Well, here it is, finally, the last chapter. Thanks to everyone who favorited and replied, your responses mean so much.

Enjoy !

xXx

Coming out of the cave dressed in black swim trunks, Jag walked over to the blanket and placed his clothes on the pile where Jaina had left hers. Looking up, the sight in front of him took his breath away.

Jaina stood on the sand a few feet away. Her sun-kissed body was turned towards him in profile. She had her eyes closed and her head tipped towards the sun, a soft smile gracing her beautiful face. Her long dark hair, falling in waves down her back, was gently blowing in the warm afternoon breeze.

She was beautiful beyond words. It was more than her physical beauty; the way she looked just standing there, what she was wearing. Or not wearing, Jag thought with a smirk. He adored everything that made Jaina who she was; her stubbornness, her warmth and caring, her endless wit. Even her need to seemingly argue every point with him.

He loved her more every day, and he could never imagine a life without her.

Jag walked over to where she stood. She turned her head, her soft smile growing as he stepped up behind her. He leaned down and placed a slow, gentle kiss on her cheek, on the hinge of her jaw, and on the side of her neck as he slipped his arms around her slender waist. She wrapped her hands around his and leaned back against him, resting her head on his strong chest.

Jaina tipped her head up to look at Jag. His brow raised at the sparkle he saw in her brown eyes and he wondered what she could possibly be up to now. "Race you to the water," she said playfully.

Jag grinned and tipped his head in agreement. "No force cheating," he stipulated to which Jaina merely placed her hand to her chest in the patented Solo, who me? He placed one more kiss on her cheek-this one not so slow or gentle. "Yes, you," he laughed.

He released her and stepped to her side. "Ready? On one" She nodded. "Three…"

Hands by her side, totally relaxed, Jaina looked up at him as he started the countdown. "Good luck, flyboy," she said smirking.

"Thanks." Jag said with a slight grin. "Not going to need it though." Jaina shook her head and laughed at the smug overconfident tone evident in his voice.

"Two…"

"One!"

Neither moved.

They both regarded one other through narrowed eyes, each waiting for the tiniest twitch of movement that would give the other away.

It happened so quickly that Jaina barely had time to gather the force around herself to keep from falling. Jag's hand shot out, grabbing her by the elbow and tugging her slightly backwards as he ran for the water. Jaina hardly took the time to steady herself before she took off down the warm sand after him. Coming to the shoreline, Jaina stopped, pausing instead to admire the impressive view in front of her.

Four long strides had brought him to the water's edge and he dove in. He moved with a soldier's agility and a dancer's grace of fluid motion, his lithe agile movements accentuating every muscle in his lean, athletic body. Jag came out of the water like a merman of legend; his back arced and his head thrown back sending a crescent of water sailing over his head like a crystal halo. He settled back down in the waves and ran his fingers through his wet hair. Jaina watched, transfixed, as the water droplets ran down in rivulets along the well-defined muscles of his chest, and her fingers longed to trace a path of their own. His green eyes caught her gaze and danced mischievously at her. His low laugh sent tingles running up her spine.

Jaina dove in and swam to his side, her hands coming to rest on his chest as she stood up beside him. She tipped her head, capturing his lips in a slow kiss. Jaina pulled away slightly, slapping playfully on the shoulder.

"You said no cheating," she admonished.

"I said no force cheating." Jag said with a sly grin. "I said nothing about good, old-fashioned, mundane cheating."

She laughed. "You are such a scoundrel."

Jag's grin broadened. "And you love me all the more for it." He kissed her chastely on the nose before diving sideways into the clear, blue water and swimming away. Jaina watched him for a moment, then swam towards the rock jetty surrounding the lagoon to sit and wait for him.

She made her way out of the water and stretched out on the sun-warmed rocks. The cool water lapped at her toes as she dangled her feet into the ocean. She looked back towards the open water, searching for Jag. Stretching out with the force, she found him easily, gliding effortlessly through the water in her direction. Jag broke the surface with a smile on his face, supporting himself by resting his arms on the rocks at Jaina's hip.

"For someone who grew up on an ice planet, you sure do know how to swim well," Jaina remarked.

"That's not the only thing I do well," Jag replied enticingly.

"Really? And what other skills do you have to offer, Head of State Fel?"

"This," he whispered.

Jag pulled himself out of the water and sat on the rocks beside her. His palm cupped the side of her face, his thumb tracing along her cheekbone. Jaina's eyes fluttered shut as he slid his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her close. He kissed her gently along her neck and jaw line, then pressed his lips to hers in a soft, tender kiss. His tongue licked along her upper lip, seeking entry, and Jaina moaned and opened her mouth to him further. His fingers tangled in her hair as he deepened the kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth.

