Ok, sooo sorry I haven't updated in a while. But here's the next chapter, and I have most of the 5th chapter written already, so I should have that up soon. So let me know what you think and any suggestions/complaints you have!

Jackie kissed him back with the intensity of every feeling she'd been keeping bottled up for the past seven months. Her entire body felt like it was on fire and she hated that he could still bring out those feelings in her. A part of her wanted to stay this way forever, in Steven's arms. But another part of her…

She pulled back, abruptly. What were they doing? It was so wrong. Yet at the same time, nothing had ever felt so…completely and totally right. Her hand immediately flew up to the tingling feeling he had left on her lips.

"What do you think your doing?" She asked, indignantly.

"What did it look like I was doing?" He replied with a smirk.

"Steven, you can't just…I mean, we have to…and you…stripper-" She stopped rambling and lunged at him, and they were once again enveloped in a passion that neither had felt for a very long time.

Jackie felt like she was in heaven. She had long ago accepted the fact that she was never going to feel this way again, and now that she was, she didn't ever want to let it slip away again. But she had to. She had been through so much the past year, and she wasn't willing to go through all that pain again. So, reluctantly, she pulled back again.

"Steven, no, I'm serious. We can't do this."

"Why not, Jackie?" He asked, exasperatedly.

"Because, Steven." She began, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Nothing's changed. You're still not willing to commit to a future with me. And I still don't want to be caught in a dead-end relationship. You hurt me, Steven. Regardless of what your reasoning was, you've shown me nothing but your ability to be an immature child for the past year, and I just don't how we get past that." She said, throwing her hands in the air as she finished.

"Jackie, I want to be with you now. Why can't that just be enough for you?"

"Since WHEN, Steven? How can you expect me to believe that you feel that way, after the way you've treated me lately? You've done nothing but hurt me, so excuse me if I have a hard time trusting that you won't do it again."

"The only reason I've BEEN hurting you is because I was trying to deny all this crap. This isn't me." He turned away from her and walked over to the washing machine, thinking.

His voice grew quieter and he walked back towards her. "Jackie, I've never felt like this before, and you of all people know that. I want you in my life again. And I know you do too. Why can't we just move on?"

"No, Steven. It doesn't work that way. I can't just forgive you like that."

"So give it time, Jackie. Let me make it up to you. Why can't we just try to make it work?"

"Because I'm scared, Steven." She said, tears flowing down her cheeks. "I'm scared that you could leave again, and go impregnate some whore or something. And I just can't go through all this again. It's just too hard. I need to know you're going to be here."

"I'm not going anywhere, Jackie."

She looked at him for a moment.

"Yeah, well. I am." And with that, she turned and walked out of the basement, slamming the door behind her.