Here is chapter 8: part 2! Taking place very shortly after the events of part one. Enjoy!

Jimmy's POV

No tour. No stopping to say hello or to introduce me to anyone.

I have no idea what the name is of the residence hall we just entered or which floor of it we'll be on.

I've never been to New York before so having no experience on their main method of public transportation, the subway ride to the Columbia campus from Grand Central felt like a complete blur.

Since the second Cindy and I were reunited, it seemed that she only had one goal in mind: getting me into her room as soon as humanly possible.

Due to so many factors that led to us being reunited like this, the door closing shut behind us felt like a blessing. My overnight bag quickly dropped in the middle of the floor along with her purse and coat.

While in a deep kiss, Cindy guided me over to what I assumed is her side of the room.

"You're not going to give me a tour?" I mumbled as we worked on removing my MIT hooded sweatshirt. Given the way I asked it though, I hoped she could tell that I wasn't very interested in one at the moment.

"Mmm, later." She spoke as my lips went to her neck.

To assist Cindy, I easily lifted her onto her bed where our kiss became more hasty and aggressive.

"Ohhhh, I've missed you." I moaned as she sucked on that spot under my chin that she knew I would like. I retaliated by pressing into her and shifting my hand to try to unzip her skinny jeans.

Within moments, our clothing was removed, leaving us just down to our underwear.

Knowing that today was a special occasion, she must have chosen hers well. Once I saw the red lace she had on, I knew it was the same pair she, supposedly, had on the night we had phone sex. "Now this looks familiar."

She let out a light laugh, probably at the fact that I noticed it.

"I thought it would…motivate you to do what you said you would over the phone that night."

"Always so smart." I leaned in and kissed her shoulder, close to the strap of the matching bra, which I was just itching to take off as well.

Just as I started reaching for it and before I could do much else, she managed to turn us both around. In the same movement, she straddled me and sat up. I somehow ended up propped on her pillows as she leaned in to kiss me.

It only lasted for a few seconds and when she pulled away, I saw that she had taken off her bra.

"You miss this?" She spoke softly, with her head tilted to the side.

"Fuck yeah." I replied with a hand on her hip.

"I missed this too." Another kiss. "A lot." She kissed my neck. "I'm so happy-" Another one right where my heart is. "-you're here." Cindy created a trail down my sternum as her fingers gently pulled down the waistband of my boxers.

"Cin…." I let out breathlessly.

"Relax, okay?" She glanced up at me, probably thinking that I was going to stop her. "I know you've had a long journey to get here and you're excited to see me. So I just want to make you feel good." She explained even though I didn't need one. Cindy tugged down the elastic enough so that I sprang free. With a slight smirk that I don't think I was supposed to have seen, she lowered her head onto me.

In a manner I could never forget, Cindy bopped her head up and down, taking soft licks.

"Yesss." I groaned as she took me into her warm mouth. "Ohhh, shit..." I gently gripped onto her blond tresses and moved her head a bit, not to signal her, but because I know how much she likes that.

Seconds later, she reached for my balls, taking care of them as well.

"Cindy…. fuck..." I let out as I released her hair, knowing I wouldn't last much longer. Sensing it too, she looked up and we made eye contact, her lashes long, eyes bright, and her mouth still fully wrapped around me.

And dammit, if it wasn't the hottest thing I had ever seen….

I came immediately into her waiting mouth and watched as she swallowed.

"Come here." I lifted her towards me by her chin and our lips crashed instantly. In a quick move, I had us back to our previously position and her muttering my name as I kissed down her chest and brought my mouth around her breast.

"Ahhh…." Hearing the reaction I will never get tired of, I slid my hands down her body and worked on removing her underwear. Her breath grew even heavier and she let out a moan as a slipped a finger inside her.

"Oh fuck. I just want you inside me already." She spoke. With my face buried in the space between her breasts, I smiled and decided to indulge her.

I positioned myself and pushed into her, hearing the elated cry from her lips.

Due to how tight she was and with how long it had last been since we were like this, I didn't know how much longer I would be able to last.

"Oh…. God…." Cindy moaned. I started moving slowly, trying to get back into our usual pattern.

Reveling in the sounds she was making and the movement of her body, I thrust in and out of her. Not being able to hold back, I took her leg and hooked it around my waist, pressing our bodies closer together. The small smile she gave me was all I needed to increase my pace, something she noticed right away.

I took her hands and moved them above her head. With one of my own, I was able to grip them both at her wrists, pinning her down. She let out all the right moans as I pounded into her and I knew she was close.

When she let out a final scream, I loosened my grasp of her hands and held onto her waist, bringing out my own release.

As I took a few seconds to catch my breath, I began to pull out of her, a move that was halted when she brought her leg back around me again, holding me in place, and brought my face to hers to kiss me again.


