The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream
I'm happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything

The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love

Etta James:- The Very Thought of You

Shawn could have sworn that he was living in some kind of daydream right now.

Sure, it might seem foolish to believe in such things, but while Juliet was by his side, things were finally going his way for once. He was really looking forward to tonight. She was just as invested in pissing off her husband as he was and he knew that crashing a fancy party was just the way to do it. It was nothing less than the stupid, foolish idiot deserved Shawn mused as the pair made their way to the restaurant for lunch. How could a guy marry such a stunning woman like Juliet and then gratuitously ignore her for two years like he had?

Was he blind or just a little slow? Maybe he was both.

How could he not see how passionate she was, how amazing she was? Her emotions were worn on her sleeve, so very easy to see and even easier to hurt. That was why he was being so careful around her, especially when it came to being intimate. He wanted her to make the first move and she did, kissing him like she had in the street. She could certainly kiss, he smirked to himself. She had reduced him to a pile of unmanly go with those soft lips. All he wanted to do for the rest of the day was kiss her senseless but he had a feeling she might protest if he tried. She was just waiting for an opportunity to flourish into an amazing woman and her husband had missed his chance to help her.

The dude must have some serious issues. He himself was curious now as to what Jonathon was like up close and tonight was going to be the perfect opportunity to find that out.

They made it downstairs without much incident because in the eyes of everyone they came into contact with, they were just a regular happy couple going to lunch together. As Juliet walked, her arm linked through Shawn's, she suddenly caught sight of their reflection in one of the large shiny panes of glass that lined the hallway and led to the entrance of the restaurant. Shawn was smiling and so was she. Juliet hadn't realized how happy she looked now. Her face was bright and alive with emotions she didn't know she could even feel any more.

Shawn looked delightfully boyish as he always did, giving off a genuine sort of charm that could make everyone he came into contact with, swoon at his feet. They looked like any young couple should. Happy and devoted to each other. She also caught a glimpse of her wedding ring, still glinting on her finger like some kind of beacon to remind her of her old life.

She frowned at it and he noticed immediately that she wasn't smiling anymore. "Jules? You alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," she nodded, slipping the ring off quietly and dropping it into her pocket. "I'm brilliant actually," she leaned her head on his shoulder and Shawn brushed his thumb gently over where the ring had once been on her finger. She could see him shooting her worried looks and she smiled, nudging him as they walked towards a free table. "Stop looking at me like I'm going to run off. I'm fine Shawn. It's been a long time coming and I don't even know why I was still wearing it," she kissed his cheek reassuringly.

"Okay then, as long as you're happy Jules, I'm happy." He handed her a menu before picking up his own, giving her a long stare of happiness as she tried not to get too distracted by his eyes. It didn't work and they ended up kissing again before finally ordering.

They didn't get anything too fancy or heavy, because Shawn warned her that it wouldn't be a good idea for what he had planned that afternoon. Curious as ever, Juliet had tried valiantly to get him to spill his little secret, but Shawn was tight lipped the whole way through the meal. He found it very difficult to say no to her when she was fluttering her eyelashes and asking him in such a seductively arousing voice to try and get him to talk. But he held strong and said nothing about his plans. She already knew about crashing the party and about Caesar's Palace. He wasn't going to tell all about the Carnival on top of that.

He laughed at her fruitless attempts to get him to spill his secret, everything from pouting softly at him- which he will admit, got him a little hot under the collar- to stealing food from his plate when he wasn't looking. She was certainly enjoying her little game, he would give her that.

She had no discernible idea just how irresistible she was to him. The way she moved, talked and acted. How she savored every little mouthful of her food with a little hum of appreciation. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was an enigma wrapped in a little blond riddle. So seemingly simple and yet so frustratingly complex at the same time. She both confused and delighted him at every turn, her kisses setting him on fire and her conversation pulling him in until he felt like he was falling.

