Chapter 11
For an instant, Janet was frightened. But when she looked to her right and found herself still curled up in Jack's arms, she smiled. They fit together so perfectly. Her body was pressed up against his, and her hand had found it's way under Jack's shirt, touching his heart. "Thank you for loving me," she murmured softly, closing her eyes once again.
Janet eyes didn't open again until fifteen minutes later, when she felt Jack's lips on hers. She yawned. "Hi."
"Hey," Jack whispered, his mouth inches from hers. "Told you I'd still be here."
Janet's only response was to roll over on top of him and kiss him with everything she had. "I know. Contrary to how I acted yesterday, I trust you. What time is it?"
"Around eight."
"I don't want to go," she announced, flopping back down onto the pillows. "Can't you just make the rest of the world go away?" she asked her boyfriend, only half kidding.
"Sorry, babe, but no can do."
Janet snuggled even deeper into his embrace. "Kiss me before we leave."
Jack turned to her, took her in his arms, and covered her mouth in a long and passionate kiss. She pulled away breathlessly, only to kiss him again. "It won't matter. No one gets up before noon on a Saturday," Jack said logically, playing with the hem of her shirt. She allowed him to pull it over her head as he began to kiss her again. He quickly undressed himself as Janet's body squirmed with delight underneath his.
"I love you," she whispered again, as Jack planted a trail of kisses down her neck and shoulder. "I want you, I want you right now."
Jack chuckled quietly, picking her up and laying her gently against the pillows. He paid no attention to her cries and screams of protest, simply kissed her lips gently ever so often.
"Jack Tripper, you are the cruelest man I've ever known." Her voice was full of desire, and it came out in short, ragged breaths.
His voice sent chills down her spine as his breath entered her ear. "I'm still going to kiss you, so just shake your head or nod, all right, honey?"
Janet nodded, her eyes never leaving his.
Jack kissed the nape of her neck softly. "I'm right in saying you have no regrets at all about what we did."
A vigorous nod.
"You'll never lose me, sweetheart. Ever. You own my heart. That's not an issue. Am I going to lose you?"
The shake of her head was so incredibly quick that her tears splashed onto his shirt.
"Do you want me to be inside you right now?"
Major hesitation. Then a slight nod.
"Tell me, sweetie. Tell me what you want."
She pushed his lips off her, her breath caught in her throat. "You. With me. Right now, " she panted, hardly standing the pain of waiting one more second. Her entire body screamed for his touch, and she was now crying out for him. "Please hurry for me."
Jack smiled, kissed her full on the lips, and again pressed his mouth to her skin. "Hold on tight, love.
You're going to be mine."
Janet's neck arched and all the muscles in her body tensed as she felt Jack's body enter into hers. "My God...." She whimpered, the tears flowing freely now. "So good, baby. So good."
After what seemed like an eternity but yet much too soon, the feeling was gone and Jack's lips left hers. "I love you, sweetheart. "
"I love you too, baby," Janet said quietly, snuggling up against him again, wanting to be near him and his love.
"Tell me, Janet. Tell me you're mine."
"I'm yours," she said softly as his lips traveled down her neck. "I've always been yours. No one else. No one else could do for me what you just did. Ever."
Jack's kisses became more and more gentle until he finally, reluctantly, rolled off of her. He cradled her body to his. "I'll never be able to let you go," he whispered fiercely into her ear.
"Fine by me." Just then the phone rang, and Janet sighed. She pulled out of Jack's arms and answered it, and she had to grab onto the chair for support when she heard who was on the other end. "Mr. Furley!"
Jack quickly came to her side, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. She leaned back into his embrace. Bad idea. Pleasurable moans couldn't help escaping her lips as Jack began to kiss her softly, planting a trail down the nape of her neck. "Bastard," she whimpered, smiling. "That's just wrong and you know it."
"Okay, Mr. Furley, you know what? I appreciate it, I really do, but I already have two parents, and that's more than enough. Now put Terri on, okay?"
She spoke to her for a few minutes, saying the occasional 'Uh- uh.' Janet hung up them, twisting around in Jack's arms. "We have ten minutes before we have to go home. Terri couldn't get us anymore than that. Besides, I really want to see her again."
