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Love is Strong	By : harry102 Category: +M through R > New Adventures of Jonny Quest, The Views: 8124 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“You should really get some sleep,” Jessie implored, trying her best not to sound like she was giving him a lecture.

“I can’t,” he sighed, continuing to pace the small stretch of path behind the lighthouse where they had retreated while everyone was back at the house catching up on sleep.

“At least sit down,” she tried again. “You need to be really on point tonight.”

“Don’t you think I know that,” he said a little harsher than intended. “I’m sorry,” he apologized immediately. “I didn’t mean to snap at you, I’m just…” and he let that statement hang. The silence between them spoke for itself.

“I’ll lay with you,” she offered sweetly and he couldn’t help but smile.

“I’m sure Race would love that,” Jonny scoffed sarcastically.

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” she ventured.

“You’re naiveté is adorable,” he teased. “Do you really think your father will ever allow us to get behind closed doors again for longer than a minute? I doubt he’ll even allow it after we’re married,” he laughed lightly.

“Please,” Jessie grinned from ear to ear and he couldn’t deny her.

“You’re gonna be the death of me woman,” he sighed, but she knew he wasn’t annoyed as she grabbed his hand and led him back to the house smiling the whole way.

It warmed her to the core that he could mention them being married with such ease. He had said it with such certainty even though he was just teasing. It made her feel so safe for a moment, amongst the many moments of dread she’d experienced in the last twelve hours and even the last twelve minutes.

“We should probably leave the door open,” he whispered a little nervously as they passed her father’s room.

She laughed a little to herself, but made sure the door was left wide open as they entered his room. 'He's so cute,' she thought to herself.

“Just so you know, this doesn’t count as me getting to fall asleep in your arms,” she breathed as they got comfortable with Jessie nestled up against his side. “Don’t you go thinking that your promise has been fulfilled or anything,” she smiled a little sadly as he stroked her hair lazily.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he whispered, kissing her forehead. “Talk to me?” he then asked softly, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to calm his thoughts in the silence of the room and knowing even more that she was right… he needed to sleep.

“Do you remember the moment you fell in love with me?” she asked quietly.

“Omnipresent,” he mumbled, clearly drifting off a bit. She knew it wouldn’t take much. He could barely focus when they were outside.

“I can’t remember either," she admitted. “So I’ve come to the conclusion that it must’ve been the moment we met. I remember having a strong reaction to you right away”, she grinned. “Admittedly, I’m sure it was mostly jealousy at the time because of the relationship you had with my father, but maybe my heart knew better all along because I fell into you almost immediately after that. I can remember clearly just always wanting to be with you because we had so much fun together. That’s never changed, actually. I remember hating it when I had to go visit my mother on one of her digs for more than a week too,” she laughed a little. “At first, it was because I thought you’d forget about me. Then, after a few years, I was just mad that I might be missing out on something fun,” she smiled. “Eventually, it was just that I missed you. I missed you so much that it scared me because I didn’t ever plan on needing someone so much,” she sighed, just taking a moment to listen to his deep breathing.

She knew he was asleep, but she kept talking anyway. “Why do you even argue with me, babe? You fell asleep in two minutes. We’ll save a lot of time in this life if you just listen to me from now on,” she grinned, and then just listened to his heartbeat for a few moments. It was so comforting and she was so warm wrapped up in his arms, but she knew she had to leave soon in order to avoid falling asleep. Even though her father was being reasonable, she didn’t wanna test his patience. Also, she was really hoping to get some time alone with Jordan to stand up to her mother once and for all.

With that thought, she carefully extracted herself from his embrace. On any other day, he would have been up like a flash upon her first move, but he was truly exhausted. ‘Thank God I got him to listen,’ she thought quickly, staring down at him fondly. A frown approached her face when she realized he was in a restless sleep, but she was still glad he was resting at all. She then covered him up quickly and went in search of her future ex-boyfriend.

‘This must be my lucky day,’ she thought ironically when she found him out by the lighthouse about ten minutes later. This was not something she wanted to do in a house full of people. "I hope my luck continues," she whispered to herself softly as she approached him.

“What are you doing out here?” she tried to ask casually.

“I could ask you the same thing,” he started off bitterly. “Didn’t think you’d be able to tear yourself away from your best friend for your boyfriend or anything. I know that’s a lot to ask,” he finished sarcastically.

