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I Would Do Anything For You	By : tj Category: +M through R > Real Adventures of Jonny Quest, The Views: 3344 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-I Would Do Anything For You
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
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Jonny made a beeline for his room the moment the door shut. He wanted to race to the end of the night so he could be alone with Jessie again and watch her face twist up in pleasure because of him. He loved his family, but everything else was just filler until he got some serious quality time with his girl.
He took the stairs since he was only three floors below Jess and knew that decreased the chance he would run into anyone he knew. Unfortunately, he knew way too many people at this hotel. Once in his room, he threw on a pair of well-worn jeans and rifled around in his bags for the black Ramones t-shirt that he knew she loved on him. Then he rushed back toward the elevator with a stupid grin on his face because he missed her already.
'One half of me is yours, the other half yours. Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, and so all yours.' he finished texting her as the doors opened.
"You're Jonny, right?"
"Hmm?" he looked up and saw three guys to his right wearing khakis and polos. "That'd be me," he offered, recognizing Tyler immediately and willing the elevator to go faster. He did not want to come down from his high yet.
"We're Jess' friends," Tyler smirked. "I'm Tyler," he announced and gave Jonny an assessing look, but never offered his hand.
'I knew this guy would be an asshole,' Jonny thought.
"So you actually agreed to not see your girlfriend for three months while she was off at college, man?" he scoffed.
Jonny raised an eyebrow, but gave no further indication that he heard the comment.
'I love the way your dick tastes,' came her responding text, which made Jonny laugh out loud.
"I mean more power to you, brother."
"I'm not your brother," he cut in.
"I guess I'm just more of a traditionalist. I could never do that," Tyler laughed.
"It's a good thing I'm not you than, brother," Jonny looked him dead in the eye. "It'd be fucking awkward if my girlfriend didn't like me." Thankfully, he was saved by the bell and did not have to wait around to hear a response. He could not get off the elevator faster.
"Hi handsome," she grabbed him before he could get very far.
"You need to stop sending me dirty texts," he said just loud enough for Tyler to hear.
"…but I want you inside me," she shot back without hesitation.
"You never stop surprising me," he laughed and then kissed her. He forgot about the outside world pretty quickly after that. "I'm so crazy about you."
"It's so mutual," she laughed. "Sorry to assault you," but she was not sorry at all. "I just wanted one more kiss before the full family reunion."
"You never need to apologize for that," he promised. "I thought we were only having dessert with your grandparents?"
"Oh how the dessert table has grown," she breathed dramatically. "Follow me, my love."
Jess was not exaggerating. Jonny felt like he was walking into a firing squad.
"Shit. Where are your grandparents?" he asked as they approached.
"They were too tired," Jessie told him.
"No one at that table likes me," he laughed a little uncomfortably.
"I like you enough for all of them," she sighed and linked her fingers with his. "Trust that."
He pulled her chair out for her, but she did not make it easy for him since she refused to let go of his hand. "Such a weirdo," he laughed and took a deep breath once he sat down.
"I'm Jonny," he immediately introduced himself to Jessie's other grandmother sitting directly across from him. "It's nice to finally meet you. Hi Estella," he nodded and hoped his tone did not betray his true feelings.
Around the table was Estella, her mother, Tyler, Theresa, Greyson, Brad and Addison. So basically everyone that thought he was not good enough for Jess.
"Tell me about yourself?" Jessie's grandmother asked Jonny.
"Well…I'm finishing up my senior year," Jonny started. "I plan to study Computer Science next year."
"Where?"
"Stanford, ma'am."
"That's quite far from Harvard, young man."
"Three thousand one hundred and thirty miles," he swallowed.
"Won't it be hard to sustain a relationship with that much distance?" she challenged.
"Your granddaughter is a lot of things," Jonny smiled. "Easy is not one of them, so I'm used to hard and wouldn't change that. We'll be fine." Jessie grinned ear-to-ear at that response and gave his hand a gentle squeeze.
