It's super long but I was trying to get everything all in one shot for this part I promise the next one wont be so long :)

When we hit the Oklahoma line Jon woke me up. I hadn't been asleep for very long maybe an hour or so. I saw a Welcome to sign but the name was faded and with only head lights to see I couldn't make it out. I stretched out and rubbed sleep out of my eyes. I had tried to get him to let me drive only about a hundred times before I gave up and crawled in the backseat when we stopped for gas.

Toppling over into the front seat I asked, "What's up?"

Jon smiled so hard his dimples took a second to fade. "If I knew you looked that adorable climbing over the seats I would have woken you up hours ago." He joked. "I need to stop for a while but this place doesn't have a motel the nearest is about an hour ahead."

"How do you know it doesn't have a motel?"

"Because I stopped and asked about 5 minutes ago."

I shrugged. "Oh so you want me to drive?"

"Nope. I told you, you weren't driving."

"Fine I'll just be super annoying and keep you awake." I smiled a mischievously.

By the time the hour was by Jon was pulling into an all night dinner next to a cheap motel. We got out and went into the office where a girl no older than sixteen or fifteen set behind the desk playing on a laptop. She looked up and smiled at me. But when Jon walked in she blushed and looked down. Good taste, I thought. I asked for a room and hoped she did her job right, Jon had the tendency to make a girl forget her own name plus some. She only fumbled once and that was when Jon handed her the money and her hand brushed his but she handed the keys to me just fine.

When we walked out Jon laughed. "What was that?"

I grined. "Well what you don't realize you have something about you that makes girls of any age turn into the stupidest thing on earth."

"Nah." He said leaning into the trunk.

"It's true." I called leading the way to our room. "You hungry?"

I knew I didn't really have to ask, of course he was. We dropped our bags off and walked hand in hand to the dinner. It was quiet and the only staff were playing cards at one of the tables. We were told to sit wherever and that the waitress would be right with us. We choose a booth not far from the door mostly because we were lazy. The little old lady who looked like she'd worn the same uniform since she was fourteen came to the table and dropped off two menus. Taking our drink order she left us to look the menus over. We were holding hands across the table when she came back.

"Newlyweds?" She asked in a smoker's gruff voice.

"Oh no." We said at the same time.

"Oh. Runaway lovers then, I bet." She have joked.

"Not that either." I looked at Jon for help and an explanation.

She notices it and said, "Well whatever you are I hope y'all are happy for a long time. What can I get cha?"

We ordered and then talked until our meal came. We ate fast for no other reason besides we were exhausted. Loreen, the old waitress, checked us out and wished us a good night. She commented to someone that we reminded her of her husband and she when they were first married. Jon and I caught it and looked at each other. We weren't getting married.

I stripped down to my panties as soon as Jon had the door closed. Locking it he said, "You gonna do all the work?"

"Ha…Ha." I unzipped my bag.

I heard him unzip his jeans and was instantly wet. My body had its own mind where Jon was concerned. I threw my shirt over my head before said body could do anything. I turned to the bed and he threw his shirt at my face and smiled. Even exhausted he was a goof. I tossed it toward his unopened bag and walked to the other side of the bed. His jeans were ridding low on his hips when he went to the bathroom. They were still unzipped when he came back and I lay on the bed watching him slip them off. I forced myself not to groan. The man was going to be the death of me.

He lowered himself to the bed and looked at me with sleep filled eyes. He leaned into me and kissed me lazily. Running my hand threw his hair I returned his kiss. He laid back onto his back one arm behind his head the other set low on his stomach. Yep he was going to kill me! I rolled to my side and laid my head on his shoulder, twining my fingers with his on his stomach.

I woke about seven the next morning. I was on my back and this time it was his head on my shoulder. I smiled this was one of my favorite ways to wake up. I kissed his forehead and gently pushed his arm off my torso. He grunted and rolled over. I took a quick shower and dressed in record time. I grabbed some money on my way out the door. A guy that I had seen at the dinner the night before was putting out a board with the days specials written in chalk by the door as I walked in. I said thanks when he held the door open. I went to the counter I wouldn't eat here I'd order to go and eat while Jon got ready. The waitress from the night before was still there, sitting on a bar stool by the register.

