Jesse sat back uneasily; as if what he was about to say was personal to him.

He began to speak slowly "It was this very night, back in 1850…"

Then he paused for a moment as he wiped his forehead as if beads of sweat were developing… obviously, for a ghost, there wasn't any. I looked contently at his nervousness and was eager to know where this was leading.

Back in 1850? What, was he going to confess that he was deeply in love with someone back in his time? No, not up here, not like this, surely. Why do I always try to jump to conclusions? … Just stop thinking Suze and listen to him!

I placed my hand over his, as he slowly finished the sentence.

"When I… err, in your words… Choked"

I immediately raised my hand, which was on his, to my mouth in complete shock.

Ok, well I was totally wrong about what I thought he was going to tell me… I didn't see that one coming. I really didn't know what to say. I was speechless.

He never speaks a word about what had happened to him. Every time I had tried to sneakily bend my questions towards the topic in the past, he always caught on He would grow tense, real edgy and change the conversation hastily.

"I don't want you to be concerned…"

He said, taking my hand and holding it tightly in his own. Then he suddenly and quickly turned his head away as if in shame.

"It happened over 150 years ago, I shouldn't have brought it up... I am so sorry for ruining this moment"

"All that matters Jesse,"

I said, turning his attention back to me.

"Is that you're actually here now, with me…" I smiled up at his depressed face.

He slowly returned the smile and wrapped his arm around my back, gently pulling me closer to him. I have got to be the luckiest girl right about now. I thought smiling up into the night sky.

"I truly appreciate and admire the fact that you accept this issue, Susannah"

"Awe Jesse, you're so gorgeous, how could I not!" I smiled happily, leaning my head on his shoulder.

I heard him give a quiet chuckle.

"Susannah," He said changing his tone into a serious one.

"I want to tell you that no matter what happens…"

Then he lowered his head closer to mine.

"I will always be here to look after you"

He whispered in my ear, and softly kissed the top of my head.

All I want to do right now is kiss his beautiful, smooth lips. His words were so sweet; he made my heart melt. I sighed and buried my head against his chest.

"It's such a shame we can't be together…" I sighed.

Oh Crap! I just said that out loud! What an idiot, Suze! Totally go and ruin everything, nice one!

I cringed, and I think Jesse had noticed because the next thing I knew, he had gently placed a finger under my chin and tilted my head up towards his.

"I know…"

Then he slowly moved in towards my lips as if he was going to kiss me.

"… But I'll continue to love you anyway"

He whispered against my skin. And with that, he leant over and delicately pressed his lips against mine.

Oh My God! He was kissing me, Jesse was kissing me! It was such a beautiful moment… his lips were so smooth and warm… and he embraced me gently, holding me in his arms.

This is way better than kissing Brett! This is pure bliss!

Hold on! Had he just used the word love? … He loves me? My stomach totally flipped upside down and bursted into a million butterflies.

I smiled against his lips, and ran one of my hands through his thick, dark hair.

I felt him smile back, just before he slowly ended the kiss.

Mother Nature had decided to ruin our moment by starting to sprinkle with rain.

Trust my luck! Who cares about a little rain… I didn't want our kiss to end… It was too short!

Short, but sweet.

I can't believe it… He kissed me! He kissed me! And he said he would love me even though we couldn't really be together… I sighed peacefully.

While still holding me in his embrace, he continued smiling, and with his thumb, wiped the small raindrops, which had fallen on my cheek.

"I hope you don't mind. It felt like the right moment… to kiss you"

"Yeah, it was the right moment," I giggled, hugging him tightly, never wanting to let him go.

"Oh, Querida, le amaré más que usted sabrá siempre"

I didn't know what that meant, but all that mattered was that he had feelings for me after all. Who would have guessed?

By this time, the rain had started to fall heavier.

He laughed, as he tilted me back in his arms to look at my face… which I really didn't want him to do… My hair must be a mess!

"Come on, let's go inside"

He said, raising his voice above the rain.

I think I was permanently stuck there, unable to move… Still trying to absorb what had just happened.

He carefully stood up, taking me with him. With one arm around my waist, and both of mine around his, we slowly made our way down.

Jesse jumped down onto the small ledge first and outstretched his arms for me. I sat down on the edge to the roof and moved forward into his grasp.

He held me around my waist and pulled me close, into his body. There wasn't really much room to fit to fit two people, so he had to hold me close. Yes! Thank God for my small balcony.

The front of his wet hair had kind of plastered down against his forehead. And I'd noticed that his white shirt had definitely clung to his body.

I was leaning up against the closed window, but my back was facing it, and I couldn't turn around as Jesse was pined between the railing and myself.

I didn't mind. I could stand out here forever. You would too if you were pinned up against a totally hot Spanish guy, whose muscles you could feel up against your body.

Then he goes and ruins my happiness by lifting his arms around my body and pulling the window up.

I sat on the window ledge, not really wanting to go back inside. But Jesse gave me a 'what are you waiting for', look on his face. Damn! Anyway, I pulled myself into the room, while Jesse followed and closed it up behind him.

As I stood there, waiting for Jesse to turn around so that I could see his torso through his shirt, it had suddenly hit me.

I was wearing a white top too! And to make matters worse… my dark purple bra.

