Warning: SMUT

Lennon didn't know how long Jude would be gone, so she decided to clean the dirty dishes and around her apartment. She looked over at the boxes that were already closed and filled and she had to wonder if she was making the right decision by moving to Woodstock.

Their talk wasn't supposed to end the way it did. Jude wasn't supposed to walk out on her, but she knew that she was partially at fault. He was simply asking a question and Lennon jumped to conclusion. However, she had a reason to. Her previous relationship made her the way she was with future men, but Jude didn't know that.

When Lennon finished cleaning around her apartment, she sat on the couch, staring at the door and waiting for Jude to knock. She sighed and lied back down, sending him a quick text to come back before setting it aside.

Jude felt highly uncomfortable walking around the block of her apartment complex. It was much noisier than going for a walk in Woodstock. He hadn't been back in the city in such a long time and joining Lennon to help her pack made him realize that he didn't like it whatsoever.

He sighed to himself and thought about their argument, their first argument. Jude wasn't used to seeing that side of Lennon, but he hoped that he would help her learn how to go about situations in a different way. He didn't mean any harm in his question, but Lennon thought differently.

Jude, however, was afraid that she was moving to Woodstock simply for him. He knew that it was selfish to think that way, but he had an inkling that part of the reason why she wanted to move was to be closer to him. He didn't mind, in fact, he was more than ecstatic, but Jude just wanted to make sure that she was thinking about it thoroughly.

When Jude felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, he pulled it out and looked at the message. He sighed and began walking back to her apartment complex. The first thing he was going to do was apologize.

Lennon heard a knock on the door. Grinning, she stood up and walked eagerly to open it. However, when she saw her ex-boyfriend standing on the other side, she cleared her throat and hoped that Jude was on his way.

"E – Eric… What are you doing here?" she asked.

"I can't visit?"

"Not after we broke up, no."

"Well, I figured we could talk about that actually."

"It's done. We're done. Can you please leave, Eric?"

"Come on. Let me come in. It'd be like old times," he winked, stepping into the apartment without invitation.

Jude was watching at the end of the hall. He didn't know who this man was and why he was stepping into her apartment, but he was jealous. Super fucking jealous. Jude contemplated on interrupting the little reunion or just walking away, but he decided that Lennon was his.

Despite their argument, she was still his girlfriend. He may have not wanted to be the main reason why she should move to Woodstock, but that didn't mean that he didn't care for her. Jude had fallen in love with her and he wasn't going to let her go.

"Eric, you have to leave…" Lennon mumbled, stepping back from him.

Eric looked around the apartment, arching a brow. "You moving?"

"I am, yes."

"Where to?"

"I don't think that's any of your business," she replied.

"O-ho! It is my business. I still love you, baby," he grinned, walking towards her.

"Eric, please…"

Just as he was going to reach for her, Lennon heard the knock on the door and silently wishing it was Jude. She quickly moved away from Eric and to the door, opening it slowly. When she saw Jude, relief flashed through her eyes and she wrapped her arms around him tightly.

"He won't leave," she whispered, pulling away from him.

Jude arched a brow, startled by her sudden embrace. He could feel her tense body against his and he had to wonder why. Though, when she whispered into his ear, Jude felt anger run through his veins.

He placed a gentle kiss at her temple and stepped inside with her, keeping her strategically behind him.

"So, is he the reason why you're moving?" Eric asked, sizing himself up against Jude.

"Eric –"

"Just tell me the fucking truth," he spat.

"Hey. If she doesn't want to tell you, she doesn't have to," Jude interrupted.

"I don't think I was talking to you. I was talking to my woman."

Jude tightened a jaw, but instead, flashed a smile. "Your woman?"

"Eric, Jude's my boyfriend, okay? You need to leave. You can't keep showing up. We're done…" Lennon mumbled, stepping away from Jude and wringing her hands together. When she made eye contact with Eric, he noticed the fear in her eyes and how she quickly looked away.

"Your boyfriend? Have you told him all about us yet? How much fun we had?" he grinned, reaching out to touch her cheek.

Jude shook his head and quickly swatted his arm away, taking a step forward. "Back off. It's clear that Lennon doesn't want you here, so do us a favor and get the hell out."

Eric narrowed his eyes at Lennon, waiting for her to speak up. When she didn't, his hands curled into fists and he felt anger pulse through him. "You're making a big fucking mistake, Lenn."

"Get the fuck out," Jude repeated opening the door and motioning for Eric to leave.

Erick snarled, deciding to leave the apartment but not without a glare to Lennon. "Lennon," he said harshly.