"Why hello." She beamed.

"Hi. I thought you worked the late shift?"

We made small talk for a minute until the waitress on duty came over to take my order. I headed out twenty minutes later, my arms full with two breakfast specials with extra bacon for Jon. I walked into the room to find Jon stretching, his legs hanging over the side of the bed.

"Hello beautiful." He said walking to where I had set the food.

"Me or the food?" I asked taking a fork.

"Um…both." He grinned around a forkful of egg. "Good idea, Babe."

He showered and we were back on our way. We drove from Claremont OK to Amarillo in less than the recommended five to six hours. We listened to music and sang at the top of our lungs. Laughing when we'd pass some older people who looked shocked and a little afraid. We stopped in Amarillo at a truck stop. We ate lunch and on the way back to the car Jon threw the keys at me.

"Here. I'll admit it, I have no idea where I'm going."

I laughed and slid into the driver's seat. I drove us to my hometown regret and fear leaking into my veins with each mile that passed. Jon was snoring quietly in the passenger seat so I turned on the radio and turned the volume down. A few minutes into Hereford Jon woke up with a horrible look on his face.

"What is that smell?"

I giggled at the look. "It's Hereford. It's all the methane from the cow shit."

"How fast can we leave, again? He covered his nose with his shirt. "Gaw, how are you not dying?"

"You'll get used to it and its worse near a feed lot. You'll live I swear."

He only stared at me with a look of distain and horror. I rolled my eyes. I knew he was only being dramatic to make me laugh lucky for him it was working. He knew I didn't want to be here. I hadn't really told him anything about my family or the reason I'd left. It was something that would take time and I hadn't wanted to make the time. But I knew it would come out now and I also knew it was better to tell him my story before someone else told him for me. I pulled into the motel but debated getting out of the car.

"It'll be okay, Babe." Jon grabbed my hand. "Hey where's your brace?

"Yeah. As soon as we get out of here." I said opening the door.

We checked in and grabbed our bags from the car. Nobody knew I was there and if they did both Jon and myself had made sure not to tell the lawyer where we were staying. But I felt as if someone was going to jump out from behind the door at any second. It was a creepy feeling. Nobody jumped out and said BOO! as Jon opened the room door but the feeling was still there. Like the feeling you get in a haunted house. He laid back on the bed.

It was now or never. "Jon, I need to tell you why I left. Not the half ass version I give everyone else but the whole thing." I said, my voice shaking.

He opened his eyes and set up. "Well Cody told me some of it but I never pressed."

"He told you some of the happier version. But the truth is…" I took a deep breath. "…after my mom choose her husband over her daughter I was living with my aunt who is a total bitch and her boyfriend. Well the night of my high school graduation I walked into my room to find her boyfriend laying in my bed."

Jon got really still, he knew where I was going. "And…" He prompted me.

"And so when I asked what he was doing he told me that they had had a fight and he was sleeping with me. I laughed because I thought he was joking but he got mad and pulled me to the bed. Before I could do anything he had his hand my skirt." Jon held me close. "I screamed and my aunt came in. But she blamed me for the whole thing, even their fight. She didn't tell me to leave but when they left my room I packed my suit case and crawled out of my window."

"Oh Baby." Jon whispered. He didn't say anything else just held me. "Please tell me it only happened once."

"That was the only time he went that far, yes. But not the only time he'd tried something but I had always been underage and he said I wasn't worth the jail time. So I got off easy until then."

I chanced a look at him. His eyes were dark and if the look in them had been meant for me I would have ran the other direction. It was a look I had never seen in his eyes before, he wanted to kill someone. We talked for a few more minutes but the look never left his eyes. I didn't like it I wanted my goofy sweet Jon back this Jon was scary and dangerous. I wanted to get away from him yet be closer at the same time, which scared me even more. But he sensed it.

"I seen a pizza place down the road that stays open until three. I think I'll walk over and you can take a shower." He kissed my forehead before he walked out the door.