Juliet was across the table thinking much along the same lines as he was, her chin resting on her hand as she listened to him talk about something. He could make her laugh with just an expression, bringing forth a barrage of emotions that she'd forgotten how to feel. How could one man do all that anyway? It astounded her sometimes how deep he could be when he wasn't even trying.

When they'd finally finished lunch and their drinks, Shawn paid the waiter and they both stretched languidly before heading for the doorway. Now was a good a time as ever to hit the road and head to today's real entertainment. Shopping was only the beginning, Shawn mused with a secretive grin.

They both sent matching waves to Kelly from across the room, although Shawn's was a little bit more cautious than Juliet's. The tiny whirlwind of a woman gave Juliet a big thumbs up when Shawn wasn't looking, winking suggestively and making kissy faces behind his back while she fluttered her eyelashes. Juliet had blushed brightly and bit back a grin when Shawn turned back around to look at her in confusion. "Did you say something Jules?" he asked, having heard her sniggering but completely unaware what it was about.

"Nothing what so ever," she'd smiled, tugging him away and waving goodbye to Kelly as she did. It was true, she hadn't technically said any words at all. He raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing a word of it, but she just pushed him forward towards the doors again. "Come on Spencer, I want to see my surprise!"

"You-" he whirled around to step in front of her and she collided with his chest, her palms flat against him as she looked up. "Are incorrigible, Juliet," he finished, tilting her head up and capturing her lips with his own. They must have gotten a little distracted with the kiss, because the doorman eventually had to clear his throat loudly to get them to stop.

They pulled away, Shawn throwing the man a dirty look as they took their helmets from the stand near the door where they'd left them and walked outside. "Well he won't be getting any more tips from me. I was enjoying that..." He grumbled, swinging his helmet up and over his head. Juliet smiled, patting his shoulder.

"Shawn, be nice." He pouted. "He's probably just jealous because he's been standing there all alone for most of the day," she teased as she put her own helmet on, tucking her hair behind her ears and then under her new jacket. Shawn flicked her visor down with a laugh, while she punched his shoulder lightly for cutting her off when she was about to talk. She sat comfortably on the back of the bike now, curled around him as he revved the engine.

It felt completely natural this time around as she cuddled against him.

He took off quickly, cutting through the lighter traffic of the afternoon with ease. Now that everyone had gotten where they were going, there were a lot fewer cars to slow them down this time around. He weaved backwards and forwards, down side streets and main roads with never even a tiny hint of where they were going revealed by billboards or by nearby sights. She couldn't for the life of her think what they were going to be doing. Juliet was utterly, well and truly confused by the time they were only a few minutes walk away from their destination and Shawn had stopped the bike. The pair dismounted easily, tucking their helmets away next to the bike so they couldn't really be seen.

The very first thing that Juliet could hear when she took off her helmet was lighthearted, bouncy music floating through the air in the distance and as she flattened her hair again with her fingers, she caught sight of a Ferris Wheel away to the far right of her vision. When it dawned on her just where they were, she almost exploded with excitement, barely resisting the urge to jump up and down on the spot.

A Carnival! He'd brought her to a Carnival?

She hadn't been to one since she had been a child and she could still remember the smell of the cotton candy, the screams of joy as she and her brothers ran through throngs of people to get the rides and standing on her tip-toes so she could get on the bigger ones. Most of which she was sick after, she recalled with a grin. She and the boys had eaten their weight in Carnival food and she was pretty sure she had to take the next day off school because her mother had been worried that she'd had food poisoning. She didn't. She'd just eaten too much and it was one of the best memories she had of her childhood; mainly because her father wasn't in it. But she pushed him from her mind easily when Shawn took her hand. She realized she'd been staring at the Ferris Wheel in the distance, open mouthed and had yet to say anything about it.

He looked worried, obviously concerned that she didn't like his surprise. "Shawn, I could kiss you!" she laughed. "So I think I will," with that she wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and pulled him down for a searing kiss, pouring all of her thanks into it. She wanted him to know just what this meant to her and she didn't think mere words could say something the way a kiss did.