"Most couples find lengthy separations insurmountable," she shook her head. "I speak from experience unfortunately. I would hate to see my granddaughter suffer the same fate."
"I'm sorry to hear that, but Jess and I have a pretty significant head start on most couples…"
"We do," she cut in and unlocked their fingers to place a reassuring hand on his leg. The ways she loved this man. "…and we'll be better than fine," she added.
"Will the two of you be continuing with your current arrangement?" Tyler asked.
"No," Jessie answered when she saw Jonny's jaw clench. "That will never happen again. Not even close."
"What can I get you folks tonight?" the waitress mercifully interrupted.
Once everyone had ordered and multiple conversations had started, Jessie rested her forehead on Jonny's shoulder with a sigh.
"Penny for your thoughts, baby? You look worried," he whispered.
"It's not that," she responded softly. "I'm just having a mild epiphany. I'll fill you in later."
"So Jonny…" her grandmother continued with the interrogation.

"You were SO amazing, Hotshot. I can't even…" she huffed with an impressed look.
"Should I be offended that you're so surprised?" he teased.
"I don't think anyone has ever made my grandmother giggle," Jessie continued with a flourish. They had managed to sneak away five minutes ago with encouragement from her grandmother, but did not go further than the patio again. Jonny did not want to waste the goodwill he had just spent an hour building. "Did you see my mother's face?" Jessie laughed. "You are a piece of work, Jonny Quest…and you are all mine. How did I get so lucky?"
"I'm the lucky one," he whispered.
"No…you're really not," she shot back. She had that look on her face again that he could not place and it was freaking him out.
"Why would you say something like that?" he asked and his heart rate doubled.
"Why do you look like you just completed a wind sprint?" Jessie asked, noting the change in his breathing.
"Why would you say something like that?" he asked again.
"Because I think it's true," she looked away for a moment. "You always…"
"Did something happen this semester that you haven't told me?" he interrupted.
"NO….how could you," but she stopped herself mid-question and closed her eyes to catch a breath. "This is why I think that, baby. Three months ago, that's not a thought that would've ever crossed your mind. The stupid fucking distance that I put between us created that doubt. I need you to know that I regret it," she apologized.
"I hated every moment of it," he admitted. "…but we survived it and I know we are stronger for it. You know, I was sitting in my room one day feeling sorry for myself, this was maybe two weeks into it," he clarified. "… and then I started thinking about military families that are forced to spend years apart and I realized it wasn't the end of the world."
"I agree with all of that," she smiled. "…but I still regret putting you in that position and I promise nothing like that will ever happen again. That was my epiphany by the way," she paused. "I have always known I was lucky to fall in love with my best friend and even luckier that he ended up being such a good person…but I think I've taken you for granted at times. You ALWAYS put me first, but I haven't always put you first. Being away from you has made me more aware than ever how essential you are to my happiness. You told me when we were out here earlier that the thought of losing me makes you feel unhinged. I really do feel the same way. You are the most important thing in my life," she professed.
"I love you," he whispered. "…but you're wrong about taking me for granted. You make me feel like I'm on top of the world daily."
"You are blinded by your blind love for me," she cut in.
"You are too goddamn hard on yourself," he shot back. "We're in this for the long haul, right?"
She kissed him sweetly in response.
"Then stop keeping count right now," he ordered. "Our relationship will never be perfectly balanced…at least I hope not. How fucking boring would that be?" he asked. "You put me first plenty, baby. No more questions about your semester," he promised. "For real this time. I meant it when I said I trusted you…I just have these moments of jealous insecurity where I temporarily forget."
"Me too," she mumbled.
"Think we'll ever get over it?" he laughed.
"I hope not…Every time I think I've reached my limit, I fall even more in love with you. I can't wait to show you just how much tonight."
"What exactly do you have planned for me?" he asked with excitement.
"Whatever you can dream up," she told him. "The week is yours, baby."
"I love it when you call me 'baby'," he admitted.