"All right. I'm done playing Mister Nice Guy," Jude said, grabbing Eric by the back of his shirt and tossing him out of the apartment. "Stay out of Lennon's life, asshole." He shut the door and made sure to lock it before he looked at Lennon.

Her eyes were glued to the floor and when Jude stepped forward to wrap his arms around her, she flinched away and looked up at him with intense fear.

"Hey… Hey, Lennon. It's just me, all right?"

She didn't respond, but instead, wrapped her arms around his neck and breathed heavily against him. Lennon shut her eyes, taking in his comfort and holding him close. "I – I'm sorry… I didn't mean to attack you earlier. I just –"

"You've got to tell me what's going on, Lennon…"

She pulled away, leading him to the bedroom where they lied next to one another. Jude wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to his side while her head rested against his chest.

"E – Eric and I… We dated for a while. It was really good in the beginning and then… Then, little things started to happen. I started to make mistakes. He didn't like that very much and –"

Jude shook his head. He could piece it together. "He's in the past now, all right? I'm going to keep you safe and I will never lay a hand on you. I promise," he whispered, kissing her temple. "I'm sorry I left…"

Lennon sighed, "I don't blame you. I know I'm hard to deal with."

Jude shrugged, "Maybe, but I'd rather be the one to put up with it."

"Thank you for coming back."

"I wouldn't have left you after one argument, Lenn… You mean a lot to me. It's going to take more than that to make me leave," he smiled.

"Oh good. I like having you around."

Jude chuckled, rubbing her arm absently. "Do your grandparents know about Eric?"

Lennon shook her head. "N – No. I can't tell them."

"Why not?"

"Because I've never really brought home the greatest guys. You're different though and if they know what Eric used to do… They won't trust you with me. It's just going to give them another reason as to why I shouldn't leave," she sighed.

Jude arched a brow, "I've got your grandmother's approval. She knows I'd never hurt you."

"Jude…"

"Lennon… Baby, they have to know."

"Okay… Tomorrow, we'll go back and I'll tell them."

Jude looked down at her, noticing the tears in her eyes. He kissed her forehead and gently wiped her tears away, "You're coming back to Woodstock, no matter what. There is no way I'm going to let you stay here when he knows where you live, okay?"

"Thank you," she said softly, leaning up to peck his lips. "I don't know what I did to deserve you, but –"

"We met at the right time. I'm going to forever be grateful that you gave me a chance."

"My ruggedly handsome man," she giggled.

"Yours truly," he winked.

The next morning, Lennon awoke quietly and looked down at Jude. Last night's events reminded her of how lucky she was to be with him. There was no other man she had ever been with that was as great as Jude.

Slowly, she ran her fingertips down his chest and to the waistband of his jeans. Lennon hesitantly sat up, removing her shirt and bra and also her pants and panties. She wanted to thank him for saving, and protecting her last night.

Lennon straddled his waist and slowly rolled her hips against his, whimpering as the fabric of his pants brushed against her clit multiple times. He stirred quietly, but otherwise remained asleep despite the growing erection beneath his jeans.

Lennon grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts, moaning quietly as she felt his warm, large hands grasp onto her. Suddenly, Jude fluttered his eyes open with the sight of his girlfriend grinding against him with absolutely no clothes on.

"Lenn – Fuck," he groaned, feeling her undo his pants and slide a hand beneath them.

"Morning," she winked, pecking his lips.

Jude began to massage her breasts into the pit of his palms, lifting his hips to wiggle out of his pants. Lennon pushed them down further to his knees before she lifted herself to run her wet length along his tip.

"Fuck," he grunted, looking up at her. "I'm going to slam into you if you don't put it in," he threatened.

Lennon blushed, slowly lowering herself down onto his length. She shut her eyes and rested her hands on his chest, adjusting to his girth. Her wetness lubricated his manhood, making it easier for her to ride along him.

Jude dropped his hands from her breasts to her backside, grasping onto it tightly. He leaned up to place his lips against hers, his eyes falling shut and reveling in the spontaneous sex.

"Jude," she moaned, sitting upright and slamming herself down against him. She rolled her hips forward and backward, grunting at the feel of his hair at his base brushing against her clit and causing friction.

He wrapped his arm around her lower back, holding her tightly before rolling her onto her back swiftly. Jude slammed himself further into her depths, looking down at her as he grabbed her hands and placed them above her head.

"Fuck," he groaned, reveling in her tightness.

Lennon wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to quicken his pace as she felt her bed rock back against the wall repeatedly. His roughs quickened and increased in roughness, causing her eyes to shut and her hands to grapple onto his own for stability.

