Chapter Twenty

She found John still on his lounger and handed him his drink without a word and it wasn't until she was still silent after lying on the lounger next to him that John spoke,

"Is everything OK Rose?" and when she failed to respond he said her name more audibly, "Rose!"

"Mmm yes sorry I wasn't listening. What did you say?"

"I asked if everything was OK. Clearly it isn't as you are away with the fairies, what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong and actually it could be really good. Mum suggested something to me."

"Yes?"

"Yeah. Well it was Dad's idea actually."

"Are you going to tell me?"

"Yes, sorry I'm just sort of going over it in my head. OK you know the annexe?"

"Not really but I know there is one."

"Well it's totally self-contained. It has its own front door, kitchen, and bathrooms, everything we'd need."

"Everything we'd need?"

"Yeah if we were, well you know, to share."

"Share?"

"Move in together you dumbo!"

"You want to move in with me?"

Rose looked at John. His face was shining with a hope that she had only ever seen once before, and that had been just moments before they had made love that very first time and then she had crushed him. She stood up and moved to sit on the edge of his lounger,

"Yeah I want to move in with you, but we ought to wait until this thing," she tapped his cast, "Comes off."

"You really want to move in with me and be a proper family?"

"I said yes didn't I?"

"Yes you did."

"Well shut up then." With those words Rose moved herself up his body and kissed him with as much seduction as she could muster. He parted his lips and she groaned in to his mouth as he ran his hands along her swim suit clad curves. She moved astride him her knees either side of his slim hips and as he lowered the straps of her costume she ran her hands along his toned torso finding his nipples and grazing them with her finger tips before tweaking just hard enough to make him gasp with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her fingers sent a jolt through his body which nestled in his swim shorts. Rose could feel him hard at her entrance and slowly she pulled the shorts away from his body and exposed his thickening shaft. His mouth was now moving between her breasts each receiving loving attention in turn from his tongue, lips and teeth. He swept the material covering her entrance aside and she impaled herself on him. He was able to bring his knees up to support her back as she rode him hard and fast. He threw his head back as he felt himself pulsate inside her. Moments later she cried out his name as her muscles rippled along his length; her orgasm triggered a second shudder from him as she milked him dry.

As they floated back down from their shared high John pulled her down on to his chest and held her tight. He kissed her hair and spoke softly in to it,

"You know I love you?"

"Yes," yes she whispered back to him. "And you know I want to move in with you?" Again she replied "Yes." "Well I want it all with you. The home, one day a mortgage, the 2.4 kids, all of it. Is that what you want with me too?"

"Yes it is but I don't know how to make you believe me. I know I hurt you and I'd give anything to change what I did but I can't. Can you forgive me?"

"I already have. I'm sorry. I'm trying to protect us both but I don't know how to."

"Why don't we just protect each other? Isn't that what couples do? They look out for one another, put the others needs ahead of their own. If we both do that then we can't go very far wrong can we?"

"I don't think so no."

"And if we ever feel like anything is going wrong if we talk about it we'll be fine. You said you wanted kids with me?"

"2.4 or maybe 3."

"4?"

"As many as you want but I'll need to marry you first."

"You don't have to."

"I want to. Let's do this properly."

"You have to ask me first."

John smiled and gently rolled with Rose until they were lying side by side on the lounger. Slowly he sat up and then stood and then with some difficulty because of the cast on his leg he lowered one knee to the floor. By now Rose had sat up and her hand flew to her mouth as John asked,

"Rose Marion Tyler, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?"

"Yes I will but if we are doing this properly you need to ask my Dad too."

John looked worried,

"What if he says no?"

"Then we'll run off to Gretna and get married in secret! I'm over 18. I don't need permission… but John he won't say no and get up! That can't be comfortable with one leg in plaster!"

"It's not." he replied pushing as he pushed himself up. "I really want this off tomorrow."

"You'll need to be x rayed again, then if it's healed it will be and then we can get you in the pool with Melissa."

"I hope I like her."

"I hope you do too." but not too much added Rose to herself in her head.

John yawned.

"You're tired. We should go back to your room and you should try and get some rest. Maybe even some sleep."

"That's all I do." complained John.

"Not quite," winked Rose "But it's good for you and when we make the move it'll be quieter."

"It's quiet here."

"I mean we'll have more privacy and more space to spread out. I feel a little trapped in the one room but I also don't want to share you with the family. Does that make sense?" she paused before adding, "We'll still see Mum and Dad of course but when we choose to rather than when we have to eat or drink."

"It does make sense and I rather like the idea of your just belonging to me."

"You do realise that in that case you also belong to me?"

He nodded, "And I couldn't be happier." he replied stifling another yawn.

"Come on sleepy head back to your room with you."

"And you?"

"Where else would I be?"

"Your room?"

"I don't think I have a room any more. We share."

John nodded happily to her and let her lead him back to what had become their room.