I took a shower but when I looked at the bed side clock it read two a.m. in bright green numbers, fuck it why bother with clothes that I would just have to take off in a few short hours anyways. I crawled into bed and waited for Jon. I could only hope the walk cooled him off. Last thing he needed nor I wanted was for him to do something to put himself in jail. I heard the door open and rolled over to see Jon his arms weighed down with pizza and other goods. I got up to help him set it all down only to realize I was naked and he had had to leave the door open.

He laughed at the horror on my face when a couple walked past and the man not only took a lingering look but also whistled approvingly. The woman looked as if she wanted to kill him then me. I said nothing as I slammed the door closed.

"Well that's not the first time I've been full Monty in this town. What'd you get us?"

"Screw the food. Come here." He grabbed my waist and pulled.

"Jo…"My words were lost on his kiss.

"Do you want to go slow?" When I shook my head he said, "Good," and leaned back in.

He held my head in place with one hand as the other explored my body. I moaned when he ran his fingers over the sensitive area of my ribs. Walking backwards I hit the bed and he glided me down his hand between it and my head so my head wouldn't bounce or hit the mattress too hard. I was glad he remembered the staples back there because I didn't. He lifted himself off the mattress and me then kneelt in front of me. I rose to my elbows to watch him. I laughed when I fell back as he hooked his hands around my knees and pulled. He kissed his way up to the v between my legs then devoured me. He wouldn't stop until I begged him too only to start again shortly after.

"Fuck! Jon! Please I need you in me now!" I almost screamed the magic words.

He laughed but didn't stop until I was biting a scream as I came hard, my hands twisting in his hair. His arm the only thing holding me to the mattress. He crawled up my body and then dragged me to the head of the bed. I was almost panting still when his lips connected with mine. His hand replacing his mouth. His thumb pressed my clit making me jump.

He laughed low and sexy. "I love making you do that."

"I noticed." I replied twisting his hair in my fingers and pulled him to me.

"What do you want?" He said against my collar bone. "Say it."

"Fuck me. I want you to fuck me."

He nibbled my ear lobe before he stood up. I whined and he cocked an eyebrow at me. "Darlin' I'm good but not that good."

I watched him taking off his clothes way too slowly, driving me crazy. I decided two could play so I ran my hands down my body one stopped at my chest to tease my nipples while the other trailed lower my fingers playing around and in my pussy. His eyes turned dark and I sucked in a breath getting wetter just by looking at him. Knowing he was watching me, enjoying the view. He growled and bounced on me. Pushing my hands off myself he trapped them above my head with one hand and guided his cock into me with the other. We moaned in unison.

"God. Fuck you're almost too wet." He said as he began to drive into me.

I couldn't help it I had to laugh. "That was random."

He bent down capturing my lips with his. I twisted and arched my back trying to get free, I had to touch him. "Oh no. You're staying where I put you."

I whined. "Jon! That's so not nice."

He pulled out of me. "No this isn't nice." He flipped me onto my stomach.

I let out a small yelp. "Shit Jon!"

He raise my hips and laughed. "See that wasn't nice." He bent and nipped my butt before he planted his cock into my wet heat one more time and gently grabbed my hair. "Now you can't get away."

As he rocked his hips I arched my back and moaned. He pounded into harder and harder until I was trying not to scream in ecstasy. He came hot and fast. He was still half hard inside me when he fell to the side spooning me against his hard sweaty body. He mumbled something against my ear then kissed my neck. Wrapped in his arms is how I fell asleep.

I woke the day to a banging on the motel room door. Jon cursed and jumped up before I could even think. Throwing his jeans from the day before on but leaving them undone, he opened the door slightly. He put some food containers on the table next to our forgotten pizza and handed someone on the other side of the door a twenty. I groaned sleepily and Jon turned from the door.

Giving me a sheepish grin he said, "Sorry I thought I'd catch the guy before he knocked. Turns out watching you sleep is hypnotic and I forgot about it."

I stretched and smiled up at my gorgeous man. "You're forgiven. What'd you get?"

He handed me a plate with a bagel, cream cheese, fruit and a few pieces of bacon on it. When he took his own plate to the other side of the bed he was quiet. I wondered if something was wrong but took a bite of food to keep from asking. We ate and killed a couple of hours by watching TV then showered. My aunt had phoned me the day before and was expecting me for lunch. I had told Jon that I didn't know who was going to be there but he decided he'd come this far he wasn't going to let me go in alone. I gave him the directions to the local place my aunt had dictated we meet at because for all the good I was in the ring my family scared the living hell out of me.

