Molly came down not long after showing Thad and Meg up to their room "What about you Major Geddings? You ready for bed?"

Matthew sighed "Yeah, I am Molly. It's been a couple of full on days." He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. "But I need to say some things to you Molly. Firstly, thank you for today, for yesterday, for coming and meeting my family. It means a lot to me that you came. And," he took a deep breath "secondly, thanks for trusting me with the truth about Charles. It took a lot of courage for you to tell me but I'm glad you did."

Molly smiled softly at him and took his hand in hers "I'd hardly be saying 'thank you' if you had dumped all that on me. But Matthew, I loved meeting your family. They were all so lovely to me, so I think we're even."

Matthew grinned "I don't think so. My family can be a bit much for anyone, but whatever you reckon. Now you got something for me to sleep on?"

"What?"

"Well, Thad and Meg are in 'my' room, Sam's in his, you're in yours so I'm on the lounge. I'll need a pillow and a blanket to sleep on."

"No Matthew, you're in my room. I'm not letting you sleep on the lounge on one of your last nights here. I'll sleep on the lounge."

"Molly seriously, I've slept on worse and you know it!"

"I don't care what you've slept on, you're not sleeping 'ere."

"Well I do care and you're not sleeping here, I am." Both of them were starting to get wound up, partly because both of them were stubborn. Partly because Matthew's leave was coming to an end and it frightened the hell out of both of them and partly because things hadn't been resolved about what was going on between them.

"Molly!" Matthew fumed, his patience wearing thin.

"What?!" Molly took a step closer to him, her eyes flashing. Matthew looked into her eyes and lost control completely. The next thing Matthew grabbed Molly and planted a hot, demanding kiss on her lips. He felt her stiffen slightly but he didn't stop and it wasn't long before she was kissing him back.

Matthew lifted Molly up and proceeded to sit them both down on the lounge. Matthew held onto Molly, both hands on her hips. Molly's hands had made their way up to Matthew's shoulders where she gripped him tightly. Matthew's tongue slid into Molly's mouth, wanting to taste her sweetness.

Both of them had stopped thinking and they were now fighting to get closer each other. Their clothes only getting in the way. Matthew pushed Molly's jumper up over her head, running his hands down the creamy, soft skin of her back as he pulled her closer again, his mouth seeking hers.

Molly scrabbled to undo the buttons of Matthew's shirt. She pulled it out of the waistband of his jeans and pushed it down his arms. Her hands ran over his abdomen and the muscles in his chest. He had well defined muscles and was hard. Molly could feel how hard.

Matthew ran a line of kisses down her jaw and along her throat. His hand reaching to cup her breast. His fingertips traced the lace along the edge of her bra and she shivered at his touch. His teeth grazed over the softness of the flesh. A small moan escaped her lips as she rocked her hips over his.

Molly suddenly realised that she was straddling Matthew, both of them with no shirts on, wanting him to take her clothes off, in the middle of the family room, where anyone especially Sam could walk in at any time.

"Matthew." she breathed into his ear.

"Mmmmm?" He was holding her close, sucking the skin along her collarbone. His mouth warm and wet on her skin causing goosebumps to ripple across her.

"Let's go upstairs, now. We're in the middle of the family room." Molly tried to get up off Matthew but he wasn't letting her get away from him so easy.

"No, let's stay here." Matthew growled and pushed her bra strap down over her shoulder. His hands warming her body, his mouth exploring the dips of her shoulders.

"Matthew, let's go to bed, now." Her tone of voice had Matthew looking in her eyes. Matthew saw the way she was looking at him and he stood up taking Molly with him. She wrapped her legs around his waist "Bed Major!"

"Yes Ma'am!"

Matthew carried Molly up the stairs and to her bedroom as they continued to kiss each other passionately. Molly managed to get the door open and they stumbled into the dark room, which set the giggles off in Molly so Matthew threw her onto the bed before going back to close the door.

"Come here you!" Molly said as Matthew stood at the door looking at her. He took half a step towards the bed, he was in two minds about what would or could happen here. If he crossed this line with Molly there would be no going back. And if something happened to him at work, the consequences didn't bear thinking about.

Molly could see on Matthew's face the conflicting emotions that swam across his face with his thoughts. "Matthew?" she called softly to him, "Nothing is going to happen to you, I told you, I won't let it."

She sat up on her heels. "You know, Charles used to say everything was down to luck or chance." Matthew looked at her wondering where this would be going. "And I think I've had my share of bad luck for quite some time. I'm due some good luck so I'd say we'll be right for a few years to come." Matthew nodded at her and gave her a little half smile. And with that she put out her hand to him.

He took a step closer to her again. Molly reached out and grabbed Matthew's jeans by the belt loops. She bit her lower lip, pulling him closer to the bed and then said "Can you help me out of these jeans Corp?"

"Oh I think I can help with that Dawes."