Disclaimer: Same disclaimer from first chapter.
Rating: R for some sexual content.
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: Molly/Jeff. Big shipper here…
A/N: Jeff reading Cosmo is funny, I agree! I'm so glad I got such good reviews for the first chapter that I decided to post the second chapter, too. I can't get italics to work, either, so I put *'s around italicized words. Sorry if that is an inconvenience to you!
Jeff and Molly walked along the perimeter of the hotel, holding hands.
Molly looked at Jeff, tugging at his hand and beckoning him to follow her. He eagerly walked with her a little way down the street, wondering where she was taking him. Suddenly, they stopped in front of a locked elementary school with a large fence.
"Mol, what are we doing here?" he asked her, walking up to the fence and looking up at the school. "It's midnight, and we've both graduated."
But Molly had already started climbing over the fence.
"Molly! What the hell are you doing?" Jeff asked, hurrying over to catch her just in case she fell.
"What's it look like? I'm going to play on the swings; now come on!" She was now all the way over and jumped to the ground. Not at all reluctantly, Jeff climbed over after her.
Molly quickly hopped onto the first swing she came to and would've nearly kicked Jeff in the head if he hadn't ducked in time. He sat on the swing next to her and found it was a bit low to the ground, but he was able to get himself moving just the same.
"Are we even allowed here on the school grounds at midnight?" Jeff asked her as he caught up to her. "It seems a bit strange that we could get out here this easily!"
Molly laughed.
"Oh, come on, Jeff! I thought you were Mr. Adventure!"
Even as she said it, she gasped.
"What did you call me?" Jeff asked amused. "Mr. Adventure?"
"Um, yeah!" she said sounding a little out of breath. "That's what I call you when I'm alone."
Jeff couldn't help but give a long laugh in reply. A few seconds later Molly joined in, and finally they settled down enough to talk again.
"Molly, you're a card!"
She didn't reply, and it was too dark to see her face. He was about to ask her what was up when she jumped off the swing. He didn't jump; he slowed down instead.
As soon as he (uneasily) stood up, she grabbed him and laid her head on his chest. He was so warm… and muscular… and he smelled really good. She could stay like that all night.
Jeff was thinking similar thoughts as the two stood there in each other's arms. She was so beautiful, and she was so fun to be with. He definitely knew whom he wanted to be with for the rest of his life.
All of a sudden, a light went on inside, and Molly's head shot up. The two got over the fence. They had gotten over and run away just as someone stepped outside.
When they were in a safe enough distance that no one would hear them, they were practically rolling in the street laughing.
"Oh, we're safe, Mr. Adventure!" Molly exclaimed as she draped her arms over his shoulders and gave him a small kiss.
"What, just one tiny kiss?" Jeff asked her. He pulled her closer to him and leaned his face down more. She caught on quickly and gave him an even smaller kiss.
Jeff snorted. Molly gave him a large smile, but she leaned up and gave him an even larger kiss. He was surprised but got over it.
A car drove past and blinded them when they opened their eyes.
"Did they see us?" Jeff asked in a low voice. Molly laughed and almost pushed him again, but she remembered what happened the last time she tried that.
They decided to walk back since it was almost 1 in the morning. They once again walked hand-in-hand, but they were silent this time—Molly was almost asleep.
Jeff fingered the various small items in his pocket as they walked—loose change, lint, a ring… a ring? What would a ring be doing in his pocket? Then he remembered; he found it in his other pants' pocket and decided to put it in that pocket.
It had been his mother's wedding ring.
They had reached the front door of the hotel, and an idea came to his mind that made him very nervous.
He stepped in front of her. She closed her eyes, expecting him to kiss her goodnight, but the kiss never came. She opened her eyes and saw that he wasn't there anymore. She looked down—he was kneeling before her on one knee.
Was that a *ring* in his hand?
Rating: R for some sexual content.
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: Molly/Jeff. Big shipper here…
A/N: Jeff reading Cosmo is funny, I agree! I'm so glad I got such good reviews for the first chapter that I decided to post the second chapter, too. I can't get italics to work, either, so I put *'s around italicized words. Sorry if that is an inconvenience to you!
Jeff and Molly walked along the perimeter of the hotel, holding hands.
Molly looked at Jeff, tugging at his hand and beckoning him to follow her. He eagerly walked with her a little way down the street, wondering where she was taking him. Suddenly, they stopped in front of a locked elementary school with a large fence.
"Mol, what are we doing here?" he asked her, walking up to the fence and looking up at the school. "It's midnight, and we've both graduated."
But Molly had already started climbing over the fence.
"Molly! What the hell are you doing?" Jeff asked, hurrying over to catch her just in case she fell.
"What's it look like? I'm going to play on the swings; now come on!" She was now all the way over and jumped to the ground. Not at all reluctantly, Jeff climbed over after her.
Molly quickly hopped onto the first swing she came to and would've nearly kicked Jeff in the head if he hadn't ducked in time. He sat on the swing next to her and found it was a bit low to the ground, but he was able to get himself moving just the same.
"Are we even allowed here on the school grounds at midnight?" Jeff asked her as he caught up to her. "It seems a bit strange that we could get out here this easily!"
Molly laughed.
"Oh, come on, Jeff! I thought you were Mr. Adventure!"
Even as she said it, she gasped.
"What did you call me?" Jeff asked amused. "Mr. Adventure?"
"Um, yeah!" she said sounding a little out of breath. "That's what I call you when I'm alone."
Jeff couldn't help but give a long laugh in reply. A few seconds later Molly joined in, and finally they settled down enough to talk again.
"Molly, you're a card!"
She didn't reply, and it was too dark to see her face. He was about to ask her what was up when she jumped off the swing. He didn't jump; he slowed down instead.
As soon as he (uneasily) stood up, she grabbed him and laid her head on his chest. He was so warm… and muscular… and he smelled really good. She could stay like that all night.
Jeff was thinking similar thoughts as the two stood there in each other's arms. She was so beautiful, and she was so fun to be with. He definitely knew whom he wanted to be with for the rest of his life.
All of a sudden, a light went on inside, and Molly's head shot up. The two got over the fence. They had gotten over and run away just as someone stepped outside.
When they were in a safe enough distance that no one would hear them, they were practically rolling in the street laughing.
"Oh, we're safe, Mr. Adventure!" Molly exclaimed as she draped her arms over his shoulders and gave him a small kiss.
"What, just one tiny kiss?" Jeff asked her. He pulled her closer to him and leaned his face down more. She caught on quickly and gave him an even smaller kiss.
Jeff snorted. Molly gave him a large smile, but she leaned up and gave him an even larger kiss. He was surprised but got over it.
A car drove past and blinded them when they opened their eyes.
"Did they see us?" Jeff asked in a low voice. Molly laughed and almost pushed him again, but she remembered what happened the last time she tried that.
They decided to walk back since it was almost 1 in the morning. They once again walked hand-in-hand, but they were silent this time—Molly was almost asleep.
Jeff fingered the various small items in his pocket as they walked—loose change, lint, a ring… a ring? What would a ring be doing in his pocket? Then he remembered; he found it in his other pants' pocket and decided to put it in that pocket.
It had been his mother's wedding ring.
They had reached the front door of the hotel, and an idea came to his mind that made him very nervous.
He stepped in front of her. She closed her eyes, expecting him to kiss her goodnight, but the kiss never came. She opened her eyes and saw that he wasn't there anymore. She looked down—he was kneeling before her on one knee.
Was that a *ring* in his hand?