He looked a little dazed when she pulled away, a lax smile spreading over his face like the cat who got the cream. Throwing his arm over her shoulder, he turned her and led her in the direction of the entrance, while she curled her arm around his back to get even closer. It was safe to say that she would never have guessed her surprise in a million years. It was just... Out of this world.

He led her inside, through a large brightly painted archway and then out into the open air again when they'd paid for their admission. All the usual smells of a Carnival hit them all at once, which was a treat for the senses. Cotton candy, burgers being fried in the open air with onions and fries. Children and adults were crowded inside, milling around in lines for the rides and the food alike. Juliet inhaled deeply, her stomach already grumbling even though she'd just eaten lunch.

She was glad now that Shawn had insisted she get something light to eat. It wouldn't take her long before she was getting something delicious from the stalls around her.

Over the course of the afternoon, Juliet and Shawn had enough fun to last them both a lifetime- and then some. Shawn made absolutely sure that Juliet went on every single ride with him. From the massive roller coaster at the very back -which they ended up riding twice in a row- to even the ghost train, with it's creepy paintings and hanging skeletons; Shawn made sure she was on it at least once. He must have spent a fortune on the rides alone, but never once did he mention it because seeing Juliet enjoying herself was far more important to him than money.

They'd screamed their way through the dips and loops of the roller coaster and after the second time, Shawn had sworn never again as he'd held his stomach. Juliet had rubbed his back as he leaned over a railing to stop the queasy feeling in his gut. The gentle circles she was rubbing through his shirt had seemed to help, and when he'd eventually recovered they were off to try something else.

She'd pulled him into an instant photo booth, wanting to get some pictures of them together. They'd sat for two nice ones, Shawn's arm around her as he pressed a kiss to the side of her head and one with them both smiling straight at the lens. After that, it had been anyone's game.

The third photo was of Shawn pulling a funny face and of Juliet about to scold him for it.

The forth was of them playfully arguing, Shawn wagging his finger with a grin on his face and Juliet with her hand around his wrist about to slap the back of his head with her other hand.

The fifth was of them kissing, Juliet's once raised hand around the back of his neck and Shawn's hands on her shoulder and waist respectively.

The sixth contained nothing but the tops of their heads, because during their little kissing session, they had both slipped off of the tiny seat that the booth housed as they laughed on the ground.

The still giggling pair ordered two of each photo, even the last one and Shawn slipped his copy's into his wallet while Juliet kissed hers, tucking them away in the back of her purse so she could look at them again later.

Then, it was onto more rides that would make them nauseous. After they'd stumbled away from the waltzers, feeling the after effects of the repeated spinning, they collapsed on a bench in exhaustion. It was five o'clock now and although the lines for things had taken up a lot of time, they'd managed to squeeze everything in quite well. They'd eaten their combined body weight in food- each and Shawn was looking a little worse for wear. But he was smiling like a fool, which was the main thing. The only thing left to do were the booths like the Coconut Shy and the Ring Toss.

Although they won nothing at the Ring Toss, Juliet mentioned to Shawn that she'd been great at the Coconut Shy when she was a child. After hearing that, nothing was going to deter him from getting her to give it a go. He urged her forward, planting a kiss on her cheek and assuring her that she would be amazing. With the feeling of his supportive hands on her waist, Juliet had hit every target with ease; much to the delight of Shawn and the crowd around her.

He'd even led them all in a loud round of applause as she'd picked her prize from the walls and blushed at the attention. Hugging her new teddy bear to her with one arm, she linked the other with Shawn's outstretched one as they made their way tiredly back to the bike.

Since Jonathon's conference didn't actually start until eight o'clock, there was no real point in crashing it any earlier and they could both have used a rest for an hour. Shawn drove them back to the hotel and when they pulled up at the door, Juliet almost had a heart attack. She was so thankful that she had new clothes and a motorbike helmet on, because there was her soon to be ex-husband standing obliviously at the door of the hotel, his phone in his hand and a very, very pissed off look on his face.

