"Why'd you stay with me?"

The question rang in Doug's mind as he walked along the empty street.

Sure there was some lust at the start but that had faded, replaced with...

"Why'd you stay with me?"

Doug thought of the early morning runs, of Kate singing out "toe pick" over and over again, the countless hours on the ice, the games of shoot out, the way he and Kate just stood silently together after the long program.

"Why'd you stay with me?"

The sun began its slow climb into the sky, it's rays reaching out to warm Doug's face at the same time as the smell of new bread and hot coffee reached his nose. Doug walked into the cafe and took a seat.

A women came over to take his order and he somehow managed to ask for a coffee.

The bell over the door rang and Doug turned his head to see a young couple – obviously in love – sit down a few tables over.

"Why'd you stay with me?"

Why had he stayed? Doug took a sip of his coffee and admitted to himself, he stayed because in the middle of it, he had fallen in love.