When we got to the place Jon parked in the back away from the other cars. "We can say fuck it and drive back to Cincinnati right now, if you want."

I looked at him, he was dead serious. "Jon I want to tell you yes let's go but I've made it this far and maybe they've changed. I don't know but it seems wrong to say I'd meet with them and then be all whoops sorry I lied. I'm not like them and this will prove that."

"You're not like them because you wouldn't blame an innocent girl for your stupidity." He said gruffly as he slid his arm around my waist.

I took a deep breath as Jon opened the door to the steak house. The smell of steak and vegetables filling my nostrils. Jon put a hand at the small of my back and leaned in. "If anything the food smells good. And hey free food."

I giggled a little then I saw my aunt and her same boyfriend. I could only hope he didn't say or do anything because he wasn't worth Jon going to jail over and I knew Jon would beat the hell out of him if he did. Jon pulled me close. My aunt looked at Jon then at me. She wasn't going to make the first move. Fine I would.

"Aunt Linda." I held out my hand. She would get business Kianna nothing more.

"Kianna." She eyed Jon and I wanted to hit her.

"This is Jon Good, my boyfriend." Jon held out his hand, if only to be civil. "Jon this is Linda and Tim."

He and Linda shook hands and then it was Tim, Linda's husband now, turn to shake his hand. I thought it would turn into to a testosterone match. I touched Jon's shoulder and he backed off. Jon knew Tim was and he also had a huge problem with him as did I.

"Well come here, girl." Tim grabbed me for a hug before I could do anything differently. I pulled away with some force.

"Let's go find a place to sit." Linda suggested.

I chanced a look a Jon, his eyes were killer instinct dark again. Instead of pulling away as I had last night I hugged his waist a little tighter as we walked to the back of the restaurant. He hugged me back and kissed the top of my head. I said a silent prayer of thanks, Jon wasn't completely homicidal at the moment. Not that couldn't change at a moment's notice.

We set in the back forty of the place and I noticed that there was nobody around. I wondered why but at the same time didn't care. Jon and I set across for Linda and Tim in a booth on the back wall. Nobody spoke for a few minutes while the waitress made her way to the table. It was a girl I'd known in high school so after the 'hi how've you been' part was over she went to get our drinks and left us looking over the menu.

Jon leaned in close. "You okay?"

"Of course she's okay!" Tim said in a fake enthusiastic voice.

"I wasn't talking to you." Jon said calmly. I grabbed his hand and he squeezed mine. Please don't get into a fight, I thought.

Linda broke the silence, "So what looks good?" She faked a smile. And for the first time I could tell she and I were on the same page. "Jon, since you've never been here before I'm sure Ki can suggest something."

"I think Jon..."Tim said dripping with distain, "…can read the menu, Honey."

I wanted to kill him with my butter knife. And then I looked at his shirt, it was black with the Dragon Gate USA logo on it. He knew who Jon was that was why the show of testosterone! He wanted Jon to make a move! I acted like my phone vibrated and took it out of my pocket. I text Jon: Look at his shirt DGU. He knows who you are? Don't do anything no matter what he says! *heart*. Jon looked at his phone and squeezed my hand. Catty came back with our drinks and we ordered our food. Jon and I both got a salad bar trip.

As we were standing in line Jon said, "I seen his shirt. But's it's an older logo so I can't say for sure or not if he recognized me. Don't worry, Sweet. I'll behave as long as he doesn't touch you."

"That's the only reason he's saying or doing anything. He likes getting a reaction out of people. I should have warned you." A few more people recognized me and said hello. Of course being a small town once I introduced Jon once everyone else knew his name and rank.

I apologized as we walked back to the table. I could see the wheels in Tim's head spinning. What did they have planned? I thought. We set down and began to eat.

"So Jon. You work?" Tim said staring him down.

Jon put down his fork and returned the glare. Two could play this game and Jon knew the rules. "Yes."

"What do you do?" Tim replied over his glass.