Sure, she scoffed to herself. He could be pissed off when she didn't show up, but God forbid she say anything when he's late as always. Shawn had taken his helmet off now, looking at her in confusion when she didn't make a move to take hers off. "Jules?" he asked softly, snapping her out of it and she shook herself, pulling him around and flipping up her visor so she could talk to him softly.

"That's Jonathon! I was supposed to be meeting him here at five and it's now-" she glanced at her watch. "Quarter to six," she giggled loudly and Shawn glanced around, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "What am I going to do?" she asked him and he did nothing but flip her visor back down.

"Don't worry about it Jules, you're invisible with this on," he rapped his knuckles lightly on her helmet and she batted at his arm.

"Are you sure?"

"Trust me Jules," he grabbed her hand and all of her silly fears melted away at his touch. He smiled down at her, tugging her in the direction of the doors. They walked past Jonathon and the idiot didn't even spare her a second glance, too busy growling at his phone when her number went through to voicemail again. Juliet smirked. She'd turned her phone off and left it in Shawn's room earlier when she'd been changing her clothes. It really had been a stroke of luck that she'd wanted to look nice for Shawn that afternoon. Hugging her new bear, they waltzed past him cockily and towards the elevator.

Shawn was laughing to himself at Jonathon's clearly frustrated expression, loving the fact that he was wandering past with Juliet's hand in his and the taste of her lip gloss on his own lips from earlier. Jonathon was a dick anyway. He didn't deserve to be in the same room as Juliet, let alone be married to her. He squeezed her hand and glanced back to the door to see that Jonathon had obviously given up and left for his conference.

Juliet's heart was in her throat until she knew that Jonathon was gone. If he knew about Shawn, she knew that he would have no problem throwing a punch at him. She didn't want Shawn to get injured because of her. She felt him squeeze her fingers and she glanced around, seeing that Jonathon had finally given up hope of her showing up. She slipped off her helmet and grinned as she tucked it under her arm. Shawn pulled her close and planted a kiss on the top of her head as they pressed the button for Juliet's floor. She wanted to collect her case and he'd had no problem with the thought of what it meant.

She didn't want to go back to that room tonight and be alone with Jonathon's wrath. They'd discussed it on the Ferris Wheel of all places. Like a gentleman, Shawn was offering to sleep on the couch while she took his bed, not in the least bit concerned at the thought of an angry husband coming after him.

She was in and out in five minutes from her room, throwing everything in she needed like her toothbrush and shampoo and pulling her case along behind her to the elevator where Shawn was waiting for her. She'd left her key card to the room on the bed for Jonathon, along with a note. After all, he was very fond of leaving her notes, so why not give him a little bit of poetic justice? See how bitter that would taste. When they made it back to Shawn's room, he left her to unpack the stuff she wanted in the bedroom before she emerged looking as tired as he'd ever seen her.

He was sitting on the couch and he held his arms open wide, inviting her to curl into them and sleep for a few hours. They would need their rest if they were going to crash a party and set Caeser's Palace on fire later on. Juliet took his offer graciously, patting his legs to get him to stretch out long ways. He did as she wanted and lay down in the nook of the couch, leaving plenty of room on the giant seat cushions for her small form. She lay down next to him, on top of his arm which he then curled around her stomach to hold her closer.

She shimmied a little until her entire back was pressed against his front and she could feel his heartbeat near to hers. His free arm draped over her waist and he gave a sigh of happiness, pressing a kiss against her neck. The steady rise and fall of his chest was like a lullaby to her and as she laced their fingers together, her eyes were fluttering open and closed.

By the time his first soft snore reached her ears, she was drifting off; completely content in his arms.