“He’s more than just my best friend and you know that,” she said in mild annoyance at his tone, still angry at the way he had treated her the previous evening. “…and you and I have never been anything more than glorified puppets in our mothers’ wildest dreams. You know that too, Jordan. You're a smart man. We’ve never really connected. We’ve never had sex. Hell, we’ve barely even kissed after months of dating,” she sighed and he rolled his eyes. “I know you didn’t find that normal, and I’m sure your past relationships have not been similar.”

“Yeah,” he retorted. “I may have noticed that. I like the whole good girl thing, but I think you take it to a new and ridiculous level.”

“Don’t get all high and mighty on me,” she started quickly. “I’ve never even remotely led you on. How could you think we were together for real? That’s ridiculous. I thought we had some weird little understanding going. YES, I probably should’ve corrected you when you started walking around like we were then next IT couple without ever consulting me on it, but…”

“I thought we had an understanding too,” he interrupted. “…that we were together for the long haul…”

“Explain to me how you could think that?” she yelled and then changed gears. “Look, this is getting us nowhere. At this point, it’s irrelevant who believed what. The only thing that matters is that I can’t pretend anymore. I can’t keep dating you to make my mother happy or to keep other men and my true feelings at bay. It’s not fair to anyone.”

“How could you do that me,” he screamed, angrier than she’d ever seem him. “I loved you.”

“Why?” she challenged.

“What?” he asked confused.

“Why did you love me?” she clarified.

“I just did,” he breathed. “And I think it’s really shitty what you’ve done.”

“Like I said,” she whispered. “Don’t get all high and mighty on me. We both know you’re just blowing up because I’ve bruised your massive ego…NOT because you love me and NOT because you've ever loved me. You just like the way we look together and the connections I can bring you. That’s not the foundation of a real relationship, Jordan. That’s a business deal. You’ve been using me as a pawn, and I’ve been letting you. I didn’t care that you were using me because I was using too so I could get my mother off my back. That was our understanding” she breathed heavily. She wasn’t about to admit that she had hoped for a time to start feeling something for him because she knew that was never something she outwardly conveyed. “If you ever truly thought otherwise,” she hesitated and had trouble not rolling her eyes. “… then I’m truly sorry, but it would take a lot for me to believe that since you've been banging other girls behind my back the entire time you've claimed to be falling in love with me.”

“What are you talking about?” he asked unconvincingly, clearly caught off guard while his focus had been set on playing victim.

“What do you take me for?” she laughed. “Do you honestly think I believed you to be…well practically a monk….for the last few months? I didn’t care that you were with other girls because I knew I’d get less pressure from you as a result. I let myself ignore it, but that’s not really me…to do something like that. That’s the farthest thing from me actually…and I could never be with someone who makes me lose myself.”

“That’s a little dramatic,” he scoffed.

“I wasn’t blaming you for it,” she realized. “A lot of it has been my fault…maybe even all of it has been. I should’ve never allowed things to get this far and I’m sorry for that, but I know I’ve never done anything to make you think I could love you back,” she reiterated, wanting to believe it with no doubts. “I couldn’t fake that if I wanted to. You see me as a prize and think that you deserve a roll in bed just for the time you’ve put in. You’ve probably gotten every girl you’ve ever wanted, so it drives you crazy that I don’t want you,” she yelled, again realizing that it was getting her nowhere. “You never had a fair shot if it makes you feel better,” she sighed.

“No shit,” he replied sarcastically. “I woulda had you under me and begging for more in less than a week if you’d given me even half a chance.”

“Wow,” she whispered, letting any guilty feelings depart. “You really are something.”

“Too bad you’ll never know,” he smiled. “I give you permission to dream about it though.”

“Thanks,” she grinned with faux sincerity. “If the last few hours are any indication, however, I’m confident Jonny will be able to handle ALL of my needs from now on,” she threw in his face.

“Wow,” he whispered bitterly. “The Ice Princess can be fucked. I may even need to go congratulate Mr. Quest. I’d love to know the secret to getting in your pants for future reference,” he said in awe. “I can’t deny how beautiful you are. I still wanna take you to bed,” he said obnoxiously. She knew he was just trying to get under her skin because he was angry now.