"A real job? Because if you say skater of snowboarder whatever fantasy kids have now days I'll have to tell you to stay away from Kianna." Linda stated.

I swallowed the drink I had just taken hard. "Excuse me?! You are going to do what to who? You married the asshole that almost rapped me and I've been gone for almost two years so what the hell gives you the right to say who I date?!"

She didn't say anything just stared at me. Tim started to say something, maybe defend her or his honor, if he had any. But I held up my hand. "Jon is actually a successful wrestler and pretty damn good at it too. So let's cut to the chase. Why did you want to meet? Let's get it over with."

When nobody said anything Jon piped in "Anytime now. I don't think she plans on waiting around too much longer."

"We've missed you and when we found out you were coming back to town for a little while…"

I cut my aunt off. "Save it. The truth or I walk out now."

They only looked at each other saying nothing. The food came but it grew cold no one was very hungry any more. I nudged Jon, he took the hint and stood. I slid out behind him. Tim tried to stop me but whatever he saw in Jon's eyes stopped him dead.

"I'm only in town to deal with things on my father's side but that is it. After it's done I'm out of here end of story." We walked away leaving them gabbing after us.

Jon hugged me tight when we got outside. "You my dear are amazing! And you really think I'm good?"

I laughed. "Thank you and you know you're good."

We drove to the motel. Once we got there I realized Jon had never told me what had happened that he'd got time off. I bounced on the bed as he reheated our pizza, wondering if I should ask or not. Why not, I thought. I seemed to be on a role today.

"Hey Babe. You never told me why you got so much time off."

He turned around, pizza in hand. "Well I might have gotten an offer from some big company and I took the time off to think about it."

"What?" I stopped bouncing. "You sounded conflicted when you called that day. And now you're telling me it was a good thing. Who?"

"Well…" He stopped. "WWE."

"WWE?! Seriously? Jon please for the sake of mankind tell me you said yes."

"Yes I said yes. I'm not an idiot. But I have to finish out my contract with CZW and DG and I have to be in Florida to make everything final the last part of March early April."

I set up so I get you for a few more months." I was happy for him, more than happy but I knew what this meant. He'd be in Florida and I'd be in Cincinnati. Not that we really got to see each other a lot as it was but it would be for longer periods.

"Hey, what's that look?" He set up scooting back on the bed so I wouldn't fall off his lap. "Don't be sad, Sweet. It's a good thing I swear."

"I know I do. I'm sorry I just realized we wouldn't get to see each other and that part sucks."

He stay quiet for a long time and I played with his hair. He pulled me closer pressing his hand to the back of my head. Our lips met for a slow long kiss. When we broke it he leaned his head back against the head board.

"Ah…Fuck." He sighed running his hands through my hair. He slid his hands down my sides then picked me off his lap setting me to the side. "I got you something. Don't freak out because it isn't what you think."

Jon pulled a little box from his jacket pocket. He took a deep breath. I set there in shock, if it wasn't what I thought it was then what was it? He opened the box to revel a ring it had tiny diamonds on a black surface surrounding a larger opal. I loved it and I didn't care what it was for. He took the ring off it's little pedestal and took my right hand.

"See not even the right hand." He winked. "And I'm so awesome I got it purposefully in the wrong size. Well okay they only had one." He joked.

The ring was hot, from Jon holding so tightly, on my middle finger. I looked from him to it only about a half dozen times before I spoke. "When did you get this?"

He grinned. "When we were at the antique shop and you and Nitta were in the back."

"You sneaky little devil!" I smiled up at him. "You've had it this whole time and I never even knew."

He shrugged, "I'm good at hiding things. So you like it?" The look on his face said he knew I did.

I stared at him. "Like it? I love it. But now wasn't when you had planned on giving it to me was it?"

Jon stretched back down on the bed. "Nope."

I settled in next to him. Nope would be the only thing I'd get out of him on the when or how part of the conversation, so I let it drop. I didn't really care anyways. He rubbed his hand up and down my side.

I kissed his cheek. "I love you, Jonathan Good."

"Awe really?" He joked then kissed my forehead. "I love you too, Sweet."

