A/N: So this Chapter is where the M rating comes from...I just wanted to give a warning for those who might feel uncomfortable reading smut. You can skip if you like and everything will be recapped in later chapters

Thanks

Jesse looked away from the hockey game playing on Suze's TV and reached into his pocket for his vibrating cellphone. He looked at the screen and smiled at Max.

"Who is it?" He asked as he took a swig of the beer that Jesse had given him.

"Your mother." He said and the flipped open the phone. "Hello?" He said sweetly.

"Jesse?" She asked, sounding flustered.

"It is. Who else were you expecting?" He teased, but she didnt rise to the bait.

"Can you come and pick me up?" She asked.

"So soon? Party's kinda dull huh?" He smiled and Max shook his head.

"Please Jesse! It's been..."she sighed. "Can you come and get me?"

"Of course." He sat up when he realized that she was distressed. "Where are you?"

"At the Palace. It's a bar close to my restaurant. Actually I'll walk there. Can you pick me up there?"

"Of course. I'll be there in 10 minutes." He said.

"Thanks Jess." She said and hung up.

"What's wrong with her? Max asked with a sour expression.

"She's...I guess she just wants to come home." Max made a face and Jesse chose to ignore it. "I'll be right back."

"I'm not cleaning up." Max said, kicking an empty pizza box off the coffee table and putting his socked feet on the table. He managed to knock empty pop cans off the table in the process of making an even bigger mess. Jesse shook his head and couldnt help the smile that crept onto his lips.

"I never asked you too." He said closing the front door behind him.

8 minutes later he spotted Suze's restaurant and pulled into the staff parking lot, which led behind the building. He turned off the car and went inside. It smelt of tomatoe sauce and garlic bread. But the store was dark and there wasnt a sound. He looked around the dimly lit dinning room and smiled. She had made her dreams come true. There were little round tables with wrought iron chairs and booths along the walls, each table had a red and white checkered table cloth, a candle and a drink menu. To the left side of the room was the bar with 6 or 7 stools and beside was an old jukebox. At the back was a swinging wooden door that said employee's only. There was a light coming out from under the door so Jesse headed towards it.

When he opened the door he smiled. She was sitting on one of the metal counters with a bottle of red wine while Whitney Huston sang softly out of a portable stero on the counter beside her. She was wearing a white, short sleeved blouse with a black pencil skirt that sat high on her waist and when she had left the house she had been wearing black stockings, which Jesse noticed were lying on the ground two feet away from her, beside one of her black high heels. Her hair, that was once curled and neat was messy and wild and her cheeks were pink from the wine. He leaned against the door and watched as she swayed her head to the music and he chuckled when she started to sing.

"I know that when you look at me
there's so much that you just dont see
but if you would only take the time
i know in my heart you'd find
a girl who's scared sometimes
whose isnt always strong..."

"Oh Jesse! I dinn't see you therr." SHe said with a laugh as she waved at him.

"Having fun?" He asked and she smiled brightly purple teeth.

"Yes." She said with a nod and took a swig from the bottle. "Want some?"

"No thanks. Someone has to drive."

"Phssh. Drive! That's what cabs are for! Come on." She smiled and winked at him while patting the metal counter beside her. How could he resist?

He shook his head as he climbed onto the table beside her and she passed him the bottle. He smiled at her and lifted it to the light. It was almost empty and he made a note of this.

"I was thirsty." She shrugged. "Wait I'll get another one." She slid off the counter and headed towards the door.

"Suze I dont think that's...wise." She was gone before he had even thought of the ending to his sentence. He smirked and sighed. He felt an unusual stirr in his stomach and his hands felt clammy. He shook his head and downed the rest of the wine. The next minute Suze burst back into the kitchen with two more bottles. She held them up and smiled brightly.

"Now we can have a real party." She said and passed them to him as she changed the song. Starz on 54 started singing If You Could Read My Mind. "I LOVE THIS SONG!" She shouted and started dancing around the kitchen. He laughed as she belted out the words. "I dont know where we went wrong but the feelings strong and I just cant get it back! If YOU could read my mind!" She said pointing at him. He shook his head and she giggled, and jumped up onto the counter beside him. She pushed her curly black hair back and took a drink from the new bottle.

"So..."He said and she just looked at him with glossy eyes. She took a drink again and passed him the bottle. "Why'd you leave the party so early? Why'd you come here to get drunk when you were at a bar?"

"I'm not drunk!" She shrieked. Then she snorted and started giggling. "Ok I am but shh, dont tell Max." She whispered pushing a finger to her lips.