“Shut up, Jordan. Why do you have to be such a dick about this?” she asked. “I think it’s pretty clear that neither of us likes the other enough to make any real sacrifices, so stop pretending like I’m this monster that ripped out your heart because I’m not gonna feel guilty anymore. I don’t owe you anything for a two-month quasi-relationship. Please just go home. You never should have come here and I never should have allowed you to stay.”

“You’re such a stupid fucking bitch,” he seethed. “Don’t you know that any girl at that school would kill to be in your shoes?”

“Well now they’ll all have a shot,” she said calmly. “Please leave my house. My mom’s no longer here, so there’s no reason for you to stay,” she breathed. “I’m sure Dr. Quest would be willing to send you guys home on the jet.”

“This is not your house,” he started.

“It most certainly is,” Dr. Quest then interrupted and Jessie’s face turned scarlet at the thought of how long he had been standing there. “And you’d do well to never speak to her that way again…particularly on these grounds,” he emphasized.

“I’m sorry,” Jordan apologized quickly, clearly for Dr. Quest’s benefit alone.

“You should be,” Dr. Quest stared him down. “Please go pack your things. I’ll arrange for you to get home.”

“Thanks,” he said meekly, walking away like a dog with his tail between his legs.

“Why are you letting him talk to you like that?” Dr. Quest asked softly once Jordan was out of earshot.

“You sound like your son,” she smiled genuinely.

“Well, I think his intelligence is too often short-changed,” Dr. Quest grinned.

“I agree,” she laughed. “Thank you,” she then sobered, hugging him close.

“Of course,” he pulled back slowly. “Come help me with an experiment while he packs.”

“Sounds great,” she breathed

“…and tell me more about you and my son,” he added quickly.

“Naturally,” she laughed as they ascended the lighthouse stairs.

“So how did all this come about?” he started.

“I think it was always there,” she smiled. “We were just both afraid to admit it for a lot of reasons.”

“Well, I’m glad you did,” Dr. Quest smiled. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen my son happier than he was this morning telling me about you.”

It made Jessie feel on top of the world that Dr. Quest thought that, knowing everything else her best friend was currently going through.

“I’ve never been happier either,” she beamed, wanting him to know that she felt exactly the same way about his son. “He’s the best thing that’s every happened to me.”

“I think the two of you are perfect together. You compliment each other,” he smiled a little sadly. “You remind me so much of my Rachael,” he said slowly.

“Thank you,” she whispered haltingly, shocked by his words. She wanted to say more, but couldn’t make her mouth move no matter how hard she tried. He had never said anything like that to her before.

“Anyway,” he moved to change the subject quickly. “Do you have some time to help me with a few things or would you rather help Jordan pack,” he teased.

“I’d definitely rather hang with you,” she laughed.

“Great. Please read over this report to get caught up,” he requested, handing her a small packet. “I’d like to get your thoughts. Take some time while I make sure our guests are arranged to get home safely.”

“Thank you,” she smiled again.

“Anything for you,” he winked.

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About an hour later, Race was up and in search of his daughter. A little catnap did wonders for his reasonableness gene. He was starting to get worried when he couldn’t find her anywhere in the house, however, and eventually ended up at the one place he dreaded finding her the most… Jonny’s bedroom door. The door was just barely shut over, so his ‘let’s be rational’ gene tried to tell him that nothing inappropriate could be going on. Yet, his heart was still beating wildly as he inappropriately, but uncontrollably, entered the room without knocking.
He realized almost immediately that Jessie wasn’t in the room, but something about the way Jonny was laying made him approach. As he got closer, he realized that the kid was all twisted up in his own blankets and completely drenched in sweat.

“STOP,” he then called out in his sleep and shifted a bit. “DON’T,” he yelled. “MMM…DON’T.”

“Kiddo,” Race whispered, trying to wake him slowly. “Jonny.”

“GET AWAY,” he screamed.

“Jonny,” Race called out more firmly, gripping his shoulder.

“HA,” Jonny yelped, jumping up and grabbing Race by the neck on instinct from the shock of being woken so suddenly.

Completely unprepared for Jonny’s reaction, Race quickly found himself beneath the young man, who was dripping with sweat and appeared, if he didn’t know any better, frightened.