"Only ten?" He pouted and stuck out his lower lip, knowing perfectly well that Janet never could resist him when he did that.
"Ten minutes, sweetie. That's 600 seconds. 600 seconds! Do you know what we can do in 600 seconds?" she asked him, her voice faltering with each syllable and becoming more seductive.
"I might have some ideas..." He leaned in to kiss her, but she giggled, squirmed away from him, and jumped onto the bed.
"Watch TV!"
Jack tackled her then, his body falling on hers as she laughed hysterically. She reached her arms around his neck as she melted against him, her lips touching his.
"Let's go home."
"You know, it's so interesting how I can say ten minutes and that translates into half an hour. Really...I find it fascinating." Terri's voice was dripping with sarcasm, yet her smile was as bright and sunny as ever. "I take it you two had a good time."
Janet blushed, feeling Jack's hand find hers and squeeze it gently. "Sorry about that."
"Furley was really freaked when you two didn't come home last night. But I made him calm down."
"How?"
"I might have told him how you guys were probably off somewhere doing god knows what and making mad passionate love." Terri giggled. "After that, he was so repulsed it actually made him stop pacing."
"Thanks..." Janet replied uneasily. "I think."
"You're so proud of yourself, aren't you, Ter?"
"But of course!" She grinned. "Anyhow, it's good to be back, but I hate leaving suitcases unpacked. Don't bother me for a while; I've got that much stuff."
"Okay. I'll help you in a bit, all right?" Janet responded.
"Gotcha." Terri gave her friend the thumbs up sign, and disappeared into her bedroom.
"You girls have to talk. I've been here for years, I know that much." Jack smiled. "Besides, I haven't seen Larry lately. Thought I'd go and say hi."
"Thanks," Janet whispered, reaching up on her tiptoes to kiss him. "I love you."
Five minutes later, Janet watched in speechless amazement as the hurricane that was Terri threw clothes every which way. Suitcases and piles of clothes, makeup, and other things were lying on her bed, and there were two not-so-separated lumps of shirts and pants on the floor. "You weren't kidding, were you?"
Terri glanced up slightly, a sheepish smile gracing her pretty features. "Are you going to just stand there laughing or would you care to help?"
In response, Janet stepped over the mob of fabric and pointed toward the nearest pile. "Clean or dirty?"
"Clean. That much I know," her friend answered triumphantly.
Janet sighed and picked up a yellow long sleeved shirt from the top of the heap. "Then how come this has a big glob of something I can only hope is ketchup on it?"
"Okay...so that one's dirty. Yes, that's ketchup. Relax, no one shot me."
Janet stuck her tongue out at her friend, and picked up the dirty pile. "Be right back."
Terri glanced at her curiously as she reentered the room. "How much fun did you two have?"
"W-what? And would you stop looking at me like that?"
"Exactly what way am I looking at you?"
"Like I'm some scientific experimentation. Or like I'm a mouse or some little animal. Either way, just say what you want to say, Ter."
"Did you and Jack have sex last night?"
Janet's heart began to pound, and she sank down onto the only free space on the bed. She looked at Terri, who was beginning to grin, and nodded. As expected, Terri squealed and hugged her. "Listen, Terri, you can't tell anyone. I mean it. We have our hands full enough just trying to sneak around Furley."
"I promise."
Just then, Jack appeared behind them, his hands resting on Janet's shoulders. "Something explode?" he asked, critically surveying the horrendously messy room.
Terri giggled. "Just my clothes. Sorry."
Janet left the room them, mumbling something incoherent about needing to see Ralph about fixing the sink. A second later, the sound of a door slamming greeted Jack and Terri's ears.
Terri began to systematically sort through her things, separating them into further intricate piles. She barely glanced up at Jack, her head still deep in her makeup bag, trying to distinguish between the things she "desperately needed" and those items that she could live without, at least for the next few days. "As long as you're here, fold the stack on the left. They go in the first drawer from the top."
"Oh, of course," Jack responded sarcastically. "Your wish is my command."
"Well, I always knew that, honey," Terri laughed. "But do this for me anyway." She was silent for a few moments, a small smile on her face.
"What?"
"A little birdie told me you had an awful good time last night."