"When we get behind closed doors," she continued. "You will be calling the shots and you absolutely WILL NOT keep count," she used his words against him. "I will give you what you want. You are going to be selfish and you're not allowed to feel guilty about it. I don't care where we are or who we're with…just say the word and I'm yours any way you want me. And this has nothing to do with guilt before your mind goes there. This is me keeping my promise. I will always keep my promises to you, baby."
"Pinch me."
"If that's what you're into," she quipped.
"You know what I mean…"
"Give me your room key," she whispered.
"I've got that part covered," he grinned the way she loved. "Go say goodnight to your family and call me when you're ready. I'm gonna take a walk to cool off."
"Ok," she laughed. "Make sure you think about what you want."
"Like I could think of anything else right now…"

"Mom, Abuelita…I'm headed to bed. I need to get a full eight hours of sleep after the last few weeks."
"Me too," her peers still at the table quickly agreed.
"I'll walk with you," Tyler jumped up. "I'm ready to call it a night."
Jessie made her way toward the elevator with a roll of her eyes.
"Goodnight, sweetheart. Can we have breakfast tomorrow?" her mom asked.
"Absolutely," she turned around with a smile. "…but let's make it lunch. I want to sleep in."
"So Jonny seems like a nice guy," Tyler started as soon as they were alone.
"Don't," Jessie warned.
"What?"
"How many times and ways can I tell you that I'm not interested?" she asked.
"I've never been good at giving up?" he grinned as the elevator arrived.
"I don't find you charming, Tyler. I find you annoying as hell. Stop wasting your time."
"You're beautiful," he countered. "Especially when you're all fired up. I'd love to help you channel that fire."
"Shut up."
"Spend one night with me," he propositioned boldly and she laughed out loud.
"Stop embarrassing yourself. Call Theresa."
"She doesn't make me feel the way you do. I don't want her."
"I don't want you."
"I could convert you."
"Jonny's a black belt," she shot back.
"Karate," he laughed.
"…and Aikdo, Judo and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu," she added.
"So he could kick my ass?"
"I could kick your ass and I will if you keep bothering me," she seethed. "My POINT is that my man is a perfect physical specimen. Even if I took love out of the equation," she laughed again. "I would never give that body up for a night with you."
"I'd be worth it. Want references?"
"Oh my God," she yelled. "It's like talking to a two year old. Thank fucking Christ," she jumped off the elevator as soon as the doors opened. "Your room better be on this floor," she whipped around when she heard him behind her. "If you're following me, I will put you on the ground."
He faltered for a moment, but then took a determined breath. She stood her ground because she did not want him to know her room number.
"Ok," he put his hands in the air and pushed the down button. "I'm going, but I won't give up."
"Good luck with that, asshole."
Jessie was angry. She paced the full length of the hall before unlocking her room. She was angry that Jonny was right and angry at herself for letting Dr. Quest invite him in the first place. Her first instinct was to keep the altercation to herself. There was a huge part of her that thought telling Jonny would just create unnecessary drama. Piss him off for no good reason. She liked his possessive tendencies, but she had no desire to add to them. Unfortunately, the larger part of her knew it would be worse if he found out and it didn't come from her. She would not give Tyler the chance to blindside him. 'Fucking asshole,' she thought again.
She slowly pushed Tyler from her mind and let her anger fade as she got ready for Jonny, however. She showered, shaved, lotioned and could not stop thinking about what Jonny would ask for. She was getting excited just thinking about it. With those thoughts in mind, she pulled out her phone to call him. He picked up on the first ring.
"What are you wearing, baby?" he asked.
"A light green baby doll," she smiled. "It's new."
"I love you in green."
"I know."
"Sounds beautiful," he teased.
"Come see for yourself," she growled. Her heart leapt in her chest when she heard the knock on her door.
"Isn't that a little conspicuous," she giggled as she ran to the door.
"Wrong door, baby."
"What?" she asked as her eyes zeroed in on the door connecting to the next room. "Are you serious?" she laughed, whipping the door open and dropping the phone to the floor at the sight of him in nothing but boxer briefs. He looked her up and down with no shame and her skin burned along with the path of his stare. Then he dropped his phone unceremoniously too. "Are you seriously just next door?"
