If the heart is always searching,
Can you ever find a home?
I've been looking for that someone,
I'll never make it on my own
Dreams can't take the place of loving you,
There's gotta be a million reasons why it's true.

After returning their dishes to the kitchen, he stood quietly in the archway of the patio door and watched the beauty that was now standing before him, oblivious to him watching. Allowing himself this few seconds of people watching pleasure, he allowed his eyes to capture and take every inch of her into his subconscious.

He had never felt the way he felt about Melissa with anyone. Even when it had been him and Melina, this amount of affection, need for constant touching was pretty much non existent. If he wasn't holding Melissa, wherever they were, he knew he would feel empty. It was a feeling he had gotten used to over the last week. He just hadn't expected it to grow so large.

Her auburn hair was blowing the small breeze that had enveloped the house, and her gaze was locked on the water. She still wore her business suit, having not bothered changing when she had arrived home and he had forced her to relax. Something he knew the minute she tried to fight him that she was not used too. He related more to her in that moment earlier then he had since he had met her and that was saying something.

His heart swelled then, as she made the simple action of brushing her hair slowly out of her face and off to the side, where the wind didn't have the option of making it escape.

The reality of his situation hit him in that moment. If he left now, and never came back again, it would be this vision he would most remember. The way she looked under the moonlight with the rest of the world kept at bay and totally at peace. He also found himself craving something more then he ever had in his entire life.

John wanted to be able to see this exact vision in front of him for the rest of his life. He knew in a matter of fleeting seconds that his life would never be the same if she wasn't in it and her standing so far away from him now, had no idea she was having this effect on him.

John Hennigan, as he stood there, breathing and watching knew that no matter what happened from this point on, he was in love with this woman. His beautiful Melissa, the one he had dropped everything to be near and didn't regret a second of.

When you look me in the eyes,
And tell me that you love me.
Everything's alright,
When you're right here by my side.
When you look me in the eyes,
I catch a glimpse of heaven.
I find my paradise,
When you look me in the eyes.

Not wanting to waste another minute watching her when he could be near her, feel her; breathe her in, he threw the dish towel back onto the counter and made his way out to the edge of the back porch where she stood.

Wrapping his arms around her, cradling her into him, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, he placed his hands into hers until they were intertwined again the way they had been at the dinner table just a short time before. She melded her body into his and continued to watch the waves in the water, her breathing shallow and relaxed, sounding just as his did the minute their bodies made contact.

"It's a beautiful night."

"It is." she whispered, not moving an inch, content to be cradled where she was, feeling the warmth of John's body around her.

"I am so glad I did this." he confessed into the night sky. "When I walked away from you last week, I had no idea when I would see you again, and as much and as often as we talked, it just didn't fulfill the need I had."

"The need for human contact?" she asked in answer to his statement.

"The need for YOUR contact." he corrected, not at all surprised when the smile curled around his lips at the absolute truth that flowed from his words.

"How's the contact working for you?"

John laughed at the playful tone in her voice and the way she seemed to be fishing to find out what he was thinking in that moment. "The contact is almost perfect."

"Almost?" she asked, turning into him then and really getting a look at his face, wanting to get lost in the sea of blue that was his eyes again, if only for a moment.

"Yes almost. There is actually one more thing that we need to do to be able to make this perfect."

Her eyebrows raised before her thoughts even formed and she looked at him questioningly. "What else could we possibly need to do to make it perfect? From where I am standing, right now, in this moment it couldn't be more so."

He was inclined to agree at least a little but when she had been sleeping he had set a plan into motion and until he was through with that plan, the night would not be perfect for him. Or at least perfect for the both of them, the way he envisioned it in his mind.

"You owe me something still, and I need to collect on it, then all will be perfect in John's world."

She laughed and gave him a playful shove, but couldn't resist being a part of the game again. "And that would be?"

John pointed into house, straight from the kitchen to the living room area where the lamps were just bright enough to be able to see the black stereo cabinet, that was shining like a beacon through to them on the outside.

"A Dance, what you owe me is one dance."

With only a smile, she placed his hand tightly into his and motioned for him to lead the way. Since the last time they had danced together in his hotel room in Iowa, she had pictured doing it again in her mind. There couldn't be a perfect way to end the night then to have one last dance with him.

As they reached the living room and he swung her into his arms, wrapping his arms around her body, feeling the curves in her skin under his fingertips, he turned the stereo on and allowed the music to fill the room. He had been searching for exactly the right song, and as soon as the music played, it seemed he had found it.

