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Suze's POV:

"Jesse…It's not what you think. He's married…he has a kid. He's happy, Jesse, for once in his life…and he just wants to be my friend."

"Oh, so you actually believed him?" Jesse asked sourly.

"Yes, Jesse," I said. "I actually believed him."

"Okay."

"What?" I asked, bewildered. I hadn't expected Jesse to take the news so calmly.

"I said, okay. If he's your friend…then he's mine, too."

"Oh, Jesse," I moaned gratefully. I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck and began kissing the hell out of him.

Jesse hesitated. "Oh, Jesse, we're married now," I said between kisses. "You don't have to ask my permission to do this, or something."

He waited no longer. I think this must've been the first time he actually went to second base with me in a sober state.

Our make-out session didn't last very long, however, because a few minutes later, we heard the pattering of feet. It wasn't the dog, either (we didn't have one).

Jesse and I hurried to get all of our clothes buttoned up, and sat like we'd been watching TV the whole time.

"Mommy, mommy!" John yelped. "There's a monstew undew my bed, mommy!"

I looked over at Jesse. He nodded. We got up and followed John, where he anxiously showed us where exactly this "monster" was hiding.

It turned out, it was his big, stuffed bear, which had somehow ended up under his bed.

"Beawy, you'we back, Beawy!" He hugged him close, and I watched him snuggle up in his bed, ready to fall asleep. The moment he did, we left the room, my hand in Jesse's.

"You know," I said, feeling every inch of Jesse's abs as I said this. "John really does look a lot like you."

He chuckled. "Is this supposed to be a good thing? Besides, he has your eyes."

I rolled them. "Yeah. Like I'm so proud of that. Algae eyes. The ONE gene I hoped I didn't pass down to him."

"Nah," he said. "I think they look more like emeralds. Not as boring as mine."

"Boring?" I asked, surprised. "Jesse, hun, a person could get LOST in your eyes."

He smiled. Suddenly, he gripped my arms tightly and leaned his forehead on mine. "Susannah," he said.

"Yes?" I asked, slightly distracted by the fact that he (being the gorgeous guy he was) had his body practically on top of mine.

"Look, I've been meaning to ask you…do you want to have any more kids in the future?"

"Well, sure…" I said, a little taken aback.

"Like, in the near future? As in, before you finish college?"

"Uh, I don't know, maybe."

"Well then…" he started.

"…yes?" I asked.

"I know we were planning…to get married officially after you got out of college…but now I think maybe it would be a good idea to get married sometime sooner than that. Especially if we were planning to have anymore kids."

I smiled. "I think that would be a very good idea."

He winked. "Is it okay if I use the same ring?"

"Sure," I laughed.

So he slipped off the engagement ring that I hadn't taken off since the moment he first put it on, and a few moments later, slipped it back on.

He got down on one knee. "Susannah. I love you so much. I'm asking you…not only to be my lover…but also my partner in life. I'm asking you…to marry me. A little sooner," he added.

I acted surprised. "Oh, Hector!"

He grimaced, but turned it into a sly grin.

I continued, "I would be honored to be your wife! Yes!"

He snickered, and kissed me.

I broke away, regretfully. "Oh, my God, I have to go tell Cee! And Adam! And…oh my God, I have to go tell my MOTHER! And Andy!"

"You go do that, princess. I'll just be on the bed, watching TV, when you are done," he said, rather sarcastically.

I kept going like I hadn't heard him. "Oh, and I have to call Father Dom!"

"Querida, relax. You don't have to tell everyone tonight." He looked over at the clock on his nightstand. "It's 11:30. How many of those people would be up?"

"Uh…CeeCee and Adam would…probably."

"Uh-huh…" he said. He began unbuttoning my shirt. I busied myself with his. Next, he fumbled with my skirt until it fell to my ankles, and I undid his belt buckle and zipper. Slowly, he undid my bra hooks. I pulled down his boxers, and he did the same with my underwear. And so we stood, for a full five minutes, kissing…

…when we realized we had the blinds open. I laughed, and closed them. Jesse looked a little embarrassed. "You don't think anyone saw us, do you?"

"Who cares?" I asked.

With that, he pushed me down on the bed, and we started kissing again.

"Susannah, are you sure you want to do this?" he asked.

"Well, Jesse, it wouldn't be the first time, you know. John is living proof of that."

"Well, if you're sure…"

So we did.

But don't worry.

This time, we used protection.