We fell asleep without another word it had been a stressful day to say the least. I woke up to the sound of running water but decided to stay where I was at. I sighed the bed was warm and the pillow my head rested on smelled like Jon. I could stay like that forever. I drifted back to sleep only to feel the blanket being pulled away. I groaned in protest until he ran his hands up my jean covered thighs. The thought that we hadn't undressed crossed my mind when Jon cupped me. I slowly opened my eyes but said nothing. I simply watched a very naked and aroused Jon.

"I know you're awake."

"I know but please don't let that stop you. Wake up sex is the best." I stretched into his palm.

"I thought shower sex was the best." He replied undoing my jeans.

"It is. With you it's all the best." I said as I watched him slip those long sexy fingers between my hips and pants.

He pulled and I lifted my hips just enough to help. Next went my panties he skimmed his hands back up my body, his mouth trailed behind them. I shivered when he parted my thighs and he kissed a hot path to my center. He stopped to press a kiss just above but continued up. He set up on his knees holding onto my sides he pulled me up with him. He tugged my shirt up and slayed his large hands over my bra. I shed my tee the rest of the way kissing him as I threw it across the room.

"I thought I was doing all the work." He flashed me his world renowned smirk.

"I only helped a little." I said closing my hand around his cock.

He moaned but pulled my hand away. When I stuck out my lip to pout he bit it almost too hard and I smirked back at him. Pulling me closer he pressed himself against me. He was hot and pulsing and I grew wet in response. I grabbed the back of his head and kissed him hard. He lifted me to his lap. I impaled myself on him and tipped my head back. Jon pressed kisses to my throat and played with my tits as I rode him. He rose to his knees and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He laid me back on the bed and fucked me harder and faster until I had no choice but to cry out. He leaned in swallowing the next scream as he kissed me.

"Awe Fuck!" He said as he came.

He collapsed on top of me and wrapped his arms around me. He twisted around until I was laying on top him. We just laid there not saying anything he ran his hands up and down my back. I rose up to look at the clock.

"I don't want to move but I need a shower before we go." He moaned when I slipped off him.

While I was in the shower I heard my phone and Jon answer. When I finished up in the bathroom Jon was just hitting the end button.

"Who was that?" I asked towel drying my hair.

"That lawyer guy said to meet him at Olive Garden instead of his office. Said there was a plumbing issue. I didn't ask." He said as he looked me up and down and licked his lips.

"Hold that thought, we don't have time." I scolded him. I slipped a sun dress over my head before he acted on his thoughts and slid my panties up my legs and heard him groan. I smiled as I teased him just a little as I wiggled them over my hips.

"I hate you." He said.

"No you don't. You love me." I kissed him in an opened mouthed kiss. "Be a good boy and you'll get whatever you want tonight."

He growled low and smiled a wicked smile. Grabbing my ass as we walked through the door. It was cold and raining by the time we got to Amarillo and the Olive Garden. I shivered when the cold wind hit me in the face as we opened the car doors. My thin dress was not the greatest thing to wear on days like this. Jon put something over my shoulders, I looked back to see it was his old leather jacket. I pushed my arms in the sleeves.

"Ready?" Jon asked climbing out of the car.

"Do I have a choice? Burr I hate Texas weather."

He laughed as he wrapped an arm around me as we made a run for the door. The lawyer, Stan March, was already seated in the back of the restaurant with a small child. I looked at Jon secretly asking if the guy had said anything about a kid, he shook his head getting the message loud and clear. We said the peasantries and then set down.

"First off thank you for coming. I believe it was Jon who called to let me know you'd be late."

"Yes sorry about that."

The little girl leaned into the lawyer and asked something too low for Jon or me to hear. He said yes to her and she slipped out of her chair making sure not to touch or make eye contact with Jon. She had such a sad little look in her grey eyes when they met mine. I wondered why.

"Well if you don't mind if I rush ahead while Hailie is away from the table."

"Oh is she your granddaughter?" I asked.

He gave me an almost patronizing look. "Um…no she was your uncle's ward. Hailie is the daughter of your cousin Henry. He and his wife died only a year ago in a car wreck, leaving the child to her mother's brother but unfortunately there was abuse in the home and she ended up with your uncle, her grandfather."