How long will I be waiting,
To be with you again
Gonna tell you that I love you,
In the best way that I can.
I can't take a day without you here,
You're the light that makes my darkness disappear.

The began to dance, the moonlight shining in through the windows, all time and space seeming to freeze. There was really no other place the two of them could imagine being except for exactly where they were in this moment, time suspended.

He kissed her then, as their bodies moved with the music, the kiss first beginning tenderly, softly and then as the need mounted, became more hungry and heavy. Pulling away for only brief seconds to come up for air, their lips did not seem to want to stop the gravitational pull that bound them together.

Melissa began running her hands over his back as they danced, grasping for the feel of his skin to make contact with her own. Shedding the shirt after sensing her need, throwing it to the floor in a burst of heat he then pulled away from her kiss long enough to look in her eyes as she finally found peace with her hands on his back, trailing lines with her fingernails and driving the heat meter in his body seemingly through the roof.

Bringing his hands to rest on her cheeks, he pulled her lips in deeper to his, and the room seemed to spin with the affect it had on both of them. Before he knew it, he had again picked her up as he had earlier, sweeping her up into his arms, still maintaining the kiss for as long as both of them could stand it.

The music could still be heard playing, the beautiful words sending out a swan song of sorts for the feelings that had now overtaken the room. He began walking, not knowing where the destination would be but knowing he had to get to it. It was a hunger in him that defied logic. The moment their lips had touched, the atmosphere had changed for them as John had known it would.

He took the stairs, two at a time, making quick work of them, and holding her as she now began leaving a trail of kisses down his neck. Trying to find the breathe to speak, as she continued moving her lips over his upper body as they walked, he finally growled his request.

"Bedroom."

Breaking away from the spell like feeling she was under, Melissa pointed to the left and cradled herself instantly back into his arms.

John entered the bedroom in short order and immediately saw the king size bed before him. Now that they had entered her room, there could be no going back to the ease and simplicity of earlier in the evening, at least not from him. He wanted this woman, heart body and soul.

When you look me in the eyes,
And tell me that you love me.
Everything's alright,
When you're right here by my side.
When you look me in the eyes,
I catch a glimpse of heaven.
I find my paradise,
When you look me in the eyes.

He proceeded to lay her across the bed, making sure her head was resting on top of the mountain of pillows that were neatly placed across the blankets. It was then that he took her in, all of her. From the hunger in her eyes to the perspiration that now seemed to pour from her body, mirroring his own. She was exquisite and he just knew in that moment he had to have her.

"Are you sure?" he questioned intently, needing to make sure that they both wanted what was about to happen. When she nodded, breathless from the time spent with her lips locked in his, he lifted her shirt up and over her head flawlessly, tossing it to the floor.

She sat herself up at an angle then and kissed him, their lips crashing together in an overload of hunger that neither one was willing to deny any longer. She immediately let her fingers slide within his acid washed blue jeans and popped the button and zipper with ease and as John helped, the both rid themselves of the rest of their clothes.

He wanted to spend time loving this woman, showing her exactly what he thought of the gift that he was about to receive from her, that he didn't take it lightly and he was going to love it each and every day for the rest of his life but he was unable to get the chance.

The next thing he heard was the sound of her moan, almost begging and pleading with him to give her what she, and he both desperately craved. He kissed her then and their bodies melded together into one, crushing against each other as he strode on top of her feeling every inch of her body sparking together with his.

More and more, I start to realize,
I can reach my tomorrow,
I can hold my head up high,
And it's all because you're by my side

He felt his bulging heat dying for release and in that moment threw every rational thought out the window as he entered into her sweet warmth, allowing the feel of it to just grab a hold of him entirely and pull him under. Their bodies, sweating, craving, tingling for more moved together in the sweetest sounding rhythm until he was sure he would be able to take anymore.

As the waves of pleasure hit him, he looked deep into Melissa's eyes and watched as she opened them now to look at him in the same erotic way he was looking at her. They faded into oblivion in that moment, him first followed by her after the feel of his release seemed to take a hold of her body.

Unable to speak but knowing he had to get the words out, before he collapsed in complete and utter ecstasy, he took one last look at her face before leaning in and kissing her deeply, his words of love lingering against her lips as they came.

"I love you Lissa."

When you look me in the eyes,
And tell me that you love me.
Everything's alright,
When you're right here by my side.
When I hold you in my arms,
I know that it's forever.
I just gotta let you know,
I never wanna let you go.

When you look me in the eyes,
I catch a glimpse of heaven.
I find my paradise,
When you look me in the eyes.