Disclaimer: I do not own the characters within this story. All rights and much respect go to Crown Media, Hallmark, Brian Bird, Michael Landon, Jr., the actors, creators, and writers of the show "When Calls the Heart." Any real people or places noted in the chapter are just there for storyline purposes.

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Chapter 34- Stairway to Heaven

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Elizabeth felt the warmth of the sun bursting through the French doors. She raised her arms over her head and as her eyes remained closed, she completed a full body stretch, gentle moans and all.

With her eyes still closed, she rolled over to face Jack, but found his side of the bed to be empty. "Jack…" she called out, but received no reply.

She slid out of her warm comfortable bed and opened her suitcase looking for something to wear. Having a thought that only seemed appropriate to her now that she was married, she slipped out of her pajamas and into her cozy bathrobe, tying the belt closed before stepping out into the massive house to find her husband, the concept of which was still very new but extremely exciting.

Elizabeth walked down the hall; smelling the scent of bacon and coffee, her nose led her directly into the kitchen. She stood in the entryway observing her husband of less than a week cooking breakfast for her.

Jack stood by the stove wearing an "Always kiss the cook" apron, tending to the bacon as he scrambled up some eggs, adding green peppers and cheese before pouring the mixture into a second pan for omelets.

She remained quiet as she simply watched and listened as he sang to the radio; a content and satisfied smile covered his face. "Good morning," she called out gaining his attention.

His smile momentarily disappeared as he replied, "I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed."

Elizabeth approached, "You're spoiling me Jack. Not that I don't love it, because I do…" she stepped closer, "But all I need is you."

Her hand on the side of his face turned his head slightly. They were now so close that they were consuming the same air. "Are you really hungry?" she whispered as her lips met the skin on his chest that was barely visible from his t-shirt.

As her fingers pulled at the material of his shirt, trying her best to release it from the waistband of his jeans, he shut off the stove and turned her away from the counter; they obviously enjoyed the physical warmth, but needed to escape the electrical heat.

With his shirt off, her lips worked across his chest as her hands manipulated the belt buckle of his pants. He leaned back against the counter in anticipation of what was to come as she gently tugged his jeans down his legs, stopping around his ankles.

Still new to lovemaking, what makes the male anatomy tick, and wanting to make everything pleasurable, she didn't know why, but she was surprised at his immediate stiffness as it tented his boxers. Careful with the waistband, she gently pulled his boxers down and they joined his jeans at his ankles.

He felt her hands moving down his sides stopping at his hips. Her hands were soft and her lips were warm as his head rolled back. He closed his eyes and thought of gentle breezes, mangoes, split papayas and other fruits dripping with sweet juice.

Feeling his knees buckle slightly, he held on to the counter for stability. Never in his wildest dreams did he realize how complete the right woman could make him feel.

Needing this woman, his wife more than he needed air, his hands under her arms lifted her up as he twisted and placed her onto the counter. His lips immediately found hers as his hand behind her head pulled her closer.

Her lips opened, welcoming him as his tongue pressed through moving across the soft skin on the inside of her mouth. Assuming that she was dressed, Jack was pleasantly surprised when he opened the belt on her robe and found her to be naked underneath.

As the air of the room hit her bare body she shivered slightly, but with his hands upon her, she felt the mercury in her internal temperature rising quickly. He dropped the robe over her shoulders revealing her perfectly shaped breasts, cupping one in his left hand while his mouth covered the other. His tongue brushed across her nipple, bringing it immediately to attention as his mouth moved to the other side while he continued to tenderly roll her already erect nipple between his right thumb and index finger.

His hand tenderly moved up her leg, gently massaging her thigh as his fingers began pressing against her aching flesh. Having waited half of her life to give herself to a man, the pleasure she felt as she moved against him was more intense than she ever dreamed possible. However, it wasn't just giving herself to someone, it was giving herself freely, emotionally and physically to the only man who could ever make this pure bliss feel so right, so exciting, and so perfect.

She moaned softly as he caught the deepest blue of her eyes when he picked her up from the counter, "No Jack…here," she breathlessly spoke.

By the time she got the words out, Jack had already turned and was moving toward the sofa when BAM… OUCH…

Forgetting that his jeans were around his ankles, he tripped and they both hit the carpeted floor just outside the confines of the kitchen.

"Oh Babe, are you okay," having managed to cradle her head before they hit the floor, he rose up over her, glancing at her now closed eyes. "Elizabeth…honey are you okay?"

As he brushed the loose curls away from her face he observed the smile come back to her face. "Open your eyes…"

She did as he asked, "WOW, what happened?"

Jack laughed with embarrassment, "I tripped on my jeans."

"Are you okay?" she asked. "I mean, all of you?" she managed a giggle.

"All of me?"

"You know what I mean…"

He picked himself up off the floor and shed his jeans and boxers before picking her up in his arms, "I'll show you how alright I am."