"Not exactly," he told her. "Technically the room is registered to Bradley James."
"You hacked the hotel and created a false identity?"
"For a beautiful cause," he looked her up and down again.
"Don't get caught," she warned.
"Don't make me laugh."
"So have you decided what you want?" she practically panted and pulled him into the room by the waistband of his boxers. He wasted no time in pushing her up against the wall and devouring her mouth.
"What I want and what I need are two very different animals," he told her in a low voice and the look he gave her set her entire body on fire.
“What do you want?” she exhaled and slipped both hands into his boxers, gripping his ass and yanking him forward to grind his erection against her stomach. He let her do it a few more times, but he was in control of the pace. “Tell me what you want,” she moaned as he gave her open mouthed kisses up her neck until he reached her ear.
“I want to take you long and slow until you’re begging me to let you come,” he whispered, slipping his hand under her negligée and pushing her thong aside.
“Jonny,” she moaned. She was trying to keep her focus on him, but it had been months since he touched her and at least six weeks since she touched herself. “I want you,” she cried out when his finger ghosted over her clit. “I want you so bad.”
“I know. You look so sexy right now,” he removed her thong and then pulled down the straps of her baby doll to get a full look at her tits. “They are perfect. I missed them almost as much as I missed you,” he worshipped and then bent down to worship them some more. He worked his tongue and teeth over each nipple until her knees gave out from the pleasure. “Jonny,” he caught her and lifted her up until her breasts were at eye level and then dove back in once her legs were securely around him.
“Baby,” she whimpered, reaching down to pull the negligée over her head. He laughed when she interrupted his intense focus in her enthusiasm to remove it and then he groaned when she unsuccessfully tried to remove his boxers with her feet. The effort she was expending to find more friction against him was causing her to break out in a sweat. She was so cute when she was frustrated. He decided to put her out of her misery.
He dropped her low enough then to send her head spinning with a deep kiss. It was not part of his original plan, but he could not resist grinding against her clit in a familiar rhythm as he continued to kiss her senseless.
“Oh God…,” she tore away from his demanding lips to try and catch a breath. His lips found a nipple again while she tried to slow her breathing. It was an awkward position, but he did not care. He sucked hard and kept his hips perfectly angled to keep her wanting more.
“Fuck…this reminds me of junior year,” she moaned. They did not start having sex until her senior year, but they had plenty of breathless moments with their clothes on her junior year. “What do you…what do you need?” she tried to refocus on her promise. He was making it so difficult to focus. “Jonny?”
“I’m working on it,” he lifted his head and breathed against her lips.
“Huh?” she was confused or possibly just too turned on to understand.
“I need to throw your legs over my shoulder and fuck you hard,” he confessed. “I won’t last long the first time.”
“Yes…do it,” she begged.
“I need to make sure you’re ready first,” he grazed her neck with his teeth.
“I’m ready,” she yelled. “I’ve been ready since I laid eyes on you.”
“I’ll be the judge of that,” he slipped a hand between them and pushed two fingers inside her.
“Ahh…see,” she urged, pushing against his fingers.
“I need a closer look,” he teased, moving his hands to her thighs and carrying her to the bed. He sat her on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs and kneeling between them.
“Yes," she moaned, dropping to her elbows and throwing her head back. “No…wait,” she forced herself back up, pulling his head up and slipping down between him and the bed. “Take what you need,” she ordered, slipping a hand in his boxers and gripping his dick. “Fuck me.”
“Trust me…I will,” he grunted, letting her pump his full length a few times before making his next move. Then he launched her back onto the bed and had his head between her legs before she knew what was happening. He latched on to her clit before she could start protesting.
“Mmm,” she tensed, gripping the back of his head and digging her heels into his back. The harder he sucked, the harder she pulled at his hair. “Let me move with you,” she begged, briefly moving her hands to cover his hands over her hips.
“No,” he growled right against her, inserting two fingers below his chin.