“Sorry,” Jonny quickly recovered once fully awake, jumping off his mentor. “Sorry,” he repeated, backing away and leaning against his wall. “I didn’t mean to. You just scared me.”

“It’s alright,” Race started slowly, getting to his feet. “It’s good to know that your reflexes are so quick if you’re gonna be sleeping with my daughter,” he then added a little sarcastically.

“Right,” Jonny sighed, unsure of how to take that comment and still distracted by his dream. “What’s up?”

“I was just looking for my daughter,” he admitted.

“I haven’t seen her in a while,” Jonny answered honestly, thankful that Jessie wasn’t still lying with him. He was beginning to catch his breath when he was caught off guard again.

“What the hell were you dreaming about?” Race asked, genuinely concerned and recalling that the way he was acting earlier didn’t completely add up to the ‘I slept with your daughter’ confession.

“I don’t remember,” Jonny replied quickly, avoiding eye contact. “I don’t think I was even dreaming.”

“Hey,” Jessie then interrupted. “I was just coming to wake you,” she said slowly, taking in her father’s presence and her boyfriend’s appearance. “You ok?” she asked Jonny quietly.

“Fine,” he lied. “I was just working out earlier and fell asleep. I’m gonna grab a shower,” he then announced, walking away before getting a response.

“What happened?” Jessie turned to her father, trying really hard not to sound like she was accusing him of anything.

“You know as much as I do,” Race shrugged. “He was obviously having a pretty intense nightmare when I walked in, but didn’t wanna admit it for some reason. He was drenched in sweat.”

“I’m sure he’s fine,” she breathed, knowing exactly what he was dreaming about. “Probably just embarrassed that you walked in,” she added lightly, leading her father out of the room.

“It’s not like I haven’t seen it before,” Race reasoned, remembering how Jonny would literally wake up screaming when he was younger.

“Yeah,” Jessie agreed. “…but that was a long time ago.”

“I guess it was,” Race sighed. “You kids grew up on me when I wasn’t looking. I was just looking for you…”

“…in Jonny’s room,” she interrupted and he just shrugged. “Dad…I’m not you…Christ” she joked, but was half serious. She wanted him to see that he was being hypocritical given his bedroom record.

“Yeah…but I bet he is,” Race retorted.

“Only the good parts,” she grinned sweetly, kissing him on the cheek and then leaving him to ponder what she exactly meant by that.

She had stopped off in Jonny’s room when she noticed the door was more open than she had left it, but her real reason for heading back to the house was to find Hadji. She’d already had a heart to heart with all of her other boys that day and didn’t wanna leave him out. She knocked softly upon reaching his door, not wanting to disturb him if he was resting.

True to form, Hadji answered on the first knock.

“Jessie,” he smiled. “Come in. I was hoping to catch up with you soon. When your father told me that you headed home early, I hoped it was to do what we discussed.”

“It was,” she grinned.

“I’ll assume it went well based on that smile,” he observed.

“It was perfect,” she hugged him, allowing herself another brief moment of uninterrupted happiness. “Thank you for giving me the little push I needed.”

“That’s what I’m here for,” he shrugged. “Sit and tell me everything.”

She did, except for the minor ‘Rachael Quest is alive’ detail. She hoped he couldn’t tell that she was holding something back, but wished even more that she could just get his advice. He was always so level headed no matter what the situation and she felt like a little of that could go a long way in the emotionally charged atmosphere her and Jonny were currently cohabitating.

“Well,” he grinned. “I can’t wait to see my brother. He must be on cloud nine…what?” he suddenly asked, noticing her expression upon his comment.

She wasn’t able to hide it, but quickly recovered.

“It’s my dad,” she said a little out of breath. “He expected all this apparently, but isn’t handling all the…realities…of a relationship so well,” she hesitated, knowing that Hadji would understand what she was trying to say. “Dr. Quest has been wonderful though,” she smiled, recalling the sweet conversation they had in the lighthouse.

“I see,” he nodded. “You may be his little girl, but Race is a realist above all, Jessie. He will come to accept it more quickly than you expect.”

“I know you’re right,” she sighed. “…I would just hate it so much if their relationship changed because of me. I know it means so much to both of them even if they won’t admit it.”

“Even if it does,” Hadji smiled. “They will get it back. I have no doubt about that. Your father is a reasonable man…it just takes him a little longer to get there when you’re involved…perfectly natural.”

