The rain poured like crazy. It started while we were making out in the barn. Indy decided to wait until the rain blew over. He was so cute—putting his arm around me, and he stared deep into my big blue eyes.

"Sweetheart, it's pouring cats and dogs outside. We'll wait till the storm blows over to go inside." He kissed the top of my forehead gently.

Indy unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his chiseled, toned chest. I smiled."Damn, he looks so gorgeous." I caressed his chest gently. Slowly, I made my way to wrap my arms around his waist and kissed against his neck gently.

Indy hummed softly."Mare, you're gorgeous."

I smiled. He allowed me to crawl into his lap, and I sat there, my eyes fixated on him.

"Tonight, I want it to be special." I mused, pulling Indy's hands across my bare back. He smiled, cupping my breasts in his palms. I took the clip out of my braided hair, letting my hair flow down my back.

"It will, Mare." In one motion, he took me in his arms and kissed me openly on the mouth. I was speechless. Arching my back, I crawled up on him, and our eyes met.

I did not say a word, touching the scruffy face, and kissing him softly. Indy grinned.

His arms reached out, pulling me closer to his body. My head rested against his chest, and he held me in his arms, his work worn hands caressing my back gently. I kissed him against his neck, once, twice—three times. Tracing the indentations on my back, Indy whispered sweet words in my ear, as I smiled.

"My baby deserves the best."

I melted. He kissed me softly against my neck, as he pressed my body closer to his own.

"Oh, Indy…" I mused happily. Indy smiled, running his index finger across my body, feeling the contours of my shapely figure. I do admit, I had the figure that made men go crazy, and Abner tried so hard to protect me for that reason. I was seventeen, and when he was not around, I sneaked around. I smoked, drank….slept with older men, and went to clubs with friends. My father did not know this side of me, and I kept it well hidden for the last three years. Nibbling on his ear gently, he smiled that grin that I knew right then and there he was enjoying the attention I was giving him. Holding me close to him, I snuggled close, burying my head in his shoulder. Taking a whiff of his shirt, I could smell the familiar smell of vanilla. Then, craning my neck up, I looked up into his eyes and he leaned down, and kissed me again. He held me in his arms, smiling. I reached for my purse, which sat so neatly against the bale of hay where I had laid my blouse. Pulling out a cigarette, I smiled.

"Do you have a lighter?" I asked. Right now was the time for a cigarette. I had bought the package off of my friend Suzy's older brother, who sometimes bought me cigarettes. Suzy and I usually smuggled them in my house, as Abner did not like cigarettes and the fact that I occasionally smoked from time to time. I usually hid them in the barn because I knew he'd never go in there…but usually to prevent a possible fire, I never had a match or a lighter, usually, I had to ask for one. Indy nodded, and pulled a lighter out of his leather jacket. I thanked him, and lit the cigarette and took a puff. Inhaling then exhaling, I dabbed the cigarette in the ashtray.

"Marion, I still can't believe you smoke and Abner never notices." Indy retrieves the lighter and puts it back in his pocket. I smiled.

"I usually pop a mint in my mouth and spray perfume to cover it up. Suzy's older brother buys me the cigarettes and in reward, I tutor him in French." Indy laughed.

"So you bargain for these?" He pointed to the carton.

I grinned. "Yep."

Indy smiled. "Say something in French."

"Je t'aime avec tout mon coeur." I said quietly. He laughed and swept me up in his arms again.

"Marion, I love you with all my heart too." We shared a kiss.

"Please, don't let this moment end." I mouthed silently .