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Chapter 5: Deeper in Love

Over the next several hours, John learned more and more about the woman who kept her private and professional life a secret. Angie and his Mom broke from the group surrounding Kimberly and sat next to John who continued to gaze at Kimberly as if she hung the moon.

"John, she's so down to earth, I mean I thought she'd be nice but she's so laid back and modest. She doesn't act like a celebrity at all. A lot of famous people brag a little, but she's so humble. You would never know she's got more money in her checking account than the value of my house. Wait, how long have you known her? You knew none of this?" Angie said.

Kimberly excused herself to take another call from her assistant. They all gathered around John asking him all kinds of questions he didn't know the answers too. All he knew was he won the love lottery. He knew she wasn't after him for his money and she wasn't after him for his celebrity. Noticing his son looked a bit overwhelmed, John Sr pulled John to the side, "you ok, son?" His mom joined them.

"This is it, Dad. I get it. You go through your entire life thinking you're complete, thinking you're whole, striving to reach your goals. One day you're minding your own business and bam. You lock eyes with the one person God made for you. Everyday after that you figure out you were wrong. You're only one-half of a whole person. Your goals change, your dreams get bigger. She's my other half. I'm looking at my wife." Carol hugged her son with tears in her eyes.

John and Kimberly drove the short drive back to her home later that evening, riding in silence, holding hands.

When they walked in John stopped in the doorway, taking in his surroundings. "Why didn't you tell me?" John asked.

"Tell you what?" Kimberly knew what he meant.

"Why didn't you tell me who you are, who you really are?" John looked a little hurt.

"When we first met I didn't know if you knew who I was. I may not be a Hollywood celebrity, but people know who I am. I wanted you to get to know me. Me, John." Kimberly continued with tears in her eyes. "I wanted you to know who I am outside the TV and newspaper reports, outside the money. I needed to know you didn't care about my bank account or who I can introduce you too." She started to walk away, wiping the tears from her cheeks and eyes. John reached for her stopping her.

"I'm glad you have all you do. I have the same fears. I'm always afraid a girl is only interested in my bank or who they can meet through me. I knew you were incredible before today and what I learned only deepened how I feel." John pulled her close placing his hands on her face. Looking into the eyes he wanted to gaze at for the rest of his life. He tenderly kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, each cheek, arriving at her lips hovering just far enough away to build the desire. Lips barely touching, he draws a desperate moan from her. John moves one hand behind her head gently guiding it back to expose her neck. Kissing the base of her neck they both moan, he drags his lips up her neck, nuzzling her ear. He whispered, "I love you…so much." He felt her shudder and more tears rolled down her cheeks. They looked into each other's eyes and kissed with a passionate force; expressing all the penned up emotion of the past months. Tongues dancing an intimate dance, tasting each other; hands caressing, grabbing, clinging to the other, desperate to freeze this moment. "I want to make love to you." Kimberly broke the kiss pushing John away. Both panting, they looked intently at each other. Kimberly backed up, her eyes never leaving John's. She licked her swollen lips, turned and walked up the stairs. When she reached the top, she looked at John signaling for him to follow. He took a deep breath relieved he wasn't being rejected. He followed her up the steps to her bedroom.

At the top he looked to his left to see her leaning against one of the four posters on her bed. She had an expression on her face that was a mixture of nervousness and love. Kimberly whispered, "I love you too." Her eyes instantly filled with tears.

John walked to her having a hard time controlling his breathing, his body trembling slightly, his emotions brimming to the top. He knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life loving her, protecting her, sheltering her, enjoying her. He kissed her lovingly waiting for her to soften and relax. When he felt her begin to melt, he slid his tongue into her mouth deepening the kiss. John unbuttoned her shirt and kissed her shoulders as he pulled her shirt away. He moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He continued to kiss her neck and shoulders as his hands moved to unbuckle her belt and remove her pants. John ran his hands down her thighs as he pushed her pants to the floor. His mouth resting on her lower back, he kissed and licked her as his hands followed the same path back up resting on her hips. Kimberly turned around pulling John to his feet. She unbuttoned his shirt kissing his body each time she freed a button. When she got to the last button she licked her way back up to chest. Placing delicate kisses on his neck and throat, Kimberly felt John's body shiver under her touch. He looked around and saw candles everywhere. He needed to break the spell before he exploded so he asked her for a lighter. Kimberly asked him to start a fire and everything he needed was right there. As he did this, she began lighting the candles. He felt her eyes on him and turned to see her walking to him. John held out his hand and she walked into his embrace. He picked her up and placed her on his hips so she sat facing him, her legs wrapped around his waste. He knelt down and leaned forward gently laying her in front of the fire. John lay between her legs, stroking her face and neck, "you are so beautiful and I am so in love with you. I've been waiting for this moment since the day we met; to lay with you, touch you, feel you, and make love to you." Kimberly couldn't believe this was finally happening. The way he touched her and looked at her made all her inhibitions fall away. She didn't feel shy or insecure, for the first time in her life she felt beautiful. She knew she could trust John and believe him. They took their time and learned about each other intimately; enjoying the moments they were sharing.