“Babe…Uh,” she arched her back, pulling at his hair again. “I love your tongue,” she gasped.
That familiar feeling started in her stomach and she got louder as it made its way down her body. Then it hit her like a freight train and the combination of his mouth and his fingers drove her over the edge. His name was the only word that left her mouth.
“You still with me, babe?” he kissed his way up her body until he was leaning over her. The boxers were finally gone so the only thing between them was his erection.
“Kiss me,” she always kissed him like her life depended on it after he went down on her. It turned him on every time. After a minute, she released his lips and started to crab crawl away from him.
“I’m not letting you get away,” he smiled
“I’m not trying to get away,” she gave him a sexy grin and then threw her legs over his right shoulder.
“Not here,” he launched her over his shoulder caveman style.
“Your bed rule is SO weird,” she giggled. “This isn’t our bed.”
“It is for the week,” he whispered, laying her down on the glass desk in the corner. He refused to fuck her in a bed he considered ‘theirs.’ He’d fuck her anywhere else though. She squirmed for a second at the coldness on her back, but refocused when he moaned at the sight of her laid out before him. His left hand held on to her waist and his right held her crossed ankles over his right shoulder.
“Get inside…Ha,” she cried out when he buried himself inside her with one quick thrust and a satisfied grunt.
“So soft and warm,” he mumbled into her calf and then set a demanding pace. Jessie knew she would not have another orgasm so quickly, but it was amazing to feel so filled by him again and she loved watching him get lost in his pleasure. “I love fucking you…I’m not gonna last long, baby. You’re so tight.”
“Give in to me,” she whispered. Nothing felt better than giving in to her. Except when she clenched her muscles around him while he was coming. He thought that felt pretty fucking good too.
“Goddamn,” he exhaled, spreading her legs so one was over each shoulder now. “I like this view,” he growled, staring down at where they were connected. He was spent, but still inside her and trying to catch his breath.
Then he leaned over to give her a quick kiss below the belly button. Then above. Breastbone. Neck. And finally already well-kissed lips. She liked it when he got a little rough, but loved it when he got all tender afterwards.
Lips again, pushing the hair out of her face. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered. “You’re my queen.” Then he guided her legs to his waist and carried her to the bathroom to clean up. He sat her on the counter and ran a wash cloth under warm water.
“Shower?” she asked.
“Later,” he responded quickly right against her lips. “You gave me what I needed. Now I’m gonna take what I want if you’re up for it,” he told her, gently washing between her thighs.
“I’m up for anything,” she nuzzled the side of his face, while he continued to wash her. It was so intimate. She could not imagine a world where she would feel this comfortable in her own skin around another man.
“You’re not sore?” he needed to clarify.
“I feel amazing, Jonny. Take me to bed.”
“I love you,” he professed right into her eyes as he carried her out of the bathroom. They have been together four years and three had passed since the first time he told her he was in love. He has told her every day since. Some days, more than once. Even so, she still has moments where she flashes back to the look on his face the first time. She will never forget it and it makes her feel like a wave of water has crashed over her when it happens.
“I love you more,” she kissed him. “I love you so much,” she whispered as he turned off the lights and crawled under the covers with her still wrapped around him. She closed her eyes and took a calming breath like she was about to get a massage when he kissed her forehead. A smile slowly formed on her face.
“When you smile at me like that, it makes me want to give you anything you want,” he confessed.
“That wasn’t our deal, baby.” She rolled to her side, tangling a leg between his and a hand in his hair. She saw his eyes go a shade darker and zero in on her lips. She smiled into his kiss. The way he was kissing her reminded Jessie of her sophomore year when they would kiss for an hour straight. He was alternating between innocent pecks and exploring the inside of her mouth. Once she felt him begin to stir against her leg, Jessie very deliberately tugged his hair at the roots and then grazed her fingertips down his neck and between their bodies until she reached his dick and gripped him firmly.