I panicked, and looked down to see that sure enough my bra was showing through.

Ooh, like hell it was! Clear as day!

I mean, when it's dry, the white lycra was too thick to see through, even dark purple… But I wasn't aware that it was going to get wet!

My arms quickly shot up covering my chest, hoping that Jesse hadn't noticed. But I should have known that nothing gets by unnoticed by Jesse.

I looked up to find him gazing at my body, like he was examining it or something. He then realised that I had discovered him looking, and he blushed a little.

But he didn't seem to hide the fact that his shirt was clearly see through and revealed his abdominal muscles and chest… Which by the way, are absolutely, bloody impressive!

No, he just stood there blushing, as a huge grin suddenly appeared on his face when he noticed that the sight of his body had hopelessly captivated me.

Then we both laughed at the same time, catching on to each other's thoughts.

"Ok, well I'm gonna go change"

I said awkwardly, picking up my pj's while still laughing as I turned and walked across the room.

I went into the bathroom, closed the door, lent against it and let out a gasp or air. That was a very awkward moment!

Women back in Jesse's era used to wear corsets or some sort of long under garment. He wouldn't have even seen a bra before. Not unless he peeks through my underwear drawer… No, Jesse is not like that!

All right, so that must have been eye-opening experience for him out there…

Anyway I got dressed into my light blue soft material shorts, a light blue buttoned silk t-shirt and began to blow-dry my wet hair.

I stepped out of the bathroom a few minutes later and dumped my wet clothes in a pile near the door, ready to go into the wash tomorrow, and headed over to my dressing table.

Jesse, who was comfortably sitting on the window seat supposedly reading his book, pretended not to notice me. He was doing a great job at reading, seeing as though I noticed that his book was upside down.

I laughed secretly to myself. Guys…

"Um, Jesse?" I turned to face him.

He looked up from his upside down book towards me and I noticed that he managed to control the urge to look me up and down… Considering the circumstances earlier on.

A true gentleman. He looked straight into my eyes.

"Yes Querida?"

I smiled on the inside and that beautiful word.

"Um, You do realise that you're getting my window seat wet!"

"Oh, of course, I am so sorry"

He said, jumping up quickly and standing to his feet.

"So how can I dry my clothes?" He asked with a serious expression.

"Well, you could always take them off…" I said cheekily.

"Nice try, Susannah!" He laughed, walking over and playfully pushing me.

"I have an idea"

I turned and headed for the bathroom, motioning with one of my fingers for him to follow me.

Then I suddenly wondered, was he was watching my butt? Great, now I've corrupted his innocent mind into thinking about my body…

"Jesse,"

I looked back quickly, catching a glimpse of him looking down at my lower region. He looked quickly up towards my eyes, acting like he hadn't been looking.

"By the way, you sure have an interesting way of reading books upside down" I laughed as he stopped in his tracks.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself; it had to be said" I nudged him softly in the stomach.

He looked really embarrassed and remained silent as he continued to follow me into the bathroom.

I plugged the blow-drier back into the switch and turned to face him. He looked down at it in my hand and looked a little bit worried.

"It just blows out warm air. This is what I use to dry my hair…"

I said turning it on and letting the air touch my hand.

"…It doesn't hurt" I giggled.

I turned it towards the front of his shirt and showed him what I meant.

"This is an amazing device,"

He said feeling the spot on the shirt, which was already starting to dry.

"Yeah, well I'll leave you to it aye?"

I said giving him the drier and leaving the room.

As I layed in bed, listening to the drier, I thought about just how lucky I was to have that Jesse… Even though he is a ghost, you gotta love him!

After a few minutes, I was almost dozing off, with the sound of the drier still buzzing in my ears.

"Um, Susannah?"

I heard Jesse call out. He probably needed help turning it off. I got out of bed and headed over to the bathroom, again.

By now his clothes had dried. The shirt was back to it billowy old self, not revealing what it was covering… damn.

"You've done a good job," I said eyeing his clothes.

"I'm just having problems drying my back… would you be able to…"

I smiled and took the blow-drier he had handed me.

The shirt had almost dried itself anyway… but hey I wasn't complaining.

I put my hand under the back of his shirt, as I was drying it, to lift it away from his skin. In the process of drying, my hand had touched his back, and I swear I felt him shiver. Can ghosts actually shiver?

After it had properly dried, I turned the drier off and leaned in front of Jesse to pull it out from the switch.

"Um, thank you for doing that,"

He said a little awkwardly as I turned to face him.

Why was it, that every time I looked into his eyes, I felt butterflies in my stomach? I search his face, longing for an answer.

Then, I couldn't contain myself; he looked so gorgeous… I stood up on my toes and kissed him lightly on his lips.

"Goodnight," I whispered into his ear.

He seemed a little stunned by my actions and cleared his throat.

"Buonas noches mi Querida," Was his reply as I had turned to leave the room.

I gave a happy sigh and with that, I climbed into my bed and pulled the covers up.

It was so good, to have the man of your dreams constantly sharing your room… What more can a girl ask for? Even though I wasn't too sure where exactly our relationship now stands…

Just as I was drifting off into a deep sleep, replaying the loveliest night ever, over in my head, subconsciously, I think Jesse had whispered into my ear "Oh, Querida, I'll love you more than you'll ever know".