A/N: Hi everyone! So thank you soooooo much for all the reviews on the last chapter! Every time I got an email for a new review I was smiling from ear to ear! And because of all the reviews in such a short amount of time, and all the requests for the next chapter, I decided to write it today, and post it sooner than I planned, as a thank you! I'm glad you all enjoyed it, and I know all the RAMY fans are going to loveee this chapter!

I struggled with whose point of view I wanted to do this scene in, but decided on Ricky's because I felt like he was more vulnerable than Amy in this story, so I decide on him, I hope you all enjoy, and I am extreamlyyyy nervous about this chapter because it is very intense, and I didn't want to make it too much or too little, so I hope I got just the right in between of it all, and did well with it!

Pleaseeee Pleasee Pleaseeee review and let me know your thoughts, and whether or not the "Big" moment lived up to your expectations!

Again, be warned, this chapter is extremely graphic, and sexual, so it is for mature readers only! :)

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Chapter Six: …I Can't Get Over You.

Ricky's Point Of View

I finished cleaning up our dishes from dinner, and Amy and I ended up sitting at the kitchen table, to finish our conversation about John.

We discussed John's last report card from school, and all the new things he's been up to, but somehow the conversation kept drifting to unrelated things.

"John needs to get a physical done in the next few weeks, if he's going to go to summer camp" I told Amy.

"I'm not really sure I want him to go to camp this summer", she said, "it will be my first full summer home in almost four years, I think I want to spend it with him"

"Alright Amy, if you want" I said, "but I'll take him to the doctors to get one done anyway, just in case"

"Do you remember all our disagreements when it came to taking John to the doctors?" she asked, and then followed with a laugh.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

"I do", I said, "I particularly remember the time you swore John had an ear infection, and we spent the entire night in the emergency room, just to find out I was right all along"

Amy jokingly yelled, "Hey, he was holding his ears and saying 'ow' all night!"

"Yeah, for other reasons than an ear infection!" I joked back.

Amy smiled, and then continued, "That was the night you kept calling me your wife"

I felt my stomach tingle a little, but the blissfulness of the memory caused me to smile in return.

"Yeah, I don't know why I kept doing that" I said, while getting lost in Amy's facial expression.

She had her elbow sitting on top of the table, holding her head in her hand. She was looking at me with a smile, which caused her lips to press together more than normal.

Her eyes were focused on me, and she didn't say or do anything except continue to smile.

She was beautiful, just as she'd always been. Her eyes still captivated me, with their deepness, and I couldn't stop staring at her.

I thought about kissing her right then and there, but I stopped myself, I wasn't going to turn this night into yet another awkward situation between us.

I looked away, and then stood up from my chair, and Amy looked at me curiously, probably wondering why I got up so sudden.

"Do you mind if I just pull out the sofa bed real quick?" I asked.

"Oh. Yeah, of course. I'm sorry Ricky; I forgot you have work in the morning. You're probably tired, maybe I should go" she suggested.

"No Amy really, it's fine. I just want to pull it out now, because last night I was so tired that I just fell asleep on the couch, and completely forgot to pull the bed out, and when I woke up this morning, my back and neck were killing me, so I don't want to forget again tonight. If I do it now, then I won't forget that's all" I said.

"Are you sure Ricky? I don't want you to be tired for work in the morning" she asked.

"I'm positive Amy, I promise. I'm just going to pull it out" I reassured her.

Amy smiled and I made my way into the living room to pull the bed out.

When I returned to the kitchen, I saw Amy yawning.

"Amy if you are tired, it's okay, I won't be offended if you want to head back to your dads" I said.

"No, I'm just still a little jet lagged, that's all. You wouldn't happen to have coffee would you?" she asked.

"Yeah, I do" I said, "I'll make a pot"

"Thanks Ricky" she said, smiling.

She smiled with the same look as before, the look that made me want to wrap my arms around her again.

Don't ruin the night Ricky, I told myself for a second time.

Once the coffee was finished, I poured both Amy and I a cup, and sat back down at the table next to her.

She immediately looked at the mug I gave her, filled with coffee, and raised her eyebrows.

"You still have this?" she asked as she pointed to it, "my coffee mug, the one I always used?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I wasn't going to throw out a perfectly good mug Amy, you can take it with you, back to New York, if you'd like"

Amy just smiled as she looked at the mug for a few seconds, studying it.

"You know I was really nervous coming here tonight" she said softly.

"Really, why?" I asked, surprised. I didn't think Amy would be nervous, at least not as nervous as I was.

She continued looking at the mug, and replied "I don't know, I was afraid things would look different, and that all the things I remembered about the apartment would be gone… like the memories"

"Amy, the memories will never be gone… trust me, they are everywhere I look", the words just fell out of my mouth.

She looked up at me and bit her bottom lip like she was unsure of how to respond. Her eyes looked as if they were filled with emotion.

Suddenly I felt the urge to move forward and kiss her, just as I had before; but this time I didn't second guess myself, I decided to go for it.

I shifted my upper body forward till I was directly in front of her and my eyes fluttered back and forth between her eyes and her lips.

She didn't move, but instead just kept her eyes focused directly on mine.

I placed my hand on her cheek, and made contact with her once more, to make sure she wasn't resisting.

She remained still, never taking her focus off of my eyes.

My lips touched hers and instantly my eyes closed. They were soft, and gentle, as I remembered.

I felt her place her hand on top of mine, as I brushed it through her hair, and she began to reciprocate the kiss, making it more intense.

I had waited for what seemed like eternity for this moment. To feel that passion once again, that made me fall in love with Amy.

Suddenly I felt Amy's hand retract, and she gently pulled her lips away from mine.

"I should go" she said, nervously, and now hardly making eye contact with me.

