Eddie woke before she did the next morning, he decided he would take a quick hose down seeing as he could smell the alcohol still on him from the night before. He found a clean pair of his boxers and one of his t-shirts he gave her to wear to sleep in in Janet's dresser. Something told him to call Nick to let him know he would be late into work today; he didn't quite know how Janet would be this particular morning, but he had every intention of trying to understand what she meant last night; he at least owed her that much.

Janet was still sleeping pretty hard, so he started the coffee maker and whipped up some scrambled eggs with green peppers, American cheese and of course, some ketchup on the side; just the way she liked them. As the eggs were frying, Stacy's words kept haunting him: "Maybe she doesn't know how true love feels… The chances of your first love being the one and only are pretty slim to none these days, so of course she is going to be cautious in the beginning Eddie!"

Why oh why did I lash out on Janet like that? She loves me, that's all that matters, right? Right. So then why did my pigheadedness have to ruin an amazing evening… If she loves me now, then in time I know I can make her believe we have true love. That's it! Maybe she just needs more time… but we have had a lot of time already. What if she never feels so strongly for me the way I feel for her? Oh crap, the eggs are burned. Smooth Eddie…

Once the coffee finished, he poured two cups, added her favorite flavor of creamer, Irish Mint, and some Sweet and Low. He grabbed what was left of the scrambled eggs and headed for the bedroom. Almost the second Eddie walked through the door, Janet woke up.

"What the… what's that smell?!" She sat up in the bed and put on her glasses.

"Uh, I made breakfast." Eddie plopped her plate in her lap and set her coffee on the night stand. Janet took one look at her plate and began to laugh hysterically. "What's so funny?"

"These eggs… you know what they remind me of?"

"No."

"The first time you made me breakfast in bed! Remember?"

Eddie snuck around to his side of the bed with his coffee and eggs and scooted next to Janet. "Oh yeah! When I burnt the toast! But the eggs weren't too bad…"

"Exactly! Never fails, you always managed to burn something. How bout next time, I'll do the cooking?!" They both were laughing together now; it was a nice way to sorta break the ice.

And then it dawned on him, "Next time?" Janet stopped laughing, cleared her throat and reached for her coffee.

"Sorry, it just came out."

"Oh. Okay. Well, is your coffee good at least?"

"Yep, it's perfect."

"Good. Sorry about the eggs, you don't have to eat them if you don't want to, I ehrm, had other things on my mind when I was making them."

"Oh... like what?"

"I think you know what J…" She looked down at her plate, and put it to the side. She had hoped that they wouldn't start talking about last night till at least one cup of coffee, but guess it was now rather than later.

"Look, Eddie, I don't know what more you want from me right now. I did not think or want to ever make you cry, and I really am sorry for what I said but-"

"Sorry… for what part?"

Janet sighed, trying to figure out how to say what she wanted to say. It wasn't what he wanted to hear, but she couldn't lie to him. "For how I said I want true love... someday."

"Well, if that's what you want, why you sorry?"

"Because you totally misunderstood what I was saying!"

"Wait, now this is my fault?!" Eddie was looking straight in those big chocolate eyes of hers trying to understand. He knew he had to calm down, this was not going well… "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that, I just- wish I knew. How you really feel. What you really want. From me, or from someone else."

"Someone else? Who?! I don't want anyone else but you babe… never ever."

"Well then why did you-"

"Look, I am going to tell you what I told Stacy." She took his hands in hers and webbed their fingers together. They meshed so perfectly, she loved holding his hands. And he knew it too… when she reached for him, his first instinct was to pull her even closer into his body. Then he realized that probably was not appropriate giving the circumstances. Janet continued on staring back as his scruffy face, "What I meant last night by saying I want what the Smith's have 50 years from now, was that I want us to be the Smiths. I want us to be the old couple who never grows out of their wedding bands with the classic Buick car and the musty old house with its original flowered wallpaper prints. I want true love with you someday Jerry…"

As she was talking, he noticed her eyes were changing. They no longer were sad, worried, exhausted eyes from the night before... they were hopeful, glowing eyes. The eyes he had grown to love.

Eddie was speechless; he hoped she was going to say something like that, but why was she being so forgiving? He blew up pretty bad at her… "J, I don't know what to say. I honestly thought that this might be the end… that you wouldn't want me anymore. I mean I blew things waaayy out of proportion last night and didn't really give you a chance to explain. If only I stayed and just listened to you a little longer, none of this would have happened! I wouldn't have run into Stacy at the park, she wouldn't have come here-"

"Baby it was okay! Stacy actually gave me a little more confidence in us." She smiled at him and eventually, he smiled back. Janet could tell he felt bad about the whole thing, so she tried to lift his spirits. "And we were drinking a lot of wine at dinner… I don't think either of us really could say we were fair. Look, as long as you are willing to give me a little more time to feel as strongly for you as you do for me-"

Eddie couldn't take it anymore, he had to kiss her. This no-physical-contact thing was driving him crazy! He cupped his hands around her rosy cheeks and explored every inch of her mouth. Janet was so off guard with his kiss, never has he kissed her with so much love and heat. And let me tell you, Eddie knew how to kiss a girl!

Janet went along with his lead and decided talking was overrated anyway. They were in love with each other, they wanted each other, and they took each other.

Both of them did not have too much clothing on to rip off, so needless to say it didn't take long for their hot, exposed bodies to touch. Synchronized together, they rolled around a few times crashing both plates of burnt eggs to the floor. They didn't care, actually they barely noticed them fall; Eddie and Janet were completely and utterly only focused on pleasuring their bodies.

They were horny, hot, and on fire. It was like they could read each other's minds… Eddie knew exactly when to thrust in and when to pull out; Janet knew exactly where to touch to encourage him on. Her lips trailed all over his chest and shoulders as her hands sank into his back. At one point her nails clawed too hard into his skin and Eddie yelped. She immediately let go but he was not going to let that slow him down; he grabbed her hands and pushed up above her head. He knew she was almost at her peak point but had one more thing to do.

His fingers slowly trailed down her soft arms, past her breasts, around her stomach and down under. Eddie loved hitting that one spot with his fingers inside her, twirling around her clit. That always made her scream and always made her climax.

Just like that, she was there. With her back arched, toes curled, breast bouncing and fingers dug into his muscles, Eddie thought she never looked so damn good.