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Chapter 14:

Bobby pressed the elevator button and grinned at Megan who fidgeted beside him. He reached out for her hand and squeezed it gently, his thumb caressing slow circles inside the cold hand. He tapped his leg on the floor several times before pressing the button one more time.

Megan laughed when he repeated the action in a frantic pace before growling with frustration and pulling her after him towards the stairway. He grinned wickedly before stopping at the second floor and pressing her against the wall, his face inches away from hers.

"Bobby?" Her eyes were wide and she grinned at him.

"Yes, Megan?" his heart beat furiously in his chest and the surge of adrenaline still flowed in his veins.

"Your apartment is on the fifth floor."

The light switch turned off and Bobby pulled her towards him, his lips covering hers in a bruising kiss. She returned the kiss ardently, her tongue meeting his in a frantic dance. Her hands sneaked beneath his coat and he pulled her closer, groaning into the kiss. His hands reached for the elastic band that tied her hair together and he pulled, freeing a mass of auburn hair.

Someone turned the light on and they broke apart, gasping for air. He stared at her flushed face and wild hair and restrained himself from claiming her lips again, instead, he pulled her after him, almost running up the stairs. On the fourth floor they met Mrs. Anderson who was nice but too chatty for Bobby's taste. Bobby hastened his steps and Megan followed him, giggling. "How do you do, Mrs. Anderson?" Bobby nodded and continued walking by her.

"Oh, just fine, Bobby dear…" She opened her mouth to speak more but stopped when she realized the couple was already climbing the stairs towards the fifth floor and was now laughing loudly. She shrugged her shoulders and headed back inside her apartment.

The light switch turned off again and Megan's laughter died when Bobby pushed her against his apartment door, his mouth claiming hers again. She moved her hands to cup his face, tilting her own to the other side. The kiss deepened and Bobby's hips pushed suggestively against hers. He groaned loudly and she burst into another fit of giggles. "Stop laughing…" He hissed, a grin on his face when he moved lower, kissing her neck gently, his hand caressing her breast through the layers of clothing.

"Oh god…" She moaned.

"Nope." He grinned wider. "Just Bobby."

She managed to smack his neck from behind. "You are such…a man!"

He opened his mouth to respond but she took the opportunity to kiss him some more. Her hands moved up and down his chest and her tongue danced with his. The pace was frantic, their actions were crazy but Bobby pushed all those thoughts aside when he pulled her closer, molding their bodies together, pushing one leg between hers.

Her head was dizzy and their kiss left no room for breathing in the middle. She found herself whimpering at the closeness of his body, he moved to kiss her neck again, his kisses desperate and needy, his manner almost violent…she moved to kiss his neck, her slow and tender actions doing nothing to calm his ardor. He took a shaky breath and gazed at her with dark eyes. "I have to open the door." He said slowly. "Stop kissing me, or I'll never manage…"

She swallowed the laugh that was about to surface and breathed deeply, allowing him a moment to find his keys and get the door open. He followed her inside, taking off his coat. He helped her with her own coat and hanged them next to the door. The apartment was cold and Bobby looked around, trying to see if there was a window opened somewhere.

She cleared her throat and the silence around them was suddenly awkward. Bobby's hands were inside his pockets and he shook his head, a laugh escaping his lips.

"What?" She asked, her face suddenly hot when he looked at her.

"I never did that." He shrugged his shoulders and she raised her eyebrows in question. "That little stairway adventure we had…"

She grinned and he reached out for her, pulling her close. His lips covered hers in a sweet kiss and then moved to nuzzle her neck. "Are you sure about this?" He whispered.

She sighed, chuckling. "I'm not sure about anything. We've already been through that last night." He nodded his head and kissed her again, his hands moving to her waist. "We still need protection…" she said quietly.

He grinned to her lips and picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. "I happened to stop at the pharmacy." He led them towards the sofa. She kissed him deeply, her hands caressing his hair.

"Wishful thinking, Bobby?" She grinned and he chuckled, lowering them both to the large sofa.

"I hope not." He mumbled before he was pulled into another wild kiss. Their bodies molded into each other and the couch welcomed them as they lost themselves in one another.

Jack was content to sit and watch the falling snow, a cup of hot coffee in his hand. He felt energized after sleeping most of the night. His thoughts wandered far away to the woman he loved. They were trying to take things slowly; the transition from close friends and partners to something more was a hard one. He knew he loved her, his feelings for her were strong and prominent and he had no doubt about them. He also knew she returned his feelings.

But they needed to take things slowly and that was the reason why he sat alone in his apartment and drank his coffee alone. The desire to go over to her apartment and see her was almost too powerful but he restrained himself, giving her some time to herself.

The memory of their goodnight kiss from the night before still lingered in his mind. She tasted like chocolate and something uniquely Sue that seemed to have caused a strong case of addiction in his body. Bobby and Megan were bickering in front of the T.V, his Aussie friend doing his best to charm while he was obviously trying to get another shot of chocolate. It was getting late and he walked her outside to her car.

"I hope you'll have a good night." He said softly and she nodded her head.

"It's more important that you'll have a good night." She chuckled. "A quiet one, hopefully."

He smiled and bent his head a little, the action already turning to be very natural for him. She met him halfway, their lips meeting slowly. What started as a slow, gentle kiss soon developed into a blazing fire as his lips devoured hers and his hands roamed all over her back, pulling her as closer to him as he could.

He knew that they were spiraling out of control. The need to be close to her was consuming and everything else seemed to fade away. Her hands caressed his chest, sneaking under his heavy coat. He groaned softly and she shuddered in his arms. He slowly ended their kiss, his eyes dark and focused on her. He smiled, his hands moving to her shoulders and holding her in arms length. He wondered if she knew the effort it took for him to do that.

"Sue, I want to take you home and never leave." He whispered. "But I have to stay here."

She moved closer to him, their foreheads touching. He meant everything he said; he knew she wanted the same things. "Good night, Jack." She whispered and he kissed her forehead.

"Good night, Sue. Drive carefully." He kissed her last time, a sweet gentle kiss before she moved away from his arms and went over to her car. He had a hard time falling asleep afterwards. His mind was providing him all sorts of mental pictures that hunted his dreams. He wondered if he talked in his sleep.

He drank some more coffee, smiling to himself. He should be at the office around eleven and decided a long; cold shower will do him good. He will call Bobby later; they needed to have a little talk before deciding what to do next.