Chapter 4

It took two steps to process what he'd just heard, and then he halted, frozen in place. AJ was sure this was just some new torture she'd devised. That, or she was just practicing on him. But then Mac said, "I love you, AJ and I have for ten years, four months, two weeks, four days, and three hours."

AJ turned slowly and looked into her eyes, he could see they were filled with fear and he realized that it was fear of rejection that he saw there. That would have convinced him if her accounting of the length of time she'd loved him hadn't. Sarah had always had an amazing time sense. With the length of time she'd mentioned he could only guess she meant one thing. Could she really have fallen in love with him at first sight? "The reception in the Rose Garden?" he asked.

"No, I was too distracted by Harm's reaction to my resemblance to his dead girl friend. It was the next Monday in your office," she told him softly.

"That's when I knew too. In the Rose Garden I admired how coolly you handled the situation and then I couldn't stop thinking about you all weekend. When you walked into the office that morning, I looked up and knew."

She couldn't possibly be hearing what she thought he was saying, but she had to know! "Knew what, AJ?" she asked as he slowly started walking towards her.

"That I was in love with you," he answered simply.

Stunned, she begged, "Will you pinch me? I think I'm dreaming!"

"I'd rather kiss you."

"Like you almost did nine years, seven months…"

"Shhhh," he interrupted her and at long last brought their lips together in a kiss that was long overdue.

Mac's gasp allowed his tongue to enter her mouth and begin to explore. As she recovered from the shock of his assault, Mac stepped in closer and wrapped her arms around his neck. Feeling her full participation in the kiss, AJ pulled her into his arms. Neither expected the kiss to get out of control, but they'd held their feelings in check for so long that now they were finally set free it was almost too much. Passions flared quickly and once they were both sure the other wasn't about to pull away, their hands began to roam rather than just hold on.

AJ's hands stroked slowly up and down her back, he wanted to place them on her shapely six and press her against his rising arousal, but didn't want to presume.

Mac's hands slid up his strong neck to caress his baldhead. She had wanted to do that ever since the day she'd first seen him run his hand over it in frustration at something Harm had done. She could feel his growing erection between them, and with a moan, she deliberately pressed herself against him.

He groaned and gave into his desire, with one hand on each of her denim-clad cheeks, he pulled her even closer.

Her knees were like jelly and she simply couldn't stand any longer. Knowing the Vette was right behind her, she collapsed back on to it, pulling him with her.

Startled by her action, AJ was caught off guard and stumbled forward. His knee hit the fender rather hard and gave out under him. He fell forward, knocking her back from her sitting position to a laying one on the hood of the car. Just barely able to keep himself from landing fully on top of her, he managed to stop himself with his hands braced on either side of her waist.

Through all this their lips never once parted. It was as if, now that they were free to kiss like this, they never wanted to stop. Lowering himself so he could brace on one elbow on top of her his free hand gently found its way under the hem of her top.

Not wanting him to have all the fun, she took her hands from his wide shoulders to grasp the bottom of his shirt and quickly pull it over his head. Their lips had to part for a moment so she could rid him of the shirt and as she tossed it to the ground he sighed, "Oh Sarah."

Their lips had just met again when a voice from the sidewalk said, "Yo man! Sweet ride! And the car's not bad either!"

To be continued….