"Janet told you?"
"Well...not voluntarily. I asked her. But don't worry. It's fine with me."
"I'm so glad we have your permission. Honestly...that's the highlight of my day."
"Was last night...the first time?"
Jack gave her a warning look. "You're pushing it, Terri. But yes, it was. And I know you're not going to let this go, so, yes, we did it this morning too."
Terri raised her eyebrows. "Wasn't going to ask. Thanks for sharing, though. So...now what? I mean, sex is a big thing. You can't take it back, and stuff is bound to change."
"Yeah, we know. But it doesn't really matter. I just figure whatever happens is going to happen. I...I just love her so much, Ter. She's everything to me. And no matter what, I'm always going to love her, so just about anything...bring it on. We can handle it, you know?"
"That is the sweetest thing I've ever heard you say. If I weren't such a good friend, I'd kiss you. And I don't even like you that way."
"Thanks."
"You know what I mean. What happens now though? I mean, honestly...I know you guys are going try to keep it normal, but things are guaranteed to get weird."
"I know, but we'll try to keep it as non-weird as possible. Besides, most of the nights we weren't even here, at least not until practically midnight. And when we get married...oh, crap."
Terri gasped. Actually, gasped and gaped both, the way people look who've just gotten the biggest shock of their lives. Or if they are just about to have a heart attack.
"Pick your mouth up of the floor, Ter," he said, smiling. "So I want to marry her. So what?"
Terri's voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, once she had gotten her normal heart rhythm back, that is. "Are...are you going to propose tonight?"
"NO!!! I didn't even say I wanted to, I was just thinking out loud. We are definitely not ready for that yet."
"Jack, you two have slept together and it's been what, a month? Hate to break it to you, sweetie, but nothing about this relationship screams normal. At least soon? Will you give me that?"
"I don't know about soon, but eventually...." Jack looked down and scratched his head. "I just know that Janet is the woman that I want to spend the rest of my life with."
"Well...I don't know how she would react if you ask her to marry you. Right now, at least. All I know is the way she talks about you. Jack, she loves you. Anyone with eyes can see the way you guys look at each other."
For an instant, Janet was frightened. But when she looked to her right and found herself still curled up in Jack's arms, she smiled. They fit together so perfectly. Her body was pressed up against his, and her hand had found it's way under Jack's shirt, touching his heart. "Thank you for loving me," she murmured softly, closing her eyes once again.
Janet eyes didn't open again until fifteen minutes later, when she felt Jack's lips on hers. She yawned. "Hi."
"Hey," Jack whispered, his mouth inches from hers. "Told you I'd still be here."
Janet's only response was to roll over on top of him and kiss him with everything she had. "I know. Contrary to how I acted yesterday, I trust you. What time is it?"
"Around eight."
"I don't want to go," she announced, flopping back down onto the pillows. "Can't you just make the rest of the world go away?" she asked her boyfriend, only half kidding.
"Sorry, babe, but no can do."
Janet snuggled even deeper into his embrace. "Kiss me before we leave."
Jack turned to her, took her in his arms, and covered her mouth in a long and passionate kiss. She pulled away breathlessly, only to kiss him again. "It won't matter. No one gets up before noon on a Saturday," Jack said logically, playing with the hem of her shirt. She allowed him to pull it over her head as he began to kiss her again. He quickly undressed himself as Janet's body squirmed with delight underneath his.
"I love you," she whispered again, as Jack planted a trail of kisses down her neck and shoulder. "I want you, I want you right now."
Jack chuckled quietly, picking her up and laying her gently against the pillows. He paid no attention to her cries and screams of protest, simply kissed her lips gently ever so often.
"Jack Tripper, you are the cruelest man I've ever known." Her voice was full of desire, and it came out in short, ragged breaths.
His voice sent chills down her spine as his breath entered her ear. "I'm still going to kiss you, so just shake your head or nod, all right, honey?"
Janet nodded, her eyes never leaving his.
Jack kissed the nape of her neck softly. "I'm right in saying you have no regrets at all about what we did."
A vigorous nod.
"You'll never lose me, sweetheart. Ever. You own my heart. That's not an issue. Am I going to lose you?"