"How many bottles have you drank?" He asked her and watched her purse her lips with thought.

"Um...one."

"ONE! I forgot that you're a light weight!" He teased and took another drink from the bottle. "You'd think that getting older would teach you to pace yourself." He said with a scolding tone, but she knew he was kidding.

"Yes well, i dont OWN a wine company and I had a baby in my teenage years so staying out all night drinking was kind of out of the question." She said with a sigh.

"I suppose." She took another large gulp and passed him the bottle. "Still no excuse though." He smiled at her before he took a drink. Already he could feel his stomach heat up and his head was light. "So are you going to tell me why you left?"

"I didnt leave, you did." She said defensivly. He looked at her confused for a moment and then he realized what she was talking about.

"I wouldn't have if you had told me." He said, losing track of the other topic.

"Yeah I can imagine how that would go. Oh hey Jess. Guess what? You cant live your life becuase I'm pregnant." She said with a bitter smile.

"I would've lived my life, it just would've been a different one." He said and she shook her head.

"Imagine us raising a baby together when we practically hated each other." She said with a snort.

"I never hated you." He said and she rolled her eyes. "I never did. I love you. I would've done anything for you. Hell even now I would do anything for you, clearly." He wasnt sure if he was truly being brave or if it was the liquid courage filling his belly. She looked up at him and studied his face.

"You loved me?" She asked with a curious smile.

"I love you." He said and with out another word he bent down and kissed her. She didnt even hesitate this time; she immeadiatly responded to his lips touching her. She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer. He felt that old familiarity of her lips, that feeling that he had searched for but never found in anyone else. The strong taste of alcohol was on her tongue but it tasted 10 times better on hers than his.

He felt her hands start to explore his body first and he grabbed them firmly. She looked at him with shock and he smiled down at her.

"It's my turn to lead." He said and kissed her, while continuing to hold onto her hands. He forced her onto her back and started kissing her neck. He wasnt sure if he was finally taking control or if it was because of the alcohol, but holding both of her hands one of his hands, with the other he slowly unbuttoned her shirt, kissing each section of exposed skin. When he reached her navel she inhaled and goosebumps broke out over her stomach. He smiled at her before he kissed her again, releasing her hands long enough for them to take all of their clothes off.

Once completely naked he held her hands again and kissed each finger gently. Then his kisses moved up her arm to her neck then reconnected with her mouth. She gasped as they met each other and he felt more goosebumps spread over her skin. At the peak of her climax she gasped and spoke words he never thought that he would ever hear. "I love you."

They laid side by side on the floor of the kitchen, thier clothes underneath them and Mariah's Always Be My Baby was playing in the background. Jesse's hand traced along Suze's ribs and then her hip and back up again. She looked over his chest, studying him. When their eyes met they both smiled.

"Not quiet the same as list time." She said.

"Dont say that." He said. "Nothing good comes from those words." She chuckled and moved closer to him, resting her head on his chest.

"Well it is. I dont remember you being so..." She looked up at him and smiled.

"What? Ruggishly Handsome? Manly?"

"Soft." She said, poking at his stomach.

"Ha ha." He smirked. "After marriage number 2 I don't see the need to kill myself at the gym anymore."

"I kinda like it." She said, kissing his chest. "You're better this way." Her eyes flicked up to his as she softly kissed his skin.

"Yes well..." but he couldnt think. All he could focus on was the feeling on her lips on his skin. In the distraction of her kisses and the need to say something to defend himself he said, "Yea well you're softer too." As soon as he said it he regretted it. Not only did she stop kissing him, but she frowned and turned onto her other side. He groaned inwardly and racked his brain for something to fix it.

"Yes well.." She mimicked with a bitter tone. "Your son did that to me." His heart swelled at these words, your son. It was one of the best things she could've ever said to him. He drapped his arm over her waist and kissed her neck.

"Well, I'll make sure to thank him when I see him next." He whispered into her ear and he could feel the smirk grow on her face.

"Wouldn't that be a fun conversation?" She chuckled and rolled onto her back. "We cant tell him." She said a look of panic streaked across her face.

"I wasnt planning on it. I mean what 18 year old wants to hear about what his dad is planning to do to his mom?" He said kissing just above her breast. She sighed.

"What do you mean planning?" She asked, her voice a mixture of amusment, curiosity and nervousness. He looked at her bright eyes and her swollen lips. He smirked and kissed her.

"I'll show you." He said and she giggled as he moved on top of her.