His kissing faltered when she picked up speed and he switched to breathing heavily into her neck. “No more games,” he heaved, capturing both her hands in his and rolling on top of her. He settled between her thighs and wrapped her arms around his neck. He waited until her eyes found his before he began to ease back inside her. “Please don’t…I need to see you,” he told her when her eyelids fluttered.
“Your bed rule is not weird,” she moaned and wrapped her legs around him too. She loved his bed rule when he was about to make love to her. They moved together slowly, but practiced. Like lovers. He knew what she liked and she knew what he needed. Time sped up. Or maybe it slowed down, she could not tell. “Love me,” she cried out when he changed angles and bit down lightly on her ear. She swiveled her hips to keep up with him.
“Doubt that the stars are fire,” he panted. “Doubt…ha. Doubt that the sun moves,” he buried his face in her neck and picked up his pace. He was close. She was closer. Nails were digging into his back and she was getting louder. “Something about truth being a liar…fuck. Look at me.” The noises that she made because of him were always his complete undoing.
Eyes met. Heartbeats were in sync. “Never doubt my love, baby. I would do anything for you.” Tunnel vision. He did not end up making her beg because he could not wait himself, but he did make her see stars.

"I'll say it again," she panted as he rolled off her. "You were SO amazing, Hotshot. I feel like I have no bones."
"You're incredible my muse," he curled back toward her and buried his nose in her hair. "I love you."
"I love you too. I'm not sure that I've ever been happier or more content than in this moment," she turned to look him right in the eyes and stroked the side of his face. "How tired are you?"
"You're gonna need to give me a few minutes to recharge, baby."
"Not what I meant…you could go again?"
"Yes…pretty much any time," he laughed. "You better take naps this week. I plan to take full advantage of my prize."
"Good," she propped herself up on one elbow and smiled down at him. "…but I was asking because I need to talk to you about a few things and wanted to know if you wanted to do it now or in the morning."
"The last time we had a serious conversation naked it didn't turn out well for me," he teased and then she slapped his chest playfully. "I'm kidding. Talk to me now, baby. I don't want to waste time talking in the morning."
"You've got a deal, stud. So…good news first or bad?" she hedged.
"Bad," he deciding, rolling onto his back and taking a deep breath.
"I'm telling you this only because you said that you needed to know," she started. "I think Tyler will flirt with me in front of you to get under your skin."
"Yeah…I had an annoying encounter with him in the elevator before dessert and came to the same conclusion."
"What did he say?"
"Just made an obnoxious comment about how he would never let his girl loose for three months."
"You hardly let me loose," she scoffed. "I dislike him more by the second. What did you say to him?"
"I basically ignored him. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of thinking he got to me."
"Did he?"
"Maybe for a second, but then you sent me a dirty text about my dick and I got over it," he smirked. "So what made you change your mind?" he wanted to know, especially when he saw her hesitant look. "Tell me."
"I had an annoying elevator encounter with him too when I left you on the patio," she admitted.
"What did he say?"
"He just hit on me."
"But what did he say to you?"
"It wasn't a big deal…"
"Just tell me what he said. Why bring it up if you're not going to be completely honest with me?"
"Stop getting frustrated, Jonny. It meant less than nothing. I only told you because you said you needed to mentally prepare yourself if he was going to do it in front of you. So just be prepared and don't give him any reaction. That's what he wants."
"I'll set him straight tomorrow," Jonny told her and then jumped out of bed and headed to the bathroom in the adjoining room. He was clearly pissed off.
She sat there stunned for a moment and then stalked after him.
"I didn't ask and don't need you to take care of it," she started angrily. "I already took care of it. I only told you as a courtesy. Do you tell me about every girl that makes a pass at you? I know you don't so stop being a hypocrite."
"That's not why I'm mad," he told her and then jumped in the shower without inviting her to join.
"You're being such a jerk right now," she yelled. When he gave her no response, she felt herself getting even more upset. "I don't want to fight tonight. Please?"