The shake of her head was so incredibly quick that her tears splashed onto his shirt.
"Do you want me to be inside you right now?"
Major hesitation. Then a slight nod.
"Tell me, sweetie. Tell me what you want."
She pushed his lips off her, her breath caught in her throat. "You. With me. Right now, " she panted, hardly standing the pain of waiting one more second. Her entire body screamed for his touch, and she was now crying out for him. "Please hurry for me."
Jack smiled, kissed her full on the lips, and again pressed his mouth to her skin. "Hold on tight, love.
You're going to be mine."
Janet's neck arched and all the muscles in her body tensed as she felt Jack's body enter into hers. "My God...." She whimpered, the tears flowing freely now. "So good, baby. So good."
After what seemed like an eternity but yet much too soon, the feeling was gone and Jack's lips left hers. "I love you, sweetheart. "
"I love you too, baby," Janet said quietly, snuggling up against him again, wanting to be near him and his love.
"Tell me, Janet. Tell me you're mine."
"I'm yours," she said softly as his lips traveled down her neck. "I've always been yours. No one else. No one else could do for me what you just did. Ever."
Jack's kisses became more and more gentle until he finally, reluctantly, rolled off of her. He cradled her body to his. "I'll never be able to let you go," he whispered fiercely into her ear.
"Fine by me." Just then the phone rang, and Janet sighed. She pulled out of Jack's arms and answered it, and she had to grab onto the chair for support when she heard who was on the other end. "Mr. Furley!"
Jack quickly came to her side, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. She leaned back into his embrace. Bad idea. Pleasurable moans couldn't help escaping her lips as Jack began to kiss her softly, planting a trail down the nape of her neck. "Bastard," she whimpered, smiling. "That's just wrong and you know it."
"Okay, Mr. Furley, you know what? I appreciate it, I really do, but I already have two parents, and that's more than enough. Now put Terri on, okay?"
She spoke to her for a few minutes, saying the occasional 'Uh- uh.' Janet hung up them, twisting around in Jack's arms. "We have ten minutes before we have to go home. Terri couldn't get us anymore than that. Besides, I really want to see her again."
"Only ten?" He pouted and stuck out his lower lip, knowing perfectly well that Janet never could resist him when he did that.
"Ten minutes, sweetie. That's 600 seconds. 600 seconds! Do you know what we can do in 600 seconds?" she asked him, her voice faltering with each syllable and becoming more seductive.
"I might have some ideas..." He leaned in to kiss her, but she giggled, squirmed away from him, and jumped onto the bed.
"Watch TV!"
Jack tackled her then, his body falling on hers as she laughed hysterically. She reached her arms around his neck as she melted against him, her lips touching his.
"Let's go home."
"You know, it's so interesting how I can say ten minutes and that translates into half an hour. Really...I find it fascinating." Terri's voice was dripping with sarcasm, yet her smile was as bright and sunny as ever. "I take it you two had a good time."
Janet blushed, feeling Jack's hand find hers and squeeze it gently. "Sorry about that."
"Furley was really freaked when you two didn't come home last night. But I made him calm down."
"How?"
"I might have told him how you guys were probably off somewhere doing god knows what and making mad passionate love." Terri giggled. "After that, he was so repulsed it actually made him stop pacing."
"Thanks..." Janet replied uneasily. "I think."
"You're so proud of yourself, aren't you, Ter?"
"But of course!" She grinned. "Anyhow, it's good to be back, but I hate leaving suitcases unpacked. Don't bother me for a while; I've got that much stuff."
"Okay. I'll help you in a bit, all right?" Janet responded.
"Gotcha." Terri gave her friend the thumbs up sign, and disappeared into her bedroom.
"You girls have to talk. I've been here for years, I know that much." Jack smiled. "Besides, I haven't seen Larry lately. Thought I'd go and say hi."
"Thanks," Janet whispered, reaching up on her tiptoes to kiss him. "I love you."
Five minutes later, Janet watched in speechless amazement as the hurricane that was Terri threw clothes every which way. Suitcases and piles of clothes, makeup, and other things were lying on her bed, and there were two not-so-separated lumps of shirts and pants on the floor. "You weren't kidding, were you?"
