"Daaaaaddy!" Maddie squealed and then he heard giggles.

John forced himself to not deepen the kiss since their daughter was in the audience. He pulled back and kissed Joss for a second time before letting her go completely. He bent down and swept his arms open and Maddie ran directly into them.

"Hi sweetheart, I couldn't stay away from you and mommy for long," he promised as he got to his feet, keeping Maddie in his arms as he carried her into the room and then peppered her with kisses as she squealed out laughter and squirmed in his arms with little arms locked around his neck.

He set her on her feet on the couch and she bounced in happiness as she grabbed his shirt. "Daddy play with me and mommy," she begged.

"Maddie…" Joss began warningly because she didn't know how long they got to keep him around, not with the case.

"How about we go swimming at the pool?" John suggested, cutting Joss off.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Maddie agreed exuberantly.

Joss shook her head. "You little fish, you just got out of the pool; let me go grab your swimsuit and you can go change," she agreed with a chuckle as she walked toward the veranda. Maddie was all over John as he sat beside her. Joss hummed in happiness when she heard her daughter's contagious laughter. She grabbed Maddie's wet bathing suit and came in to find John tickling Maddie.

"Maddie, here sweet-pea, go change in the bathroom please," she instructed. John let Maddie go and she hopped off and ran to her for the bathing suit before she dashed to the bathroom to change.

Joss saw only a small window of opportunity to find out what's going on before their daughter was out and pestering them to change into their swimsuits to go swimming. "I'm glad you're here but I figured we wouldn't see you at all today," Joss admitted as she sat down beside him.

"Case is finished."

Joss stilled. "Seriously?—it's all done?" she asked carefully, making sure she heard him right.

He nodded. "We caught the man that was hired to kill Nigel."

"Nigel, not Selma?"

"Long story short: Richard, Selma's father, hired a man to kill Nigel and was using the death threats to his daughter to his advantage. He had us brought in trying to pretend to be the caring father. The man, Zenner, was going to attempt to shoot and kill Nigel until Shaw and I stepped in. He was arrested about an hour or so ago," John recited as he laid a hand on hers.

Joss nodded. "Wow. It was actually a decent plot. Good thing you guys were there to put a stop to him," she murmured as she kissed him lightly but reluctantly pulled back when the speeding hurricane that was their daughter exited the bathroom with a ruckus.

"MOMMY! DADDY! Where are your bathing suits?" Maddie cried as if the world was going to end because they didn't automatically change like her.

Joss looked at Maddie with a smile. "Sorry sweetie-pie, but you were occupying the bathroom and Mommy's bathing suit is wet too," she reminded her.

"As for me, Maddie, we need to stop by my stateroom," he defended himself as he got up and snatched Maddie up and held her to tickle her mercilessly uncaring about the wet suit against his clothes.

Joss stopped from heading to the veranda for her bikini that was sitting out in the sun to dry out. She turned around, smiling as their daughter was happy to be tickled nonstop. "Uh, so wait if the case is over: do you have to go back to the States early?" she asked hesitantly.

John looked at her as he set Maddie on her feet which Maddie was grumpy about. She grabbed John's arm and started to climb on him.

"Control gave us the remainder of the cruise off. She was duped and she doesn't want to do the debriefing right now," he admitted as he reached down and scooped Maddie up so she didn't fall. He lifted her up high and set her on his shoulders. "Happy now Maddie?" he wondered.

"Yes!"

"Okay, so correct me if I'm wrong John: but Nigel and Selma know the truth. The case is complete and finished and you were given the next few days off so that means you are just John on his vacation then," she said reciting the information she had.

He nodded. "Everything you said is right, Joss," he said.

"So that means you could, in theory, stay here the night?" she hedged.

John smiled. "In theory," he agreed.

"Uh-huh," she sounded as she nodded.

"MOMMY I need to go swimming!" Maddie cried when the adults weren't going faster.

Joss looked up at her daughter. "What happened to going to the Fun Factory after lunch?" she pointed out.

"Daddy's here!" Maddie exclaimed.

Joss smiled as she looked at John. "Yes he is."


They had a wonderful day together. They spent over two hours at the pool until they called it quits, much to the ire of Maddie. The girl could swim all day and night, Joss decided. And while they took a break she had broached the subject of where he was staying at until beating around the bush wasn't working and asked him point blank to stay with them.