“You always make things seem so simple,” Jessie laughed.

“Most things are,” he grinned. “People just can’t filter emotions out of the way and get to reason…in a reasonable amount of time anyway, as it were….meditation, my friend. When will you and Jonny start listening to me?”

“We always listen, Hadj. We just don’t understand what the hell you're saying half the time,” Jonny joked from the door.

“Hey,” Hadji smiled, jumping up from his bed to embrace his brother. “It’s good to see you.”

“You too, man. I’ve missed you,” Jonny agreed, giving Jessie a reassuring smile over Hadji’s shoulder.

“So Jessie has informed me that the two of you have finally stopped ignoring the inevitable,” he slapped his brother on the back as they both made their way back to the bed.

“It was all those damn emotions that slowed us down. I think my filter has just been broken for years,” he joked again, sitting next to Jessie and grabbing her hand instinctively.

“Well all that matters is the present,” he replied.

“I agree,” Jonny said in a tone that Jessie knew conveyed more than just their present conversation.

“How bout we hit up Questworld?” Jessie suggested, hoping to continue Jonny’s distraction for a few more hours and lighten his mood. “It’s been too long since the three of us have been together. I can’t have you guys forgetting how much I dominate.”

“It’s on,” Jonny immediately responded. “You’re going down, Red.”

“I’m shaking. Let’s go,” she laughed, pulling them both off the bed.

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“I love you,” she whispered in his ear, after wrapping her arms around him from behind. They were out behind the lighthouse after two hours of intense Questworld play. The sun was setting and Jonny's eyes were glued to it like it was the most interesting thing in the world. She could feel the pace of his heart quicken through their embrace. Everyone else was back in the house and she was glad to get a few moments alone with him and away from prying eyes. She knew this would be the last opportunity she'd really get before everything got crazy.
Instead of answering, Jonny just turned around in her arms and began kissing her slowly. He wanted to savor every second, bringing his hand up to caress her face as he deepened the kiss. He also knew this might be their last chance to act like normal teenagers in love for a while, so he pushed her up against the lighthouse intent on making it count.

"Jonny," she moaned softly, when he moved on to suck the soft spot behind her ear. "We can't..."

"Don't," he interrupted huskily, lifting her up to wrap her legs around his waist and pressing as close to her as possible. "Don't tell me to stop," he whispered, kissing her again and slyly moving his hands to the top button of her jeans. Too focused on his distracting mouth, she had stopped paying attention to his hands until he had pulled down her zipper and slipped them inside to carress her.

"Jonny," she called out, both startled and breathless.

The tone of her voice made him stop immediately. He knew that she didn't really want him to stop, but still wanted him to stop.

"I'm sorry...," he started.

"I didn't say no" she interrupted coyly. "...just not out in the open," she grinned.

He had fully expected her to tell him 'We can't do this,' so, at her words, he quickly carried her back inside the lighthouse, careful not to be seen.

Once behind closed doors, Jonny made quick work of her shirt and bra, throwing them to the floor with little concern and lifting her up slightly so he could lavish her nipples with attention.

"Ha," she moaned in appreciation, gripping the back of his head. She didn't let him linger long, however, not wanting to chance interruption before she could feel him inside her again. At the first opportunity he allowed, she pulled his head back up to her lips and kissed him deeply, removing his shirt soon after. She loved the feeling of his strong chest against her sensitive breasts, but needed more.

"Get inside me," she then whispered without pretense, nibbling on his ear and giggling at his reaction to her words.

Before she could blink, he had her pants pulled down just low enough and his quickly followed. It breifly occurred to him in that moment that for the few times they'd done this it hadn't been very romantic for the majority. However, he put that thought out of his mind immediately when she began guiding him to her entrance. He would make it up to her later.

"What did I ever do to deserve you," he groaned, pushing deep inside her with one thrust.

"Mmm," she whimpered, biting her lip and putting her entire focus on the movement of their hips.

"You feel so...incredible," he panted into the hollow of her neck, gripping the sides of her legs tightly. It was the only leverage he could manage, with the effort he was putting into their love making, without completely slamming her against the wall. As much as he wanted to do that, he wouldn't risk hurting her for anything.