She was awoken by soft, tickling whispers in her ear that fluttered her hair and made her smile. "Wake up Jules," Shawn's warm lips ghosted over the shell of her ear as he murmured gentle words to wake her up. "Come on gorgeous, time to get up and enjoy the night life." His body was completely molded into hers, her ass curved into his crotch and their legs tangled wonderfully. Juliet was very tempted to pretend to be asleep and wriggle against his lap, but she knew that she would feel bad for teasing him if she did. Besides, they would have plenty of time for that. However, that didn't stop her from thinking about it, about what he would do if she were to push back against him and whimper. "I know you're awake Juliet, stop teasing me," he chuckled softly against her neck, pulling her hair to one side and trailing hot kisses over her skin.

She let out a content moan, tilting her head to one side as much as the cushion would allow. "Shawn..." she muttered, lifting her arm up and curling it around the back of his head as she twisted in his arms to look at his face. When she met his gaze, his eyes were darker than usual and she knew that he was turned on. He said nothing, just going back to kissing her neck; a little lower this time. She knows that he won't go any further without her permission and she enjoys his lips and the wet, heated trails he leaves behind.

He pulled away suddenly and she pouted, letting go of the back of his head where her hand had been grasping his hair.

She pushed herself up from the couch and he stayed down, running his hands over his face. "Why did you stop?" she asked, reaching out and cupping his cheek. His hand covered her smaller one and he chuckled at the question, a million answers running through his head. He chose the one that seemed to encompass everything.

"Because Jules," he sat up, their faces millimeters apart and his breath humming over her lips. She licked them, making them shiny and wet and oh-so-tempting. He averted his eyes from them and tried to reign himself in. He had no idea how he was going to cope later that night when she was in the other room getting undressed and he was clinging to the couch to stop himself from going inside and exploring her body with his mouth. He bit back a moan at the mental image that brought, cursing his own imaginative mind. "If I hadn't stopped, then you wouldn't currently be sitting there..." he trailed off, his eyes flickering to the bedroom.

"Ah," she immediately knew what he meant and as much as she wanted to drag him into the bedroom and get her hands on that delectable body of his, she knew that if they went in there now then their plans for the evening would be ruined. Although she had a feeling that Shawn was oblivious to her own reasons. He assumed that she would want to take things slow but in all honesty, Juliet knew if they didn't have plans tonight she wouldn't be taking anything slow at all. She burned for him. When she looked at him, her whole body went up in flames and sparks ran along her skin.

Perhaps when they got back she could show him just exactly how much she wanted him...

In the meantime, she pulled him back in for a sweet kiss before standing up and stretching languidly. She straightened herself and her clothes out while he watched her, trying to calm himself down and wondering how she kept herself so together in situations like these. She checked her watch and realized that he'd woken her up exactly on time. It was seven thirty and they had half an hour to get changed and crash a party. "What are you thinking?" his voice cut through her thoughts and she smiled, looking over as he lay on the couch, his arm over his stomach and the other above his head. She patted his chest gently.

"Just wondering how you'll look in a suit," she winked and he laughed softly. They'd assumed that they would blend in a little more if they had to make a run for it by wearing something semi-formal. Shawn had a suit and tie lying around somewhere and Juliet was already packed for the occasion of course. She had a dress already picked out; not from her case... Besides, they wanted to look a little fancy for Caesar's Palace because jeans and tee-shirts weren't the most upscale clothing one could wear in a casino.

Shawn rolled off of the couch, standing up and stretching his arms above his head while bending his back and getting a satisfying crack for his efforts. He walked to the bedroom and grabbed the only suit he owned, along with a white shirt and a tie. The would do just fine, he mused as Juliet wandered in behind him. She pulled a black dress from her shopping bag and his eyebrows rose. "When did you even get that? I was with you the whole time and I didn't see you buying that..." He was going to be floored if she put that on, he just knew it. There was a line in the sand for the amount of self-restraint he had and the line was that dress. Even just being held in her hand it looked sexy. He probably wouldn't be able to concentrate on anything else but how she looked in the casino.