John agreed immediately.

After they left the poolside they had gone and got Maddie her ice cream she earned and then headed back to John's stateroom that was empty, thankfully. Joss wasn't in the mood to listen to Shaw's comments. Maddie was beyond excited that daddy was coming to stay in the room with them. Mommy was too, for far different reasons. Maddie had gone so far as to 'help' daddy pack his suitcase by pushing his clothes in regardless if they were folded or not. She did not know the meaning of 'wrinkles.' John thankfully left the other suitcase full of weapons behind.

Joss looked at herself in the mirror. John was sitting with Maddie playing some game with her on her tablet. Joss was positively buzzing with anticipation for tonight. She had no doubt what she and John were going to be doing once Maddie was out like a light. It has been a long time coming for them to reconnect on a physical level. They already reconnected on an emotional level with a promise for more, but her body craved that physical reunion. But just where?—should she let her daughter have the bed and she'd shut the door and they take the couch. Or should she let her daughter sleep on the comfy couch and they take the bed?

She turned and exited the bathroom and found John and Maddie still seated on the couch. Maddie was curled into John with her jammies on. John was dressed relaxed in khaki shorts and a polo shirt with feet bare. This was how she imagined nights would be from now on; them together and on occasion her son too when he was home from college. Taylor was going to be thrilled to finally meet John. She knew the two men would hit it off. Maybe she could let Taylor and John pseudo meet one another when Maddie Skyped with Taylor tomorrow because she doubted their baby wasn't going to want to show off daddy to big brother Taylor.

Joss sat down beside Maddie and John. Maddie looked to her and Joss smiled, seeing how red their daughter's eyes were. She was fighting sleep because daddy was here and she wanted to spend every minute she could squeeze out of the day as she could with him.

"Can you read me a book mommy?" Maddie asked.

Joss nodded as she took her daughter's tablet and looked through the small collection of children's books they had bought and downloaded. She found one of her daughter's favorites: The Paper Bag Princess.

Joss began reading as Maddie curled up into her and John slid an arm behind the couch as he leaned inward too. She read the entire book even knowing their daughter had fallen asleep at page three but she wanted Maddie to be well and truly asleep. And when she finally finished the last sentence she looked up at John and saw him staring at her intently.

She cleared her throat as she looked at their daughter, "Maddie is out," she murmured.

"Yea, she was gone pretty quickly," he admitted.

"I know. I kept reading just in case she dozed and woke back up and didn't hear me reading. She's done that to me before and then I had to restart," Joss said with a chuckle as she looked down at the tablet and powered it down.

Joss carefully sat forward to rest it on the coffee-table, before helping Maddie lie down more comfortably. She curled up and slept. Well Maddie chose for her, she was sound asleep and wouldn't mind sleeping on the couch.

"I'll be right back," she whispered as she climbed to her feet and hurried into the bedroom and grabbed her daughter's pillow and sheet she had packed. Joss came out with the My Little Pony pillow and sheet. "I brought these with her just in case she got homesick while we were on the cruise," she admitted as John helped lift Maddie's head to settle the pillow under her little head. He spread out the sheet over her.

He straightened and turned to look at Joss as she wrung her hands together. "How about we go on the veranda and talk for a bit," he suggested.

Joss smiled. "Okay," they double checked to make sure the door was locked up tight and the 'Do Not Disturb' sign was hung on the door knob before they made their way to the sliding door to exit out onto the veranda. "It's so nice out here," she murmured.

He nodded his head in agreement. "Very relaxing."

Joss looked up at him as he gazed out into the night's sky. "After we saw each other for the first time that night I saw a shooting star and I made a wish," she admitted.

He shifted his gaze onto her. "Did it come true?" he wondered.

"I wished for you, John. I wished for a real chance with you. So I guess the wish's outcome is still up in the air," she whispered.

John turned and faced her. "No it's not."

"It's not?—so what's the verdict: did my wish come true or not?" she asked breathlessly as she turned to face him too. The breeze kicked up and ruffled her hair and he reached out to tuck her hair behind her ear.

"Back to lawyerese?" he teased.

Joss smiled. "You're stalling," she pointed out softly, wanting a damn answer to her question.

"Guilty as charged," he quipped.

Joss groaned. "You stalled on purpose just to say that, didn't you?" she griped with a soft chuckle and John's smile widened in answer. She was in love with a sexy dork! "Tell me please, John: yes or no, did my wish come true?" she asked, close to begging.