Cindy's POV

"Statue of Liberty?"

"Too touristy."

"Times Square?"

"Too crowded."

"Empire State Building?"

"Too high. It's actually really scary from up there." Since it wouldn't be smart, albeit a good idea, for us to stay in bed together all weekend, we were trying to think of something to do. Of course, New York City has no shortages of activities but since they were innumerable, and I've already had experience with some when I first arrived, we couldn't agree on where to start.

"You've dealt with alien creatures capable of taking over the world, traveled to other dimensions, and gone to outer space on a Retroland ride but the height of the Empire State Building scares you?"

"You haven't seen it, so you really aren't one to talk." I spoke back to him. "Besides, I wasn't scared of any of that stuff because I was with you." I leaned in to kiss his bare chest, once again indulging in how close he was. "But yeah, we'll get to do all that stuff if you want. I just don't want to do anything that will take up too much time. Our reservation is at seven and I do not want to be late."

I shifted so that I could get out of bed from my angle. When Jimmy stretched his arms and let out a groan to match the action, I spoke again.

"I feel like I've been a terrible hostess." I said as I climbed out of bed, found his T-shirt, and put it on. "If you're thirsty, there's some beer in the fridge." I nodded in the direction of it so he could see where I meant.

"You- you just keep that in here?" The concern in his voice didn't go unnoticed.

"We're not supposed to since we're freshmen but what the RA doesn't know won't hurt her." I finished with a small smile.

"Do you have someone buy it for you?"

"No. Sonya and I get it." I said casually. I reached for my purse that was still on the floor, took out a card from my wallet, and handed it to Jimmy. "See?"

"Is this for real?" He said out of surprise after a few seconds of looking at the photo I.D. that stated I was born three years earlier than I actually was.

"If by for real, you mean fake, then yes." I replied cautiously.

I debated showing it to Jimmy for the same reason I didn't want to tell him about the beer in my minifridge. I didn't know what he would think.

Having a fake ID was all part of the change that I've been going through that I didn't want him to find out. Of course, it was easier to hide it when we were hundreds of miles apart and I wasn't seeing him for months on end. But ever since we made plans for him to come, I realized that I would have to open up about it. He was going to find out sooner or later, and no matter how, I would rather it be from me than anyone -or anyway- else.

"You have a fake ID?" He asked as if the evidence wasn't right there in his hands.

There was something in his tone that didn't sit right with me. I sure wasn't expecting him to be impressed by it, but I also didn't imagine that he would get, as it appears, angry.

"Yeah." I shrugged. "It's kind of a thing around here." Which it is. "Just makes everything easier, you know?"

"Makes what easier?" He asked in a similar tone even though I just explained.

"Just… hanging out and…stuff. It makes it easier." I still continued to speak calmly even though I was feeling anything but. "You know, you're asking a lot of questions."

"Which I think I should know the answers to." And that, for some reason, grasped my attention more than anything else.

"No, you shouldn't." I turned and looked right at him. "You're not my father and you really need to calm down." He looked at me, surprised that I was speaking to him like this since I've never had a reason to do it before. "This is not a big deal. You can't tell me you haven't gone partying or drinking in the time you've been at school."

"Not as much as you, apparently."

I stared at him in disbelief that he actually said that.

"Okay. I'm done talking about this." I put on my slippers as I prepared to leave the room. "There's Red Bull and water in there too. I'm going to the bathroom. When I get back, we'll go get lunch and I'll show you around campus. Sound good?"

"Yes, fine."

I nodded and quickly made my way out of the room.


Honestly, apart from a couple of events, I didn't give much thought to how I wanted my weekend with Jimmy to pan out. But I was certainly hoping we would not be fighting.

Since we were trying to coordinate a visit, there hasn't really been much work in the department of working on the difficulties of this long distance relationship. I suppose that the way we saw it, a visit would be able to solve any existing complications. How we went about doing it, however, is what seems to have brought up our argument.

Jimmy didn't mention the fake ID issue anymore as we were going through campus hand in hand and I sure am glad that he didn't. He undoubtedly has many questions which I was willing to answer as long as he didn't use the condescending tone he had before. While I can understand the surprise, it doesn't mean he had to be so authoritative about it.

Enough time had passed though, that we both seemed to be over it.

After showing him around campus and a little bit of the surrounding neighborhood, we headed back to my room. We still had a couple of hours left before we had to leave for dinner. The free time resulted in us ending up in a naked, sweaty mess and ultimately having to sneakily take a shower together. To save time of course.

While I didn't want to go too all out, since having dinner together is not completely new to us, I still did want to dress up. Considering the date and the occasion, it also made sense. Jimmy, apparently, had the same idea. When we emerged from my room, we definitely looked like we were ready to celebrate something momentous.