Suddenly, Lennon felt her walls tighten around his manhood which took him by surprise. He looked down at her frame and grinned, his hips slamming into her repeatedly. After a few thrusts, Jude pulled out and released along her lower abdomen.

Lennon looked up at him, smiling. "Mm, that's just what I needed."

Jude chuckled, "Thank you for waking me up in the best possible way."

"I'm going to take a shower then we can head to my grandparents," she said, kissing his cheek.

Jude smiled, looking into her eyes. "All right. I'm tempted to join you, but we'll never leave."

"Invitation is always there," she winked.

When Lennon walked into the bathroom and Jude heard the water running, Jude grabbed his phone and dialed Grace's number.

"Jude? Everything okay?"

Jude had gone up and left her bedroom, brewing up a pot of coffee. "Everything's all right. Listen, is the Carters house still up for sale?"

"Carters? As in Lily and Arlo? Lennon's parents?"

"Yeah. Is it still up for sale?"

"It is. What are you up to, Jude?"

He grinned to himself. "Call the realtor. Tell him that I'll buy it."

"Jude –"

"Grace, I love this woman. She's moving to Woodstock and what better place for her than the place her parents used to live in? The place that she was supposed to grow up in?"

"You're a sucker for romance," she laughed.

"Anything to make Lennon happy," Jude smiled. "When that's situated, can you grab a few guys and fix that tire swing out front? I'm sure Lennon would love it."

"Of course. When will you guys be back? Probably the end of this week."

"Okay, you got it. I'll see you then."

After they hung up, Jude set his phone down and peeked into the bedroom to see Lennon exiting her bathroom in her towel. He smiled to himself and poured coffee into two mugs before bringing it into her bedroom.

He couldn't wait to surprise her when they went back to Woodstock.

"I need to tell you both something that I kept hidden for a very long time," Lennon began, sitting across from her grandparents at the dining table. Jude was sitting next to her, his hand placed comfortingly on her thigh.

"What is it?" her grandfather asked.

"E – Eric… I'm sure you remember him. The latter half of our relationship… He, uh, he started beating me. Every little mistake I made, I had a punishment for," tears were clouding her eyes and Lennon cleared her throat.

"Damn that man," her grandfather said angrily. "How can you leave when you've told us this, Lenny? How do we know that Jude isn't the same?"

Her grandmother spoke up, "He isn't."

"Grandpa, Jude's the greatest thing to ever happen to me. I'm moving no matter what, but I would like for you to be okay with it. I'll visit every weekend. I want you both to come to Woodstock and see how it's like… It's an amazing town, grandpa."

Tears stung his eyes and he blinked them away, clearing his throat. "Jude?"

"Yes, sir?"

"You take care of my granddaughter, you hear? She's the only thing her grandmother and I have left," he said shakily.

Jude nodded, "I care about her so much, sir. I'd never do anything to hurt her."

Lennon stood up and wrapped her arms around her grandparents, but decided to hug her grandfather for a few moments longer. "I love you," she whispered.

He pulled back and looked into her eyes, "I love you too. You should have told us sooner about Eric."

"I know… I'm sorry."

"It isn't your fault. He'll never bother you again."

"I'll make sure of it," Jude added.

Her grandmother and Lennon moved to the kitchen, talking amongst themselves. With Jude alone with her grandfather, he looked over at her Lennon and bit his lower lip.

"Sir?"

"Jude," he responded.

"I love your granddaughter very much, and –"

"I know you do," he interrupted.

"What?"

"My wife told me, but I already knew it before that. You look at her in a way that I see myself looking at my own wife."

Jude smiled, "I'm going to take care of her. I promise."

"I know you will. It's just hard letting go, you know? It doesn't help that my daughter died in that town…"

"The man that was driving drunk didn't even live in Woodstock, from what I hear. They were just at the wrong place at the wrong time."

Her grandfather nodded, reaching out and shaking Jude's hands. "I can tell that you're a good man, Jude. Don't disappoint her."

"Never."

Lennon and Jude were lying down on the bed after another intense tryst, snuggling against one another as her room smelled like sweat and sex.

"So, we leaving the end of this week?" Jude asked.

"Mhm. Or however long it takes us to pack my clothes. I still don't know where I'll be moving, so I figure we can do multiple visits," she replied.

"Sounds good to me." he smiled mischievously, burying his face against her neck.

"Get some sleep?"

Jude nodded, "Mhm. Maybe I'll wake you up extra special tomorrow morning," he teased.

Lennon giggled, blushing intensely. "Good night, Jude."

"Good night, baby."