"Yes Joss, it did."

Joss didn't care about the rest. They could figure out the rest later, after the cruise, when reality came back to bite them in the ass because right now all that mattered was that John said yes, they stood a real chance together. All that patient waiting had paid off. She reached for him as he reached for her and they kissed warmly.

John sighed as the rest of what he wanted to say: that he wasn't a dream come true, melted away as he kissed her. She responded to his kiss with equal fervor. He wrapped his arms around her small frame and pulled her closer. He kissed her upper lip, before sucking on her bottom lip between his as her fingers winnowed in his short hair.

He released her delectable plump lip, stopping the teasing kisses as he framed her face with firm hands and kissed her as passionately as he desired. John plundered and drove his tongue deep into the inner recesses of her mouth.

Joss needed more than this. Kisses were nice. Passionate kisses that made her toes curl and pussy quiver in anticipation were amazing. She could feel the wetness pooling in her panties as his mouth made love to hers, she shifted against him restlessly, feeling the growing erection poking against her belly. She knew that bulge was just the beginning and she rubbed up against him harder. Being pressed close to his strong and hard body was even better. But she wanted to be connected in the most intimate way, joined in the best possible way.

"John," she moaned as he finally released her lips to nibble at her jaw, nip her chin, and then her neck. He slid his hand into her hair, fisted and forced better access to her hammering pulse. He scraped his teeth against that spot and she mewed in response. Had this been with anyone else she probably would be embarrassed by the sound she just made, but with John, never.

"Yes," he mumbled against her neck which sent shivers down her spine. His voice was even sexier when it was heavy with desire.

John bit back a moan as her body fit perfectly against his, like she was made just for him. He wanted to rip her clothes off right here and right now, set her on the railing of the veranda and take her. But he wanted to prolong this, at least a little. He waited this long to be inside her, surely he could wait just a little while longer to drive her insane with need, at least he hoped he could wait to make this night for her amazing.

Joss struggled to recall what she was going to say as his hands fell to her butt and pressed her more tightly to him and she could feel the thickness to his erection already. Someone was as ready for more as she was.

"Make love to me John," she whimpered.

John lifted her and spun her around and shoved the swimsuits and towels off the table and sat her on top it. He kissed her hard as he used one hand to fist in her hair to pleasure her mouth as his other hand went to undo her shorts. He undid the button and jerked the zipper down in his haste to get between her legs and slid his hand in and touched her through her wet panties. She moaned into his kiss as he teased her slit through her panties.

Joss wrenched her mouth free so he licked the column of her neck, gliding down to the point of meeting the neckline of her shirt. He traced along the scoop-neck with his tongue, loving the salty silk of her skin. He kissed her breast through her tee and could see the outline of her nipples through her shirt and bra.

"You're wet," he mumbled against her chest as he mouthed her breast, wanting to suck on her nipples until they were raw, pink, and tender. But that would be soon enough.

"John, I need you….please," she hissed in pleasure as he moved his hand up to slide under the elastic of her panties and touch her intimately. She cried out softly as her legs spread a little as he rubbed her clitoris with his fingers.

He paid no attention to her wish, "But not wet enough, I'll hurt you," he purred in her ear as he licked just under her ear and she shuddered in response. John kept up the teasing touch between her legs wanting to heighten her need. "I was worried Joss," he spoke in between little kisses behind her ear.

Joss found thinking almost too much at this point with John's fingers just teasingly touching her and his hand in her hair forcing her head back for his pleasure. She gripped the table beneath her tightly, so tightly that her knuckles surely were turning white.

John relaxed his firm grip in her hair and she leaned her head up and stared into his eyes. John smiled as he ceased his hand's movement between her legs. "Don't you want to know why I was worried?"

She squirmed as she wiggled her butt to get that glorious friction but he pressed down onto her and refused to let her move. "Why?" she bit out when it was clear he wasn't going to do anything until she answered him.

"That I wasn't going to be able to wait to fuck you," he answered promptly. Joss moaned in response. "Good news: I can."

"John that's bad news," she mustered to get out through clenched teeth as his hand still hadn't resumed its torturous touch yet. It rested on her clit, still and unmoving.

