Chapter Ten

Cesca's head rested on the arm of the chair. She could hear Jonah moving around in the kitchen and she couldn't prevent the smile that spread across her face. She heard as his footsteps move closer to her and she smiled even more. 'Right I am off Cesca' he said with a smile. Her head jolted straight up as she began to moan 'Jonah, don't go, I want you to stay with me. I need you to stay with me' he laughed. 'I was joking.' She sighed and shook her head, giggling 'you are mean and definitely not funny Kirby.' She relaxed on the chair, her feet flat on the soft cushions and her knees comfortably bent. He joined her, sitting on the other half of the chair, watching her. She giggled and parted her legs, pulling him through the gap. His body rested lightly on top of hers as they kissed gently. There was no denying the feelings that they had developed for one another.

Their lips mingled like they had been this familiar millions of times before. His hands rested on her waist whilst hers held his face and neck in an attempt to get closer and more passionate. They kissed for some time before her hands moved and began to remove his top. He let her and carried on kissing. She gasped as she looked at his incredibly ripped abs and giggled, becoming engrossed in kissing Jonah again, her hands on his chest. Her hands moved down and began to unfasten his belt, kissing him passionately. She pulled at his belt and he laughed 'what do you think you are doing?' she continued to undo Jonah's bottom half 'trying to get into my boyfriends pants. Problem?' she asked, giggling. He raised his eyebrow 'Boyfriend?' 'yes, problem?' he laughed 'we shall have to talk about that one' she stopped 'no, we wont' he laughed 'yeah, we will' she sighed and carried on removing his trousers. 'Cesca Montoya' she said. She stopped 'Jonah Kirby' he smiled 'I really do have to go' she frowned 'jonah. Stop messing me around' she laughed 'cesca. I have to get things to wear, like PJ's and boxers… 'You could just sleep naked?' Cesca asked, smiling. 'Uh. You wish.' He said, re-dressing himself.

Something told him that he was ready to commit to Cesca completely. Maybe it was for the fact that in a strange kind of unconfirmed way he had his fathers approval and that meant an awful lot to him. Cesca watched as Jonah redressed. 'You will actually come back won't you?' she asked. 'Yes, I will. Go have a bath, relax and I'll be back soon.' Cesca smiled 'Okay!' she kissed him gently and strutted off for a bath. Jonah left and got into his new car.

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Jonah returned to Cesca quickly. Letting himself in and moving upstairs, alerting Cesca that he was back without disturbing her. He dropped his bag beside her bed and went downstairs, pouring them both of them a glass of wine.

Cesca got out of the bath and went through to her bedroom, she got ready for bed, noticing Jonah's bag neatly placed beside her bed, she couldn't resist having a cheeky look. She opened his bag and noticed his boxers laying on top, she removed them and paid close attention to the writing on the rim. She laughed as she read 'Good Clean Tackle' across his boxers and stood up, walking downstairs, boxers in hand. She walked into the living room 'I'm pleased to know you have no STD's' she giggled, showing him his own boxers. He laughed and tried to grab them. He failed. 'Hmmm, I have no idea where you have been' she joked, biting her lip. He grabbed the boxers, using them to pull her onto his lap 'Well you will soon find out' he laughed.

She sat comfortably on his lap, towering over him a little, moving her face down to his, kissing him. He moved his hands onto her bum and fell back slightly, kissing her deeply. She pulled back, almost taking his lips with her and took a drink of her wine. He did the same. She laid herself on him and cuddled into him, watching TV. He kissed her head and drank his glass of wine. 'Ill go and get ready for bed.' He said. She nodded and allowed him to leave.

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He went upstairs and removed his t-shirt and trousers, Cesca stood in the doorway quietly, watching sneakily. He changed into his 'good, clean tackle' boxers and turned around, beginning to slip on a white t-shirt. He noticed Cesca and laughed 'paedophile' he said, laughing. She didn't laugh though, in fact, her heart sank and she stood, frozen. 'Ces?' he asked. She didn't speak. Instead a tear drifted down her cheek, she gulped 'I'm…you are right. I am a paedophile…I am.' She said, becoming extremely unattached. 'Oh god…' Jonah panicked 'I was joking' Cesca stood still. Jonah went over to her, attempted to hold her but she moved back 'no. I cant.' She said. 'ces' 'no Jonah, you were right' 'no. I wasn't' he moved close and cuddled her 'Cesca. You are my girl now' she couldn't help but smile. She cuddled into him and whispered 'take me to bed?' she asked. He nodded and lifted her up, carrying her to the bed they were going to share. They cuddled up together and kissed for a while.

In that moment, maybe they were both about to enter into something neither of them were sure about.