Assuming that they could both use the comfortable feel of the soft mattress right about now, he rushed for the bedroom.

Her lips moved up his neck as she whispered, "Let's make love someplace else."

Jack was out of breath as he leaned her back slightly, "Oh good, the hot tub."

"Not outside."

"Why?"

"Privacy…"

"Elizabeth, there isn't anything but wildlife out there."

"I don't want them watching us either," she responded. "How about the sofa, or table or the floor?"

"Honey we were just on the floor."

Her slightly open lips pressed against his skin as her tongue traced along his chest. "We should have stayed there," her breathless comment had him dropping to the carpet.

Jack reached up on the sofa and grabbed a plush pillow, slipping it behind her head as his lips came down on hers. At that moment the pain of the preceding moment was lost. Each kiss built of the warmth, excitement and passion of the one before.

They were skin to skin from shoulders to knees, fitting together much like a long sought after missing puzzle piece.

His hands behind her knees drew her legs up as he slipped between them. He hovered over her body, catching her ocean blue eyes which never wandered from his.

Wanting him, needing to feel him inside her, her hips rose into the air as she quickly felt his firmness filling her. They each rocked their hips, easily finding a comfortable rhythm, as his lips pressed against her chest.

As he pressed deeper inside of her, she wrapped her legs around his back, locking them together at her ankles. He arched his back as he rose up, locking his arms on either side of her head, intent on watching her expression.

Her head rolled back on the pillow as her teeth seductively ran across her bottom lip, and he knew that if he had not already lost complete control, that small move would have pushed him over the edge.

Each one wanted, needed to feel more of the other as their rhythm and breathing became more rapid.

Neither one knew where they were going but each one was thoroughly enjoying the ride. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper, higher and higher they flew as they pressed closer to the peak.

With their eyes closed, a rainbow of colors flashed on the back side of their eyelids as every joint in their bodies stiffened. Refusing to release her, he pressed inside her again and again as she felt him carry her higher, while her body seemed to float and fall, only to float again, eventually exploding like ignited oil.

Jack collapsed beside her. At that moment, neither could breathe; neither could think; and neither could have made a coherent sentence if they had tried. Neither wanted to leave this Earth, but if they had, they would have done so having experienced complete euphoria, and true oneness with the person who held their heart.

Jack pulled the blanket from the sofa and covered their bodies. Surprisingly, he found her to already be asleep. He kissed her forehead before resting on the pillow and positioning her head across his chest.

Several hours later, the alarm on Jack's watch sounded.

"What's that for?" she asked as she continued to lie still wrapped in the security of his arms.

"It's time to get up; we need to get going," he replied. "Before we leave here, I want to take you some place special," he replied.

"Do we have time?" she rested her chin in her arms that lay across his chest. Looking into his eyes, she continued, "I mean, with traffic, isn't it a long drive to San Diego?"

"Well, that's the thing; I figured we'd save a lot of time if we flew. So I chartered a jet to take us from Monterey Airport down to San Diego. A drive that would probably take us all day will only be about an hour and a half flight. So, yes…we have time."

"Hmm…" she looked around the beautiful home and frowned, disappointed in the knowledge that their honeymoon was coming to an end.

"Do we have to leave?" she asked.

Jack laughed softly, "Are you going to want to stay in every place where we make love?"

"Maybe…but Jack, you have to admit, it's beautiful here."

"Honey, anywhere with you is beautiful."

"Do you always say the right thing?"

"Think back in our relationship; I think we've proven that that is not always the case," he smiled hesitantly.

"So where are we going?"

"Limekiln State Park; are you up for a hike?" he asked as he grabbed her robe and slipped it over her shoulders. Jack wrapped himself up in the blanket as he stood up and held out his hand to her.

"Are you sure it's safe?"

"What are you afraid of, honey?"

"Well Jack, isn't there wildlife out here?"

"Well, probably things like squirrels, deer, opossum, and maybe some snak…"

"Whoa, if you are getting ready to say snakes, I'm outta here."

"No, I wasn't going to say snakes."

"What were you going to say, Jack?"

"Snaklian tree frogs. They're small and really afraid of people."

Her expression was one of confusion, "You're lying aren't you? There is no such thing as a snaklian tree frog, is there?"

Jack laughed, "No, but snakes aren't out now. Besides, I'll take care of you."

Elizabeth agreed as they both headed down the hall toward the bedroom.

"Wait, don't I need hiking gear," she commented as she opened up her suitcase and looked inside.

"Honey, we aren't scaling Mt. Everest. We're just taking a walk on a path. But, I do have some things that will make it more comfortable," he stated as he pulled out a "North Face" bag with everything they'd need.

"Are you a former Boy Scout? I mean, you always seem to be prepared," she commented as she pulled her clothes and shoes from the bag.

"I was in Boy Scouts for a few years, but I knew we were coming out here, and I wanted what I'm about to show you to be a surprise."

