--Chapter Ten--
John drove through downtown New York for sometime, cruising mostly, after a change of music. He eventually pulled up to a traffic light in a more than one lane street and next to him, in a red sports car, pulled up a young, hot blonde, something that he may have gone after a long time ago, but that was a different time and he was a different man.
Needless to say though, a man can reminisce and he was surprised to see the blonde grinning back at him, making sexy pouty looks at him while the light was red. He stared at her for sometime, and then the light turned green.
Back at the mansion, Kitty was sitting on the steps outside, tears streaming calmly down her face. Jubilee had come out to speak with her earlier, and well to get the gossip out of Kitty from what she had heard when the other girls and she came home way later than they had the night before, and none of them had been called to the Professor's office so they believed that they were going to get away with it, but Kitty believed that the gravity of the current situation was a little more important.
However, after about two minutes of being ignored, Jubilee headed back inside and allowed Kitty some peace and quiet to think things over.
As sunset reached the mansion, Kitty wiped her eyes, just before she caught a glimpse of a blue car pulling into the drive. She shot up immediately, staring intently at the car.
John pulled up in front of her and shut off the car, exiting and moving swiftly towards her.
"John what are you doing?" Kitty asked apprehensive and excited at the same time.
"I forgot something," he said wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her to him kissing her with all of the pent up feelings that he had held back for the longest time.
When he pulled back, Kitty looked at him in shock.
"You have no idea how long I have been desperately wanting to do that," he breathed heavily.
Kitty giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling his lips to hers. But just as he tried to deepen the kiss, Kitty pulled her lips away and phased out of his arms, running towards the lawn.
John grinned and watched her, if it was a chase that she wanted, he would give it to her, and he ran after her, through the wet grass, keeping a step or two behind, neither of them tiring, but both desperately wanting.
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