"Reset?" she called through the glass shower door after another minute passed with no response from him. 'Reset' was something they did when a conversation got off track and one, or both, of them was being unreasonable. They did not abuse it, but they always honored it. With such strong personalities in the mix, it has saved them from a big blow-up on more than one occasion.
He opened the door and she joined him immediately, wrapping her arms around his mid-section. "Why are you mad?" she asked softly.
"I didn't push you for details to stake my claim," he whispered and she could feel his heartbeat steady. "I don't need to know every detail of every pass made at you. I don't want to know honestly. It'd make me fucking irrational."
"So why did you push it?" she asked and then began washing his chest. She felt all of her defenses drop at his admission.
"I can do that myself?"
"I'm aware."
"Look at me?" he asked and waited until she did before continuing. "I know you. So do you think I don't know that whatever he said made you feel uncomfortable? It was written all over your face when you told me. That's why I'm pissed off and I want to know what he did to make you feel that way."
"I told him to stop more than once. I yelled. I even emasculated him and he didn't back down. Usually, I only need to do one of those things to shut it down. The guy gets the clue and moves on. And before you start yelling at me for not bringing this up before," she spoke a little louder to cut off his attempt to interrupt her and wrapped her arms around his neck to gently tugged at his hair because she knew it calmed him. "…tonight is the first time I've ever felt uncomfortable. He was never aggressive at school…just annoying."
"Aggressive?"
"Not physically," she clarified.
"I know. You would have put him down if that was the case. What was he saying?"
"He just kept asking me to spend the night with him. That he would change my mind if I gave him one night. It made my skin crawl."
"I'm sorry," he pulled her closer and she felt his entire body tense.
"Why are you apologizing?" she asked.
"I should have walked you to your room," he kissed her.
"Don't be ridiculous."
"Is it ridiculous to want to protect you from every single bad thing in the world?" he asked sarcastically, but she knew he meant it.
"Completely ridiculous," she laughed and kissed him again. "So…sleep or round three?"
"Sleep," he kissed her neck.
"Are you sure?" she teased. "Little Jonny is telling me another story."
"Don't call my dick, Little Jonny?" he asked with a chuckle and stepped back. "And I'm sure. I want you to rest up."
"Are we sleeping in my bed or Bradley's?"
"Yours. I'll meet you in there," he sent her off with a slap on the butt.

"So just promise me that you won't hit him?" Jessie asked as he crawled into bed beside her. "No matter what disgusting thing he says."
"Baby…"
"Don't 'baby' me," she sat up. "I'm so completely serious about this. I know there's nothing I can do to stop you from confronting him, but please don't let it get physical? Tyler will sue you and that could jeopardize Stanford. Then he wins. Tell me we are on the same page."
"Let's talk to him together," Jonny suggested.
"Really?" Jessie beamed and then curled into his side. She did not expect that.
"Really. We're at our best when we work together. Besides, you're right and I'm less likely to punch him in the face if you're there to remind me that it's a dumb idea."
"We are a great team, Hotshot. None of these interlopers stand a fighting chance."
"I can't wait until I get to do this every night," he kissed her forehead.
"That reminds me, I have a present for you," she sat up again.
"Ok, I'll stop playing hard to get if you have to have me again before going to bed," he joked.
She looked down at him ready to land another playful slap, but he looked so sexy she almost jumped his bones again.
"I'm tempted," she shook her head clear. "I really do have a present though," she reached into her bedside table and pulled out a wrapped package.
"What is it?" he sat up like an excited little kid.
"Just open it, fool."
Jonny tore through the paper and ripped open the box in record time. Inside was a letter, but he only needed to read the first sentence.
"Baby…" the breath left his body in a rush and his face lit up. When he looked up, she had tears in her eyes at his reaction.
"Are you happy?" she asked, but already knew the answer.
"Yes. Are you sure?" he needed to know.
"Yes…I'm ready to start making a life with you, Jonny Quest."
AN: Quote is Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice and Hamlet (paraphrased).
Other characters will become more prominent as the story progresses, but the beginning is very much focused on Jonny and Jessie to establish the dynamics of their relationship.
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