"I got it while you were gawping at the motorcycle gear in the shop two doors down. Remember, I told you I was going to the bathroom down the street?" she reminded him and he nodded, although still slightly confused. "Well on the way back, it caught my eye and I didn't know then what we'd be doing tonight. So I thought I'd get it just in case; and look! I actually need a dress for tonight."

"You are going to be the death of me..."

"Go and get changed Spencer. I'm kind of looking forward to crashing this party then hitting Caesar's Palace," she admitted, shooing him out of the room with his suit in hand. Blowing him a kiss, the door closed behind her and he stood in the hallway for a few seconds like an idiot before remembering that he had to get changed. Slipping into the bathroom, he knew she was going to be his undoing tonight. In a good way of course.

She was waiting for him in the living room and when he'd finally fixed his tie to an acceptable standard, he joined her. His jaw was pretty much unhinged as soon as he caught a first glimpse of her. "Damn Jules..." he muttered, his eyes trailing over her body off of their own accord. He had officially lost control of what they did or where they landed. She just smiled and gave him a twirl, the long black evening dress flaring out at the bottom as she did so. Shawn suddenly felt horribly under dressed, slightly embarrassed at what he must look like compared to her. She'd pinned her hair up into a bun, the loose curls falling out and framing her face as she smiled at him.

"You're not so bad yourself Mister Spencer," she eyed him while he did the same to her.

"Oh please Jules, next to you I'll look like a hobo wearing a sack. You're stunning," he reached for her hand and kissed the back of it, physically unable to stop looking at her. Juliet didn't know what he was talking about. He looked devilishly handsome as he always did, only this time he was encased in a sharp, charcoal grey suit that fitted him perfectly. He looked delicious from head to toe, shiny black shoes that looked as though they had never been worn -and probably hadn't- and an emerald green tie that brought out his eyes. He was gorgeous. She would be fending women off of him at the casino. "Shall we?" he motioned for the door and she graced him with a winning smile as she led the way.

It only dawned on her halfway down the in the elevator. "Shawn," she asked suddenly. "How the hell am I going to ride your bike wearing this dress!" He laughed loudly. He'd forgotten to tell her what else he'd done while she was sleeping and he thanked God for free Wi-Fi and smart phones.

"Don't worry about that Jules. While you were sleeping I looked up a car agency online and booked our transport for the night. They'll be here at eight on the dot and not a minute later to take us to Holloway's and then to Caesar's Palace. That is assuming that I haven't been arrested for crashing this party by that point. So, don't give it another thought," he nudged her and she visibly relaxed. As much as she loved riding the bike, she didn't think her dress would hold up all that well. He really did think of everything.

Sure enough, when they exited the hotel under the open mouthed stares of the staff and especially the doorman, there was a sleek black car waiting at the curb for them. The driver nodded when Shawn told him his name and gave Juliet a friendly smile as he opened the door for them. Shawn told him their first destination and they were off towards Holloway's. Juliet wasn't in the least bit nervous about being seen by Jonathon anymore. She was technically a guest so they would be admitted when they got there. Her only concern was for Shawn. Jonathon always did have a nasty temper on him and although he'd never raised a hand to her, she wasn't so sure he would go as easy on Shawn and the thought of him getting hurt over her made her feel queasy with nerves. Leaning over, she whispered to Shawn. "I know that we're going to mess around at this thing Shawn, but promise me we'll stay out of Jonathon's way? I don't want... I don't want him punching you or something and you getting hurt."

Shawn was about to scoff at the mere idea of Jonathon even landing a hit at all, when he realized that she was genuinely concerned and his smile vanished. She was actually worried about his safety. He hadn't had another human being concerned about him for so long he'd forgotten what it was like. He kissed her forehead, making sure not to mess up her hair when he did. "If you want us to avoid him, then we'll do just that Jules. We'll be incognito, invisible. We'll stick to the corners and when we've grabbed a bite to eat we'll get out of there and hit Caesar's Palace."