Terri glanced up slightly, a sheepish smile gracing her pretty features. "Are you going to just stand there laughing or would you care to help?"
In response, Janet stepped over the mob of fabric and pointed toward the nearest pile. "Clean or dirty?"
"Clean. That much I know," her friend answered triumphantly.
Janet sighed and picked up a yellow long sleeved shirt from the top of the heap. "Then how come this has a big glob of something I can only hope is ketchup on it?"
"Okay...so that one's dirty. Yes, that's ketchup. Relax, no one shot me."
Janet stuck her tongue out at her friend, and picked up the dirty pile. "Be right back."
Terri glanced at her curiously as she reentered the room. "How much fun did you two have?"
"W-what? And would you stop looking at me like that?"
"Exactly what way am I looking at you?"
"Like I'm some scientific experimentation. Or like I'm a mouse or some little animal. Either way, just say what you want to say, Ter."
"Did you and Jack have sex last night?"
Janet's heart began to pound, and she sank down onto the only free space on the bed. She looked at Terri, who was beginning to grin, and nodded. As expected, Terri squealed and hugged her. "Listen, Terri, you can't tell anyone. I mean it. We have our hands full enough just trying to sneak around Furley."
"I promise."
Just then, Jack appeared behind them, his hands resting on Janet's shoulders. "Something explode?" he asked, critically surveying the horrendously messy room.
Terri giggled. "Just my clothes. Sorry."
Janet left the room them, mumbling something incoherent about needing to see Ralph about fixing the sink. A second later, the sound of a door slamming greeted Jack and Terri's ears.
Terri began to systematically sort through her things, separating them into further intricate piles. She barely glanced up at Jack, her head still deep in her makeup bag, trying to distinguish between the things she "desperately needed" and those items that she could live without, at least for the next few days. "As long as you're here, fold the stack on the left. They go in the first drawer from the top."
"Oh, of course," Jack responded sarcastically. "Your wish is my command."
"Well, I always knew that, honey," Terri laughed. "But do this for me anyway." She was silent for a few moments, a small smile on her face.
"What?"
"A little birdie told me you had an awful good time last night."
"Janet told you?"
"Well...not voluntarily. I asked her. But don't worry. It's fine with me."
"I'm so glad we have your permission. Honestly...that's the highlight of my day."
"Was last night...the first time?"
Jack gave her a warning look. "You're pushing it, Terri. But yes, it was. And I know you're not going to let this go, so, yes, we did it this morning too."
Terri raised her eyebrows. "Wasn't going to ask. Thanks for sharing, though. So...now what? I mean, sex is a big thing. You can't take it back, and stuff is bound to change."
"Yeah, we know. But it doesn't really matter. I just figure whatever happens is going to happen. I...I just love her so much, Ter. She's everything to me. And no matter what, I'm always going to love her, so just about anything...bring it on. We can handle it, you know?"
"That is the sweetest thing I've ever heard you say. If I weren't such a good friend, I'd kiss you. And I don't even like you that way."
"Thanks."
"You know what I mean. What happens now though? I mean, honestly...I know you guys are going try to keep it normal, but things are guaranteed to get weird."
"I know, but we'll try to keep it as non-weird as possible. Besides, most of the nights we weren't even here, at least not until practically midnight. And when we get married...oh, crap."
Terri gasped. Actually, gasped and gaped both, the way people look who've just gotten the biggest shock of their lives. Or if they are just about to have a heart attack.
"Pick your mouth up of the floor, Ter," he said, smiling. "So I want to marry her. So what?"
Terri's voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, once she had gotten her normal heart rhythm back, that is. "Are...are you going to propose tonight?"
"NO!!! I didn't even say I wanted to, I was just thinking out loud. We are definitely not ready for that yet."
"Jack, you two have slept together and it's been what, a month? Hate to break it to you, sweetie, but nothing about this relationship screams normal. At least soon? Will you give me that?"
"I don't know about soon, but eventually...." Jack looked down and scratched his head. "I just know that Janet is the woman that I want to spend the rest of my life with."
"Well...I don't know how she would react if you ask her to marry you. Right now, at least. All I know is the way she talks about you. Jack, she loves you. Anyone with eyes can see the way you guys look at each other."