John smiled as he let his middle finger slip down and trace her inner lips finding the lovely seam where he wanted to push his dick into. He felt his cock throb painfully in his shorts. He shifted, trying to alleviate the pressure as he pressed hard up against the fabric making it awfully snug in his boxer-briefs. But he wasn't going to let him have that satisfaction until he had pleasured her as he deemed fit, so he could make up for the fact that she had to wait nearly five years for him to come to terms with how he felt, make up for the fact that she had been celibate that long while he hadn't, even though the sex he had was sub-standard.

He toyed with her slick entrance, finding her growing wetter and wetter as he tormented her, before letting just his fingertip dip between her creamy lips and her hips jerked hard against his hold. John smiled as she leaned her head back as she sighed his name like a prayer, and so he slid his middle finger into her further, crooking it so that his knuckle could rub against the spot he knew would make her see stars. He found her G-spot with ease.

"Jesus, John," she gasped, before she bit her lip to snuff out a cry as he moved back and forth rubbing that spot over and over again, lovingly assaulting it, making her blind with need as her back hit the table as she cried out. But not loudly because they didn't want to wake up Maddie, and since they hadn't shut the sliding door all the way, it was a distinct possibility if they grew too loud.

He wished he could see what he was doing to her. Her damn shorts and panties were in the way. John was caught between wanting to stop fondling her for a moment to remove the unwanted barriers to wanting to continue touching her and slowly make her spiral out of control. The desire to see her was more demanding. John slowly slid his hand from under her underwear and removed it fully from her shorts and licked his fingers.

"You always taste so damn good Joss," he moaned in appreciation before smacking his lips teasingly and she sat up and kissed him hungrily. Her tongue was between his lips rubbing against his sensually. But it didn't deter him from getting what he wanted: her clothes out of his way. He kissed her back with matching intensity as he grabbed at the waistband of her shorts and hooked his fingers under the dainty elastic of her panties and tugged down.

John pulled free of the kiss to work the unwanted garments down her slim hips and legs before letting them fall from his grasp.

He stared at her in all her glory. She was a nice rosy pink with high gloss and he smiled as he kicked the chair over so he could sit down between her legs. Joss lifted her head to stare at him as he stared between her legs as if he was debating just how he was going to make her come apart. She was a little afraid that it wasn't even going to take a single touch because she was squirming in desire just from his unblinking focus.

She felt like she was served up on a platter as his main course meal.

John finally lifted his gaze and met hers. His blue eyes blazed with lust. "You're beautiful Joss. I nearly forgot how perfect you are."

"You make me feel beautiful," she whispered gruffly, her body was so tense she felt like she could snap in two.

John looked up and made sure no little eyes were up and awake. Grateful when he didn't see Maddie there wondering why daddy had mommy half naked because stopping now was almost not a possibility.

His focus shifted back on the womanhood bared to him. John reached out and stroked his index finger teasingly against the swollen nub of her desire, tickling the hood and making Joss scratch at the glass table beneath her and her hips lifted to follow his touch.

John drifted his fingers to dance across her inner thigh feeling the muscles there twitch and flex in response. He fingered her entrance, his finger slipping inside without meaning too, and she moaned. "Joss, I want to taste you."

"Yes," she agreed wantonly as his finger teased her swollen flesh.

John grinned as he grabbed her hips and lifted her up, tugged her forward so he could feast on her. He paused as he inhaled her scent, closing his eyes and savoring the sexy smell of her arousal. He made a sound of contentment before he lazily licked her.

Joss moaned as she grabbed the table desperately to anchor herself to something. A gentle breeze blew and tickled her ass but her skin was overheating, her vagina felt like molten lava. John's tongue was like velvet as he continued his teasing licks like she was an ice cream cone. Her head laid over the edge of the small circle tabletop and she reached under her shirt to grab desperately at her own nipples that felt neglected, but wonderfully so, because John's mouth was heaven between her legs.

John closed his lips around her clit and flicked it with his tongue, lavishing it with attention earning a breathy whimper as her hips twisted in his grasp. He hummed against her, loving the soft cry that slipped free from her, knowing the vibrations it caused. He sucked gently and let her grind herself against his mouth until he reluctantly pulled back to lick his lips to stop her from coming too quickly.

He set her hips down after he pressed a soft kiss to her wet and swollen flesh before he stood up. She blinked as she stared up at him, he could see how her body was tight with need. He reached down and scooped her up into his arms and carried her inside. He pressed kisses to her neck as he slid the veranda door closed and locked it.