"Thanks Shawn," she nuzzled him, before resting her cheek on his shoulder as the car slid along the roads almost silently. Shawn tilted his head against her, staring out of the window as he started to realize just how close to Holloway's they were. It hadn't taken them ten minutes.

"Think we'll have any trouble getting in at the door?" he asked with a smirk, knowing that he would get them both inside somehow. He just wasn't sure how yet. They might have to sneak in through the kitchens if Juliet's name wasn't on that list. Maybe they would have to sneak in around security at the front. That was always a thrill and a half. He felt Juliet shake lightly with laughter.

"Not with you there. I have a feeling you could get us into anything with that mouth of yours..." she nudged him and he grinned, not thinking before he spoke again.

"You should see what else my mouth could do for yo- Sorry," his hand flew to his face while Juliet giggled loudly at his little slip up. It wasn't like she hadn't been thinking about it either. But it was cute to see him all embarrassed and red in the face. His free hand was in his hair now. "I'm trying my best to be a gentleman here Jules, but I have to tell you. It's not all that easy when you're looking like that," he trailed off, his cheeks burning and Juliet laughing softly.

"Shawn, you don't have to keep apologizing. It's nice to know that I'm still attractive enough to make a gorgeous guy lose control of what he says," she smiled, leaning up to brush her lips over his jaw and coming to a stop right under his ear. Her tongue traced over his earlobe before she blew cool air softly into it. Shawn's fingers gripped the seat beneath him and he groaned gently under the assault. He could feel his pants beginning to constrict now, feel the arousal bunching in his stomach while her fingertips rubbed against his chest.

"Damn Jules, you're going to make me crazy and I won't be able to stop," he murmured, tugging her closer. "There's a possibility we won't even make it to Holloway's at all because there's only so much teasing one guy can take before he cracks," he warned, her tongue still tracing patterns on his neck.

"I aim to please," she purred softly. She had no idea where all this bravery had come from, but just seeing him in the sharp suit with his messy hair and hearing him slip up like he had; well, hearing an attractive man admit that he wanted to do things to you with his mouth... She felt sexy for the first time in years. She felt like a woman, like she was wanted. All because of him. She felt her breath hitch in her chest and her panties dampen. "Besides, who says I'll want you to stop at all?" she breathed and she could feel his chest rumble with a growl.

Twisting so he could see her a little better, he was just about attack her lips with his own when the car rolled to a stop and they jerked forward a bit. Shawn peered out of the tinted window, confirming that they had indeed arrived in front of Holloway's. Juliet peeked out from behind him, a tad disappointed that they had been interrupted just as he was going to kiss her.

Holloway's looked ridiculously fancy from the outside, people smoking cigarettes and cigars as they milled around on the steps to the entrance. Enchanting classical music was coming from the inside, drifting through the evening air and welcoming any new guests who still had to arrive. Juliet couldn't see Jonathon anywhere thankfully and the driver was already around at their door, opening it for them. Shawn got out first, holding his hand out for Juliet to take as she emerged behind him. The driver informed them that he would be waiting for them whenever they needed him, before driving off towards the car park.

Hand in hand, they stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked up towards the large double doors and the throng of people around them. Well, now was as good a time as ever to crash this party.

A/N:Yes! I have a brief period of internet connection in this hole, so I thought I'd update. This is quite possibly THE most boring holiday I've ever had in my life. It's safe to say I've been writing and re-writing quite a bit to keep myself amused.

Another two or three chapters after this I think and we'll be done =D The smut is coming soon my pretties, but what will happen at Holloway's if Jonathon doesn't know they're there? Hmm, people do tend to say things when they have alcohol in their system don't they? I love your wonderful reviews because as usual, they make my week!

Reviews are like crashing a party. Rewarding and dangerous if you get to punch someone in the face.