Poor girl no wonder she was so sad. I felt for her, I did but I didn't know what she had to do with any of this. I held Jon's hand as I asked, "Why is she here? Isn't there another relative she can go to?"

"Yes, you." He let that sink in.

"No. I mean I don't even have a dog and barely enough money to take care of myself. There is no way I can raise a kid. No someone else has to take her." I heard a small cry behind me. My heart sank when I turned to see Hailie running back the way she had come. I glared at the lawyer he could have said something he had seen her. The ass.

"Don't worry about that she does that quit often."

Jon squeezed my hand then excused himself. That left the lawyer and I to argue and bicker about law things and my uncle's will. By the time we were finished I was thirty million dollars richer and had a four and half year old. My head was spinning as I walked out and followed the lawyer to his two seat convertible. He handed me a small suit case and a baby car seat. He said he'd meet us a First One Bank and waved as he drove off. The rain had stopped and the air was muggy as I walked to Jon's car, I'd put the things in and then go see where Hailey and Jon had gone off too.

I turned from the car and heard my name called. I turned to see Jon holding the ice cream covered tot and I wanted to have his children at that moment. I walked toward them. What would I say to Hailey? Hi I'm your new guardian I'll try not to kill you? I'm sure that would go over great!

"I found her in our car hiding." Jon explained.

"Oh well that's where I would have gone too." I said.

Jon set her on her feet and we walked back to the car when Hailie seen her small bag and seat she started crying. I knew this was going to be hard but not how hard and it was only beginning. Jon closed the door and picked her up. For a girl who wouldn't so much as look at him earlier she was clinging to his neck for dear life.

"Hey sweet girl. What's wrong?" He set her on the hood on the car.

"I can't fit in the seat." She said softly.

I watched the whole thing falling more in love with Jon by the second. He had been gentle with me before but this was a whole different man. I was seeing another side to him and I loved it as much as the rest of him.

He wiped her tear stained cheeks and cradled her head in his hands. "It's okay, Hailie."

She began to cry again. "No I need one or I'll get taken away!"

I had to chime in she was breaking my heart. "Honey we'll buy you a new car seat. There's a store down the street…"

"You said you didn't have money for a kid." She stared at me with those big grey eyes.

"Well what I didn't know at the time I said that was the rest of what I was getting from Uncle Rush." I used his name for her sake. "We just have to make a stop at a bank and do some things there and then we'll be free and clear."

Jon buckled Hailie in and then drove us to the bank. Mr. March was already there waiting impatiently by his car. Jon got out and unbuckled Hailie but she climbed over the seat to me. I told her to wait while I got out then turned and picked her up.

"I don't like him." She whispered in my ear as we walked into the bank.

"Why not?" I asked quietly as March was talking with the banker.

"He's not a good man. He's bad, bad, bad." She shook her head against my shoulder.

Jon was close enough to hear her. "I don't like him either." He winked at her. "Just a few more minutes and we won't have to see him ever again."

"Good." Hailie nodded sharply. Then wiggled to get down. "Can I go over there, mo…Ki?"

I blinked at her. "Yes but come back when I or Jon call for you, okay?"

Jon watched her go to the tiny play area. "Did she almost call you mom?"

"I think so."

March and the banker called us to his office we could see Hailie from the windows so we decided to leave her be and let her play. An hour later Jon, Hailie and I were being escorted to the car by a very fat security guard carrying almost the whole lump sum off thirty million dollars minus lawyer and bank fees. After getting Hailie set I stared at Jon.

"I have never seen so much money in my life! Not even on bank day at the bar. And it's all ours."

"It's yours, Sweet and Hailie's. I have nothing to do with it."

"No Jon. Yours too. We'll have to put some up for stuff but what's left is mine, Hailie's and yours." I took his hand. "You came with me, when you could have stayed at home or finished out your contracts early but you didn't you came and you're amazing with Hailie I don't think I could have said anything to her to make her trust me like you did. You earned it, Pal." I said. Making sure Hailie was occupied by something else I leaned over and kissed him.

"Do I still get whatever I want tonight?" There was a sparkle in his eyes as he teased me.