CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

Martha spent most of her shift in a happy daze. All she could think about was Jack and how happy she was that they were now finally back together. She wished that she could see him and be with him right now; but she had to work, and she wasn't about to leave Beth and Macca by themselves. She'd just have to wait until the morning to see him.

"Alright, spit it out," Macca exclaimed.

"Huh? What?" Martha looked at him.

"You've had this silly grin on your face all night, and I'm guessing that it's because of your day with Jack," Macca laughed.

"You guessed right," Martha smiled. "If you must know; we had a great day and we're back together," she stated.

"It's about time," Macca breathed out loudly.

"I know that it took me a while, but I needed to make sure that I was ready. But at the moment we're taking it slow. I don't want to rush into anything," Martha explained.

"And Jack's okay with taking it slow?" Macca asked her.

"Yes, of course he is. Why wouldn't he be?" Martha replied.

Macca laughed. "Well, Jack's a guy, and most guys always like that something extra from their girlfriend: if you know what I mean," Macca pointed out.

"Oh my god," Martha gasped. "I am so not talking to you about that sort of stuff," she laughed before walking off.

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"How was the surf?" Kim asked Jack the next morning.

"Excellent," Jack answered. "You should definitely head down there," he told Kim.

"Don't' worry, we will be," Kit piped up. "Kimmy's going to give me some surfing lessons," she added as she ruffled Kim's hair.

"Good luck with that," Jack laughed. "I tried to teach Martha once, and every time she fell off the board she'd yell at me. Apparently it was my fault. And then all of a sudden she put a stop to it; now I know why," he said.

"She got pregnant," Kim stated.

"Yep," Jack exclaimed.

"Oh, speaking of Martha," Kit started. "How did the picnic go yesterday?" she asked.

"Really good," Jack replied. "Well, it was more than good. The baby kicked for the first time; it was so amazing. And we, ah, also kinda got back together," he smiled.

"Nice work," Kim slapped Jack on the back.

"Yes, that's great. See, I told you that she would come back to you when she was ready," Kit exclaimed.

"Maybe you should start your own show," Kim laughed at Kit sarcastically.

"Anyway," Kit glared at Kim. "We should probably go and get that lesson started. Hopefully you'll get washed out to Sea. Hmmm, that would be a really great topic for my new TV show," she smiled evilly at him as she walked out the door.

Kim laughed. "Seeya," he waved at Jack as he left.

Jack got up from the couch and walked off towards the bathroom for a quick shower. He was debating on whether he should go and see Martha. She had told him that she wanted to take the relationship slow, so he didn't want to piss her off by hanging around her all the time.

Maybe he should just wait until she came to see him.

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Martha walked up to the front door of Jack's place; it was almost twelve in the afternoon, and she was surprised that she had actually waited this long to see him. Truth was; she had been thinking about the whole 'taking it slow' thing and her mind had wandered. By the time she had snapped out of it, it was late morning.

Martha got to the door, and found that it was wide open. Jack was standing in the kitchen in just a pair of track pants; his hair was dripping wet, and water droplets were running down his body.

Martha was transfixed; as her breath caught in her throat. She could feel her body heating up, and any thoughts that she had had about 'taking it slow', had now flown out the window.

She was still standing in the door way; staring, when Jack noticed she was there. She smiled at him.

"Hey," he smiled back at her. "What's up?" he asked.

Martha stepped into the house and slowly started walking towards him. "I've changed my mind about the whole taking it slow thing," she shot out.

"Huh?" Jack said as he picked up a glass and placed it in the sink.

Martha quickly moved up behind him; placing her palms on his bare back. "I don't want to take it slow," she stated.

"Oh," was all Jack could say. The feeling of her fingers on his back was sending tiny bolts of pleasure through his body. His breathe caught in his throat as her hands moved around his waist, as she moulded her body against his; placing a soft kiss on the back of his neck.

Jack slowly turned to face her; she was looking at him in a way that could make him melt. He'd do anything she told him to do. Before he could even say anything, she had grabbed his face and pulled it down to hers; crashing her lips to his in a hard, intense kiss.

Jack rubbed his tongue seductively across Martha's, before continuing to explore the other recesses of her mouth. Martha let out a loud groan before pulling away.

"Are we alone?" she asked. Jack nodded, and a second later, Martha was dragging him off towards the bedroom; slamming the door loudly behind them.

Martha hurled herself back into Jack's arms; kissing him passionately. But then she stopped; stepping away from Jack. For a moment Martha had let herself get lost in the excitement, but it all came crashing down as she started to feel self conscious about the way she looked.

Her eyes lingered on her stomach for a while, before looking back up at Jack. He immediately knew what was wrong. He smiled and pulled her back towards him.

"You are beautiful. You have absolutely nothing to worry about," Jack told her as he stroked her cheek. "You look beautiful, and I'm finding you extremely attractive right now," he continued.

Martha laughed. Jack loved her just the way she was, and he didn't care how she looked. He could make her feel special no matter what.

"We don't have to do this if you don't want to," he then said to her.

Martha shook her head. "No, I want to," she said. "I miss you, and I want to have all of you," she whispered.

Jack gently kissed her again; his lips moving against hers, bringing forth a soft moan. "I'll be gentle," Jack promised in a whisper against her lips.

Martha nodded and slowly led them towards the bed. She laid back, as Jack hovered over her; pressing tiny kisses all over her face and neck. Martha let out a soft sigh as Jack gently lowered the straps on her singlet. She felt content as her excitement started to build. It had been so long since they had last been together, and Martha was intent on making up for lost time.

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