The tea pot on the stove almost boiled over as Jane ran to turn the flame off. Pouring a cup she thought, he is hear sitting in my living room... i must be crazy.
"Here you go, just the way you like it," she handed him the cup. "thanks Jane you're really the best." His eyes swallowed her and he longed to hold her in his arms again.
"Michael... I don't know where to begin, I mean what happended, and why haven't you told me you were alive sooner?"
I needed time Jane, to think and get my head back on straight, things have been so crazy with John Clayton coming into our lives, I just wanted to take a step back".
He must be crazy! Jane stood, "so you faked your death to get my attenion?" Her chest rose as she gasped for air, "Jane I needed to be sure!
" Sure about what? that I wouldn't leave you for him?!"
"Michael you're crazier than I ever thought, get out! I never want to see you, you're dead to me!" With that she pushed him out of her apartment and locked the door. Slumping to the floor the tears overtook her small body. Her brown curls fell over her puffy eyes.
The window in her room blew open, quickly she to shut the cold out of her sanctuary.
She stopped midway, standing before her was her love.
"Jane, I need you, come with me".
"John?! what-how-where-ohmygod your alive!?" She ran to him, he took her in his arms. He was still John, powerful, stong, muscular -those green eyes ever searching her eys in hopes of finding the answer to his question.
The smell of her hair was still enticing to him, as he held his Jane again, his body was hot, although he was only wearing black jeans. "Jane". His voice warned her of danger. "You hve to come with me".
"John wait, what is going on? I mean Michael he is alive and you.. where have you been?"
He touched the spot on her neck and his lips grazed her cheek, it wasn't good enough for her, and she turned her mouth to meet his, sparks flew through his body. Her tongue coaxed its way into his mouth and they danced for a few moments before Jane gasped for air. "John, don't ever leave me again...". Her hands had found his waist and she held onto him like she would never let go.
His head snapped away from her mouth, he smelled his anger. Grabbing her by the waist he flung their bodies off the balcony. Clutching him she open her mouth in surprise in protest. Her anger was drowned out by the ring of gun shots above her head.
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"Here you go, just the way you like it," she handed him the cup. "thanks Jane you're really the best." His eyes swallowed her and he longed to hold her in his arms again.
"Michael... I don't know where to begin, I mean what happended, and why haven't you told me you were alive sooner?"
I needed time Jane, to think and get my head back on straight, things have been so crazy with John Clayton coming into our lives, I just wanted to take a step back".
He must be crazy! Jane stood, "so you faked your death to get my attenion?" Her chest rose as she gasped for air, "Jane I needed to be sure!
" Sure about what? that I wouldn't leave you for him?!"
"Michael you're crazier than I ever thought, get out! I never want to see you, you're dead to me!" With that she pushed him out of her apartment and locked the door. Slumping to the floor the tears overtook her small body. Her brown curls fell over her puffy eyes.
The window in her room blew open, quickly she to shut the cold out of her sanctuary.
She stopped midway, standing before her was her love.
"Jane, I need you, come with me".
"John?! what-how-where-ohmygod your alive!?" She ran to him, he took her in his arms. He was still John, powerful, stong, muscular -those green eyes ever searching her eys in hopes of finding the answer to his question.
The smell of her hair was still enticing to him, as he held his Jane again, his body was hot, although he was only wearing black jeans. "Jane". His voice warned her of danger. "You hve to come with me".
"John wait, what is going on? I mean Michael he is alive and you.. where have you been?"
He touched the spot on her neck and his lips grazed her cheek, it wasn't good enough for her, and she turned her mouth to meet his, sparks flew through his body. Her tongue coaxed its way into his mouth and they danced for a few moments before Jane gasped for air. "John, don't ever leave me again...". Her hands had found his waist and she held onto him like she would never let go.
His head snapped away from her mouth, he smelled his anger. Grabbing her by the waist he flung their bodies off the balcony. Clutching him she open her mouth in surprise in protest. Her anger was drowned out by the ring of gun shots above her head.
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