Joss locked her legs around his waist as he carried her over to the couch as ravenous desire took a backseat for a moment as they both looked down at Maddie, making sure they hadn't awakened her with their activities. When they saw that she was still very much out of it John turned his attention back on her and carried her to the bedroom.

She pulled his head down and kissed him hungrily as they stumbled into the pitch black bedroom closing the door mostly. Joss tasted him as she slid her tongue across his and enjoyed the little quiver that ran through him at the touch. And then she was on her back on the bed with John on top of her, both now grinding into each other as they ended the kiss to moan gently. John's erection was pressed hard against her pelvis and she needed less clothes on.

Joss grabbed the hem of his polo shirt and forced it up. John complied and lifted his arms and helped remove the shirt. She traced his hard contours of his body, loving the little shiver he gave in response. She flicked his nipples but he leaned his upper body back and helped her remove her shirt.

"I'll get rid of my bra and you get rid of those damn shorts," she stated firmly. John smiled as he climbed off her and tugged her up.

"I got a better idea: I do you and you do me," he said suggestively as his hands cupped her breasts and she cut off a moan as his thumbs played with her nipples through her bra.

"Alright," she muttered, she needed him in her so badly she could taste it. But instead of undoing his belt she cupped the large bulge, feeling his penis straining painfully against the harsh confines of his underwear and shorts, hearing him groan as his hips jerked forward into the touch. "This poor guy needs to be freed."

John reached around her and unclasped her bra and tugged it off her, baring her breasts to him. He leaned down and captured a peak in his mouth with single minded focus. He growled as her hand tightened reflectively over his cock. He reached down and shooed her hand away; she happily wrapped her arms around his neck as her back arched in supplication as he undid his belt, button, and zipper (very carefully) and worked his shorts down as he licked her pebbled nipple.

He stepped out of them as he cupped her buttocks and pressed her forward until he lifted her and set her back on the bed releasing her breast for a moment to situate her so she was comfortably resting against the pillows before he climbed on top of her. He settled between her legs and her hands slid down his ribcage and then her hands slid under his boxer-briefs to cup his butt.

He bit, nibbled, and licked his way back to her breast, swirling his tongue around the areola and she dug her nails in his ass as her hips undulated up and he moaned as his throbbing dick rubbed her intimately. She moaned as she struggled to push his underwear down but he didn't help. He was too busy with her breasts at the moment, her perfect and amazing tits. John caught a nipple between his teeth and tugged.

"John," she groaned as her back arched again before he washed his tongue and lovingly erased the pinprick of pain.

John rubbed against her, pressing his throbbing manhood against her, knowing what she wanted but he wasn't in a hurry to stop pleasuring her breasts at the moment as he licked and sucked at them before giving them soft love bites and gentle tugs that had her gasping and twisting, writhing beneath him. He changed the rhythm, sucking her nipples so hard that he knew she was on the precipice between pleasure and pain before pressing a little kiss with just his lips, then pinched them with his fingers and rolled them with his palms.

"Please….John…." she begged as she rocked her hips against his.

He framed her face with his hands. "Joss look at me," he commanded breathlessly, his own need growing to new heights, and he was sure the moment his underwear came off he was going to be in her. Joss finally did and her mouth was swollen and wet from his mouth, her eyes were glazed with need, and her body was soft and pliant. "I love you."

"Oh, John, I love you too," she whispered warmly.

John kissed her tenderly before he deepened it, wanting more as his lips intensified its pressure against hers, coaxing them to part. She moaned in need as she gave him, and her, what he wanted as she opened her mouth wide in open invitation. His smooth tongue swept deep into her mouth, tangling with hers. And he kissed her so fully and lovingly. She couldn't believe this was finally happening; after all their miscues to get where they were.

He pulled free of the kiss sitting back before climbing off the bed. "I have to be inside you now, Joss," he said urgently as he pushed his underwear down and before she could stare at the raw beauty that John's erection was he was back on the bed and on top of her.

Joss sat up, with a hand on his abdomen wanting to reacquaint herself with this perfect fellow as she wrapped a hand around him. He hissed in pleasure. "I've missed this guy," she breathed raggedly in his ear. He pulsated in her hand. He let out a breathy gasp as she let her thumb tweak his tip and she smiled. John was always so responsive to her touch, nearly as much as she was to his.

