hey guys. sorry again about the delay. this is a short one...but more importantly joanne makes her decision in this ch. sorry i know the story has kinda been slow lately but i had major case of writers block...which i still do kinda have. but i'm not really sure how well i'm likely how i went with the story, so it'll probably be wrapping up shortly...which is probably obvious since joanne made her decision. enjoy!

(Maureen's POV)

I was sitting at the hotel trying to think of some way to get Joanne back. I had already sent her flowers to her office, a nice sweet romantic idea if I may say so. Joanne was always a sucker for when I sent her flowers at work. It always proved to be well worth the money I spent on them once she got home, believe me. Some of our greatest sexcapades came after I had sent Joanne flowers to work. But I don't need to be thinking about all of that right now; I need to be focusing on the task at hand, not getting myself off which would be exactly what I'd be doing if I keep thinking about Joanne and I in bed together.

I closed my eyes not being able to push the thought of Joanne's naked body over top of me, her lips against mine, or her fingers inside of me. And just as I was ready to fully live in the memory, my phone rang jolting me back into reality.

My eyes lit up seeing Joanne's name flash on my caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Maureen, it's Joanne," she sounded almost rushed as she began speaking. "I really need to talk to you…like now. Where are you staying?" She seemed almost in a panic; the flowers had worked, I was going to get to let Joanne pleasure me instead of having to do it myself.

"I'm at the Downtown Hilton," I eagerly responded.

"I'll be there fifteen." And with that she hung up the phone.

Finally Joanne and I were going to be back together. I knew she'd realize that it was me she wanted and needed. But then a horrible feeling came over me. Wonder if she was coming here just to tell me she was choosing Kristin. Then what….no she wouldn't come here, to a private hotel room to tell me that right? Cause Joanne knows what happened the last time we were in a hotel room, alone, together. She wouldn't chance it if she wasn't picking me, right? I try pushing the thought out of my mind…she's was choosing me, I knew it.

(Kristin's POV)

After I sent Joanne flowers, I went straight to work. I wasn't planning on calling Joanne; I just wanted to let her think. That's the thing about Joanne, you have to give her room when she needs to think. And if you pressure her, chances are she isn't going to choose your side.

When I walked into my office, just as usual I played my messages. The last one being from Joanne.

"Hey Kristin, it's Joanne. Thanks for the flowers, they're lovely. Just wanted to thank you for them and tell you that I need to talk to you this evening. Meet me at our restaurant for dinner at eight?"

One of those middle school grins came over my face, I couldn't help it. You know the smile you get when you realize that your crush knows your name? Finally Joanne had made up her mind; and it was me. I was sure of it. We were meeting at our restaurant…we only went here on special occasions. Actually this is where we went to dinner the first time Joanne told me she loved me, when I asked her to move in with me, and where we had dinner the night we had sex for the first time; not necessarily in the order.

I picked up the picture of Joanne and I that I had sitting on my desk. We look so happy, so in love, and so damn adorable together. I couldn't wait to hold her in my arms, kiss those soft lips yet again, and feel her inside of me. I love her so much.

(Joanne's POV)

I finished up some crucial paperwork that needed to be completed for a case before heading over to Maureen's hotel. The answer to my big dilemma had just all of a sudden made sense; like a light went off and I was just like oh yeah that's definitely who I should be with…I belong with her.

I stood in front of Maureen's door for quite sometime; not really know how to tell her the news. Finally though, I mustered up the courage and gently knocked on her door. The door was soon flying open and I was being pulled inside quickly, the door slamming behind me.

Maureen wasted no time, her arms were tightly wrapped around my waist, holding my body close against hers. Then vigorously she pressed her lips against mine. Caught up in the moment, I quickly opened my mouth welcoming her tongue inside. My back was pressed up against the wall, Maureen's hands now roaming across my body. Hmmm…it feels so good.

"No, wait," I muttered out, pulling away from Maureen. "We have to talk."

"Ok," she seductively responded, moving closer towards me again, slinking her arms around my waist, running her hands down to grope my ass.

"I'm sorry Maureen to have had put you through all of this, it wasn't fair to you," I was finding it hard to talk to her and ignore the numerous kissing that she was planting over my body. "But I've decided," I began as Maureen looked up her bright green eyes gazing into mine, "I've chose Kristin."

Don't kill me please! But please do review! Thanks for reading!