Fighting to rein in his desire, Jag slowed the passion, feathering his lips against hers as he pulled away breathlessly to look at her.

"Mmm." Jaina took a deep ragged breath as she rested her head on Jag's bare chest. She could hear the race of his heart beneath her ear, her own rapidly beating heart drowning out the sound of the surf crashing against the rocks around them.

Jaina raised her head, meeting Jag's dark, yearning gaze. "Very nice," she breathed coyly. "Is that the extent of you skills?"

"Oh, no." Jag voice was a deep, husky promise. "That's only the beginning."

Jag took both of Jaina's hands in his and stood, gently pulling her to her feet. "Come with me," he said, tipping his head in the direction of the waterfall. One of her hands still intertwined with his, they made their way carefully across the rocks.

The water tumbling off the towering cliffs above thundered louder and louder as they made their way along the jetty and closer to the rock face. Jag tightened his grip on Jaina's hand and motioned towards the waterfall in front of them. A mischievous wink was all the explanation that Jaina received for her quizzical glance.

Jag led them behind the waterfall, into the narrow corridor that had been carved into the stone from the force of the water as it came off the cliffs. The deafening roar of the torrent slowly grew into a quiet, soothing background noise as they made their way further along the damp, twisting tunnels. The lichen that lined the walls lit their way with a faint yellowish glow.

Jaina opened her mouth to tease Jag about his questionable sense of direction, but the quip died on her lips as the corridor opened up in front of them to reveal a small cave.

"Oh," she uttered instead.

A rainbow of colors flitted along the walls as the late afternoon sun sparkled through a second, smaller waterfall. Jaina looked down at her feet, the cool, hard dampness she had just been previously walking on had given way to a smooth, almost velvety material. A soft covering of moss stretched across the cave, giving the ground the appearance of a plush, green rug.

Jaina let go of Jag's hand and stepped further into the cave, spinning in a slow circle to fully admire the beauty surrounding her. She turned a stunned expression back toward Jag. "How…? When did you…? I thought you didn't…?"

A pair of strong arms around her waist and warm, moist lips pressed against hers in a slow, lingering kiss silenced any further questions that Jaina may have had.

"Jaina Solo at a loss for words. I doubted that was even possible." A sly, seductive smile slowly curled Jag's lips. "You should know by now that one way or another, I always get what I want," his soft breath whispered, "and right now, I want you."

He kissed her passionately, deeply, and lost himself in the scent of honeysuckle and lily's that surrounded her body. Soon kisses weren't enough. He needed to feel her in every way, and from her response, she felt the same way.

His fingers ran gradually through her hair as he caressed along her jaw line and neck with his lips. She shuddered against his touch, his name drifted off her lips in a soft moan as she pressed herself closer to his body, her breath warm against his bare chest.

A shiver went up his spine as Jaina's hands made their way slowly down his chest. Taunting. Tantalizing. Her nails skimmed across his hips and slid dangerously down the side of his thigh. His hands moved as well; slowly sliding along smooth, silky skin to the small of her back and continued downward.

Jag looked down at her, his eyes smoky with desire as he bent low and grasped her behind her knees, lifting her up. Her back arched against him as he crushed his mouth to hers hungrily, all restraint abandoned as he made his way across the small cavern and laid her gently down on the lush ground. Her body molding to his perfectly as he covered it with his own.

His mouth moved downward, tasting and pleasuring as he explored the delicate curves of her body. His hand skimmed delicately along her body, eliciting a small murmur of delight as his fingers deftly released the ties fastened at her hips.

Jaina closed her eyes against the passion and let her inner desires sweep her away. It was intoxicating, overwhelming. She looked into his eyes, feeling a connection to his very soul. Togetherness. Jaina pulled him closer, succumbing to him, uniting their essences into one.

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Jaina lifted her head off of Jag's chest, tucking a dark strand of disheveled hair behind her ear as glanced around the cave. The sun had long since set and the bright, twin full moons glimmered through the rushing water of the falls, casting twinkling starburst of light glittering off the cavern walls.

She looked down at Jag laying peacefully on his back beside her; the love of her life, her other half. The one who held her very soul. His eyes were closed and he had one arm tucked beneath his head, the fingers of his other hand running gently and smoothly up and down her back.

"We should do this more often," he said quietly.

"Oh, I think we should definitely do this more often," she quipped. She had known what he had really meant by his words, she could feel his love and devotion for her through their bond in the Force. She slid her hands around Jag's neck and tangled her fingers in his hair.

Jag laughed as he tightened his grip around Jaina's slim waist, eliciting a surprised yelp from her as he rolled them both over. He smiled, sweet and tender as he ran his finger lightly across her cheek.

"Well, yes, of course, this. There can never be too much of this." He leaned down and captured her lips in a slow, lingering kiss.