her…I kissed her like never before. Then, I met her parents; let me tell you... bitchy mother. Her mother is the mother that every boyfriend or fiancé fears. She’s nice, but she has that... that flare... to her personality. The one that you know if you do one thing wrong, it's your head on the chopping block. Her dad is pretty chill, laid back... I don't think he loves her mom anymore; he gives me that impression. Oh by the way -- remember when I said she was being short? Yeah, well... guess who just started their period? Ha, so called that one. I just got back home, I'm going to sleep here tonight, and she is freaking out about me missing work. She doesn't understand that I'm not allowed to work until she leaves the hospital. I'm in love with her. I wasn't going to even post tonight, but I just laid there in my bed, and she is all I can think about. All I could think of was when I kissed her in a style that Clark Gable would have admired. I'm going to actually attempt bed now... but first, did you notice? No quotation marks, I love her. I'm not lying.