As I entwined my fingers with his while we were leaving the room, I noticed a familiar face in the hallway. Since I was with Jimmy, I would have tried to avoid him, but he had already seen me.

"Oh, hi Sam." I spoke cautiously, trying to keep this unexpected encounter as casual as possible.

"Hey." He replied in his eternally friendly manner. With the immediate glance he gave to Jimmy, he noticed that I wasn't alone. "Ahhh, so this is the boyfriend." He wasn't asking it even though I've never told him enough about Jimmy for him to be so confident in his assumption. Given how we were dressed and the fact that we both came out from my room, anybody could put two and two together.

"Yeah. Umm," I started somewhat nervously. "Jimmy, this is Sam." I gave a halfhearted gesture towards him as I spoke. "He lives a couple rooms down. And Sam, this is my boyfriend Jimmy. He's visiting for the weekend," I clarified as if I needed to.

"It's nice to meet you." Jimmy surprised me by saying it first.

"You as well." Sam nodded. "You two heading out?" He looked at Jimmy and then me, as if I'm the one that's supposed to confirm.

I nodded in reply.

"We have reservations for this Italian place in Chelsea." I spoke as I leaned into Jimmy, suddenly feeling a lot more at ease.

"Sounds real romantic." Sam gave a curt nod of approval. "Well, I won't keep you two any longer. Have a nice night and good to meet you Jimmy." He sent us off with a smile, which I thought looked sincere.

"Thanks. You too."

"Thank you."

Sam turned the knob and walked into his room as Jimmy and I headed towards the elevator.

"So… who was that?" He faced me and asked once we were moving downwards.

"The guy that lives a couple doors down. I just said that."

"He seems nice." Jimmy looked forward again and replied nonchalantly.

"Yeah." I hoped he would leave it at that.

"You've never mentioned him." Here we go.

"I guess he just… hasn't come up. I wouldn't say we're close."

"Close enough to know you have a boyfriend." The elevator door opened and Jimmy walked out briskly, like if he had the last word. I caught up to him and turned to face him.

"I haven't told you about him because there really isn't any need." I started to explain, even though I know I didn't have to. "I told him I have a boyfriend so that he knows his place and that should be enough. We really aren't that close. In case you didn't realize, I didn't tell him you would be here this weekend."

"That really doesn't make me feel any better."

"Well, that's too-" I stopped, gathering my thoughts. "Look, I- I don't want to argue with you. You came all this way and we haven't seen each other in so long…." I trailed off, hoping he understood. "I know there's going to be a lot of things to discuss about what's been going on with us and that we may not always agree or be okay with it. But can we just- try to stay civil?"

"Of course." He took my hand in his. "I've wanted to say something about that too. We don't have much time left together for now and we likely won't see each other until the summer. I don't think either one of us would prefer to spend the next 20-something hours at each other's throats."

"Exactly. Our time is far too valuable for that." Since I was in heels, I didn't have to stretch so high up to be able to kiss him. "Now let's go. We don't want to miss the train." He groaned at hearing our method of transport even though he's known that's how we'll be getting to the restaurant. "You don't like the subway?" I grinned, already knowing the answer.

"I'd much rather travel over the ground via the hovercar than under it any day." We laughed together as we made our way out of the building.


Even with how crowded the place was, everything seems to be moving smoothly and at an orderly pace. We arrived at the restaurant with minutes to spare and, thanks to our prompt arrival, we were seated quickly.

Once we placed our orders and our waiter filled our glasses with sparkling cider, Jimmy spoke.

"I'm sorry for getting so…worked up today. It's just- all this has… it's been difficult, you know?"

"Yeah, I do." I agreed. "But we are here now with each other and that's all that matters." He nodded. "So let's just put everything to the side and be here right now, okay?"

"Absolutely." He reached for my hand and took it in his. "I love you so much."

I broke out into a smile, so grateful for this moment and this amazing man in front of me.

"I love you too." I gently squeezed his hand. "I'm really glad we at least got to spend this day together."

"It is our first one." He acknowledged and I realized that it actually is a big deal. "There's truly no one and nowhere I'd rather spend it with than you, wherever you may be." He picked up his glass and held it out in my direction. "Happy Valentine's Day Cindy."

"Happy Valentine's Day Jimmy."

So yeah….

I didn't want to make this overly cheesy (since that's never really been my style), but since it all seemed to coordinate, I really couldn't help making their reunion take place on Valentine's Day. (Although I still think the ending is pretty cheesy.) It also isn't really in their style to come out and say it which is why I left, admittingly VERY subtle, hints throughout both chapters as to when exactly this takes place. If you were able to figure it out prior to the ending of this chapter, let me know. But don't feel bad if you didn't.

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