"Fa...," she mumbled, distracted when he dipped down to begin sucking on her breasts again. "Faster," she finally chocked out. She'd gladly have this last forever with him, but knew it needed to be a quickie in every sense of the word.

He complied with her request, like she knew he would, placing one hand at the small of her back to protect her and the other against the wall beside her head. She wrapped her legs around him even tighter to prepare for the onslaught of pleasure she was about to experience and he didn't disappoint in the least.

She felt a shockwave go through her body every time he buried himslef inside her to the hilt, but then he would pull all the way out and it felt to her like it took him forever to come back, even though he was moving in and out of her faster than she had even intended. She just couldn't get enough of him. She'd never get enough of him and that thought sent her over the edge.

"Ha...I love you," she screamed and he was right there with her. This was the first time in their short history that they were totally in sync while climaxing and it was indescribable.

"Yes," she sighed slowly, digging her hands into his shoulders and rolling her hips as best she could to make it just as good for him. "You're amazing," she moaned without thinking. Jonny just grunted in response and placed both hands on either side of her head to push into her one last time.

"Oh my God," he breathed heavily into her ear, coming harder than he ever had before as her walls clenched down on him for the final time. Then he dropped his head to catch his breath and pepper her neck with soft open mouth kisses.

"You can say that again," she grinned, her legs shaking from all the intensity. Then she felt him bring his hands back down to her legs to help relieve the pressure. She smiled against his cheek in response. "Come here," she whispered, pulling his head up to kiss him gently and look into his eyes.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, closing his eyes and leaning his forehead against hers. "I'm sorry," he repeated as he felt her hands come around to cup his face.

"Don't ever apologize," she whispered back. "I'll gladly be your distraction from everything on any day of the week and any second of the day," she promised, kissing him again. He was still dazed and it made her grin. "You were right earlier though," she sobered a little. "My dad's gonna be watching us like a hawk for a while. We'll need to be more discrete."

"...and making love against the lighthouse," he started with a smile.

"...would be exciting and something I definitely want to experience with you some day," she finished with a smile of her own. "...but I think it may have to wait."

"I can handle that," he grinned, pulling her tighter into his embrace and sighing.

"...not that I'm complaining about what just occurred inside the lighthouse," she clarified with a giggle and saw him smile sadly. It was like a knife through her heart every time she saw that smile. He had come down from their high and was trying to be brave again...trying to protect her. All she could do was pull him closer, but it wasn't enough. "Tell me," she then breathed into his ear.

It took him more than a minute to answer. "I'm so scared," he finally admitted quietly.

"Don't be," she reassured confidently, hoping to reassure herself in the process. "I'll be with you every step of the way. We'll take care of this together, babe. Then we're gonna come home and have the best Christmas of our lives."

"I was dreaming about my mother earlier," he confided slowly and in a monotone voice.

"I know," she sympathized, kissing his shoulder and rubbing the back of his head.

"No," he interrupted solemnly. "...you don't know. I was dreaming about my mother and then everything changed. I've been having this dream forever and this was the first time it's ever changed. It was normal to start and then all of a sudden...I was my father... and you," he hesitated and tightened his embrace again. "...and we had a daughter. She looked just like you...there was so much blood," he breathed heavily.

Even though it was just a dream, and an awful one at that, the idea of them as a family and with a child made Jessie very aware of all she stood to lose and very aware that the man she loved more than anything was still comfortably inside her. She wanted to stay like this longer than they could.

"I love you...please don't do this to yourself," she hugged him close. "With everything go on, it makes perfect sense that you'd have a dream like that. It doesn't mean anything. It's not a warning or a foreshadowing. It's just your brain trying to process your fear. Everything is going to be fine."

"You sound so sure," he marveled.

"When have I ever let anything get in my way when I've wanted something?" she smiled. "...and I want you more than anything," she added. "I want you for a whole lifetime."

"Well I've never been able to deny you anything," he laughed, kissing her softly. "Thank you for making me feel better."

"It's my job," she shrugged. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

"KIDS...DINNER...LET'S GO," they then heard Race's voice booming over the intercom.

"Oh shit that scared me," Jonny sighed and Jessie agreed as they let go of each other and made themselves look presentable again.

"You ready?" she then asked.

"I am," he said confidently. In less than twelve hours he fully intended to walk back into that house with the two women who meant more to him than anything.
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