I was so confused. Why did she want to leave now? Maybe I shouldn't have kissed her, what was I thinking?

I pulled my hand back towards me, and swallowed hard.

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable Amy" I said nervously.

She briefly looked at me, but turned her face towards the table again.

"You didn't Ricky, I just think John and Ashley will be home soon, and I don't want them to wonder where I am"

I nodded, but I knew that was a lie. Before I kissed her, she wasn't concerned about that. I knew I screwed up, but she wasn't going to tell me that.

"Alright Amy" I said, saddened.

She stood up and slipped a small smile towards me, but I couldn't help but notice that she seemed desolate. Not mad, not angry, not surprised… just sad, for some reason, and it confused me even more.

As she made her way into the living room, and towards the door, she paused and turned around to face me.

She looked at me, and looked as if she had tears building up in her eyes.

"You didn't make me feel uncomfortable Ricky, you didn't" she said, while gliding her hand through her hair, "it's just… this apartment… being with you tonight… the memories… it's just all really overwhelming"

"I know Amy" I said, "It's overwhelming for me also, but I just… Amy I really enjoyed having you here… for the first time in over three years Amy, it just feels normal here again"

Amy studied my eyes, and I saw one single tear drop from the side of her eye.

"But that's the thing Ricky" she said, with her lip quivering, "it's not normal though, not anymore at least"

I lifted my hand and wiped her tear off of her cheek slowly.

"It can be, if we wanted it to be Amy" I said, still looking directly into her eyes.

She grabbed my hand, still resting on her cheek, and held it tight.

I raised my other hand and swiped her hair from the opposite side of her face.

"I can't get over you Amy, it doesn't matter what I do, I can't get over you…" I said softly.

She just continued looking at me, and it felt as if my heart had exploded inside my chest.

"Amy, I love you… I've always loved you" I said, inches away from her face.

Suddenly her lips met mine again, but this time, Amy was the one who went for it, not me.

Her lips released an energy that just overwhelmed my entire body, and in a split second the passion went into overload.

Her arms stretched out and she wrapped them around my neck, holding tightly.

I pulled her closer to me, and continued kissing her passionately, as we slowly drifted over towards the sofa bed.

She looked at me, as I lowered her down slowly onto the bed. Her eyes were focused on me, and her breathing consistently getting stronger. Anything and everything in the world was obsolete at this moment.

Her hand caressed my face, and she whispered "I love you too Ricky".

As soon as she said that, it was like all the pain I endured over the past three years was gone. I longed to hear those words from her mouth again, I longed for this moment with her again.

I kissed her again, and slowly trailed my lips past the corner of her mouth, and towards her neck, inhaling her scent and tasting the sweetness of her skin against my lips.

Her hands held me tightly, and she slowly slid them up and down my arms as I continued brushing my lips against her neck and upper chest.

My hands traveled down her sides, and as I slid her shirt halfway up, I could feel the goose bumps rising on her skin.

I lifted my head, and slowly slid her shirt off of her, and she followed by sliding my shirt off as well.

She grabbed the sides of my chest with her hands and pulled me towards her lips again.

Her hair was spread out around her, and the glare of the dim table lamp beside us had just enough light for me to see the features of her face, and I couldn't help but think of how beautiful she was.

I kissed her again, and as our tongues entwined with each other's, I used one of my hands to help assist her in removing her jeans, and sandals.

Once her legs were bare, she continued trailing her hands down my chest, and unbuttoned mine.

I pulled myself up, in efforts to get them off a little easier. As I stood there undressing the lower half of my body, Amy reached behind her, while still staring directly at me, and unclipped her bra.

I just watched at first, still coming to terms with what was actually happening.

She slowly slid her arms out, dropped her bra on the side of the bed, and just looked at me, biting her lower lip.

I pulled her foot up towards me, and slowly began kissing her ankle, while continuing to trail down her leg towards her thigh.

I slid my fingers through the openings of her laced underwear, and slowly slid them off of her, while continuing to kiss her lower stomach softly.

I could feel her chills going up and down her skin, and the muscles in her thighs began to tense as I trailed my tongue lower.

I continued kissing the inner crease of her thighs as I slid my briefs off, and onto the floor.

Her hands were shaking, as she slid them through my hair, and I was unsure of whether she was nervous, or just enjoying the moment.

I glided my lips back up her body, past her stomach, over her breasts, along her neck, and back to her lips.

I paused for a short second, and let myself become lost in her eyes.

"Are you sure about this Amy?" I asked very softly.

She shook her head yes, without speaking, and pulled me down towards her, causing our skin to push up against each other's.

The warmth and the softness of her skin was an experience I thought I would never have again.

Her fingertips slid across my back, causing chills down my spine, and I slowly glided my fingers along her shoulders and towards her breast.

Her legs rose beneath me, and I felt them wrap around my waist, lowering my body close to her, and pushing myself inside her.

Her hands made their way back up to my neck, where I felt them softly press into the top of my spine.

I moved my waist back and forth, penetrating inside of her, as her body followed mine.

Our souls were finally reunited with each other's, and I'll never forget that moment for the rest of my life.

As our breathing increased rapidly, and our bodies continued moving in motion with each others, I couldn't help but get lost in Amy's eyes. Her beauty was astonishing, and everything about her just captivated me.

Amy never once closed her eyes either. She kept them directly focused on mine, like she was trying to look into my heart, like she was capturing the entire moment inside her head. She was studying me, as I was studying her, and the passion just took over.

There was no other feeling in the world I would have rather felt.

I'd waited so long for this moment, and as the two of us reunified our bodies with each other's, there was one thing that was certain in my mind… I loved Amy with every ounce of my body; I wasn't letting her go this time… I was sure of it.