John let her tease, touch, and stroke him for a little bit before he pushed her hand away. "Enough before I come in your hand," he ordered gruffly and pushed her onto her back.

Joss let him push her back because she needed him inside her more than anything. But later, when they both weren't close to the edge, she was going to reacquaint herself with John's body to her heart's content. He leaned over her as he rested his weight on his knees and left forearm, allowing his hand to fondle her clit which had her squirming in need. His blunt head of his dick was toying with her wet entrance, teasing her at being so close and yet not nearly where she needed him most.

"I don't have any condoms Joss, so please tell me you're on the pill and one that will work," he whimpered as he tortured them both as he pushed just the large round head of his thick erection inside her feeling her wetness coat him. He shuddered as he fought the desire to thrust as far and as deep as he could go into her warm, wet, heat.

He wanted her to think at a time like this with the large head of his dick inside her, teasing her, stretching her, allowing her to anticipate what was to come. She trembled to remember what they were talking about. "I'm on the pill, no recall, and I triple check to make sure," she admitted as she clawed his shoulders, her hips lifting and he groaned as he inched into her further. "No danger of pregnancy this time unless you really do have amazing swimmers and they can be in the less than one percent column."

John thrust into her without warning. She moaned as he filled her deeply, stretching her wide as he slowly slid all the way inside her. She was going to be sore tomorrow but she didn't give a damn tonight.

John gave her only a few seconds to adjust to his enormous size before he was moving. His eyes were on her as he moved inside her, his finger was still teasing her clit, and Joss grabbed his butt again.

"You are amazing, Joss," he whispered, now that he finally was inside her he struggled to remain in control. He didn't want it to end so soon.

Joss lifted to meet his downward thrust wanting to feel him deep inside her, wanting to feel him touch the very center of her. "You are too, John," she managed.

His languid strokes quickened a bit as he moved his hands to her hips, tilting her a bit for a deeper penetration. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies finding the perfect rhythm. Sliding nearly to the point of completely pulling out, to shove back in on one long thrust, over and over again, harder each time.

Her groans mixed with his, their skin had a thin sheen of sweat as his hips sped up as he thrust into her hard as her pussy drove him crazy as she clenched around him tight as her back arched and he could tell she was close. But then so was he. His cock was straining as his hips bucked and he bowed his head as they moved in perfect sync.

Joss cried out and John muffled it with his mouth as she came, her entire body convulsing under him, her sex contracted around his dick and he groaned into the kiss as her spasms ripped right through her, washing over his cock that was buried deep inside her. Her whole body's nerve endings short circuiting as she felt John stiffen above her before he moaned loudly into the kiss as he followed her over the abyss shooting his warmth deep inside her. They clung together as the orgasmic haze shrouded them for several minutes before finally it faded away and they both collapsed to the bed panting and wholly satisfied.

She smiled up at the ceiling as she breathed raggedly, was being squashed by a hundred and eighty pound man, but felt like she was floating. She ran a hand through his slightly damp hair. "Wow. Five years and you still got it," she murmured in breathless awe.

She felt his rumble of laughter rather than heard it. "Says the woman that just rocked my world," he muttered.

Joss dragged her fingers down his spine, of what she could reach anyway. "Rocked your world huh?—I'll take that," she said happily.

After several moments John finally managed to lift his head a little to look up at her and he pressed a kiss to her lips, before slipping free of her and rolling onto his back. Joss curled up into his side. "No round number two?" she wondered faintly as the afterglow was well underway and her pussy throbbed with renewed need. Now that he was here and in her bed, finally able to make love to her, she didn't want the night to end and she wanted to make love again and again.

"There will be," he assured her as he rubbed her hair. "Give me a chance to catch my breath, Joss. I do need to collect myself before go again," he teased as his breathing steadily slowed over the last couple minutes.

Joss grinned at him. "Well while you collect yourself, I'm going to go say hi to someone I haven't seen in a while," she purred as she kissed her way down his body.

John groaned as he didn't stop her. Who needed sleep anyways?


AN: Hope that hits the spot for you guys. The next chapter you can thank Elaine for and I went total feels fest too with something I was looking to write and finally found the right chapter. So thank you Elaine for giving me it with requesting that chapter. Next chapter:

Ch 21: Picture Perfect

Thanks for reading!