Ten minutes later, Jack and Elizabeth were dressed and walking out the back door to the trail that began at the corner of the property. Although there were woods behind the house, the beauty that was contained therein began less than a football field away.

They held hands as Jack led her down the narrow path which ran alongside a crystal clear creek; the sound of the water moving downstream was quite relaxing. The tall trees kept the sunlight to itself, not allowing much of it to reach the ground. Cautiously, they crossed the moving water using the protruding rocks to step from one side to the other.

Elizabeth pulled out her cell phone and began snapping pictures, multiples of the same thing; doing her best to get the perfect shot.

Jack and Elizabeth continued down the path, each one feeling extremely fortunate to experience this beauty together. They walked approximately a mile before seeing the open sky through a clearing ahead. As they stepped out of the woods, they stood on a cliff, glancing down at the beautiful waves crashing along the rocks which had erupted from the ocean floor.

Jack wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close, "Do you feel like doing some stairs?"

Before receiving an answer, he took her hand and led to a staircase. Six long flights of steps later, they were standing on the beach amid the masses of ocean rocks and seaweed.

"Whoa Jack, that rock, or cliff, whatever you want to call it looks like the profile of a face," she stated as her cell phone again came out of her pocket and multiple snapshots were taken.

"Jack, this is beautiful. Thank you for bringing me here; but how did you find it?" she asked as they walked along the shoreline racing to escape the waves when they rushed the shore.

"When I was at Stanford, a group of us came up here and hiked through the woods. We didn't know it was private property until we got back and the Sheriff was standing by our cars."

"Did you get into trouble?" she asked.

"No, it's a state park, but we did trespass by accident at one point and that's why the sheriff was called," he explained. "They let us slide because we didn't do any harm. Come on; I want to show you something else," he stated as he took her hand, and led her back to the stairs.

Elizabeth took a deep breath before she began to climb the many flights of stairs, with her thighs beginning to scream 'foul' approximately halfway up. At one of the landings, she glanced down to the beach below before returning to the steps, and what she penned as the "Stairway to Heaven."

They continued walking back into the woods with her legs by this time feeling much like Jell-O. Approximately a half mile down, the path split. Having come up the path on the right, he now led her down the one on the left. Just down the path, the narrow creek with rushing water continued to follow them back downhill. As they stepped across the creek, Elizabeth slipped, lost her balance and slightly tweaked her ankle.

"What are you doing?" she asked as he held her up.

"Didn't you ever ride piggyback when you were a kid?" he asked.

"Of course I have, but that was a long time ago."

"Well, let me carry you through this part so you can rest your ankle," he stated as he managed to get her on his back, while her thighs rested across his hips.

Jack wrapped his arms around her legs as his hands cupped behind her calves, holding her in place. Her arms draped over his shoulders as she leaned in enjoying the scent of his blue cedar and cypress cologne.

Her lips pressed against his neck as she gently nibbled on his earlobe.

He released a hard breath that sounded much like a soft laugh, "Don't start something that you aren't prepared to finish," he offered.

"Who says I'm not prepared to finish?" she teased.

"Right here?"

"What is it with men wanting to make love outside?" she asked.

"It's the feeling of freedom…maybe sometime we could try it," he suggested.

She leaned across his shoulder, "I'll think about it, but no promises."

It felt like they had been walking forever. Knowing that Jack had to be tired, she begged him to let her down, but he refused, saying that it was 'just up ahead.'

Around the corner, he gently released her as she slid down his body to the ground. Up ahead she observed a beautiful waterfall known as Limekiln Falls.

Elizabeth stood in awe of the beautiful sight, and the powerful sounds. It smelled much like wet leaves, and fresh cut grass with an earthiness, and an occasional whiff of mint or floral scents as the water rushed over the side of the hill and onto the rocks below.

"WOW Jack, this is beautiful."

"I thought you'd like it. I come here whenever I'm in town, it's peaceful, and somehow grounds me," he responded.

They stood in silence, him behind her as his arms around her waist held her close.

"Are you ready to go back? We'll need to leave in a little while," he asked.

She turned around to face him, "Thank you again for bringing me here. It's beautiful and special to you. So now it's special to me too," She moved up on her tiptoes as her lips brushed across his.

As they walked back into the house, it was evident that a cleaning crew had come and gone while they were out. The house was immaculate and the kitchen pans, which once held uneaten bacon and omelets were washed, dried and put away.

They packed their bags and Jack loaded them up into the SUV while Elizabeth said her goodbyes to the third place in which they had made love.

He walked back inside and took her hand, bringing it up to his lips, "Are you ready to leave, beautiful?"

"Yep, let's go see your mom. Oh, by the way, where are we…"

"Shh, I promised you that we aren't staying with mom, but the where is my final surprise…" he offered.

Sorry for the mess they'd left when their breakfast was put on hold, before Jack locked the front door, he reached into his wallet and pulled out $200, leaving it on the kitchen counter as a tip to the housekeeping staff.

They drove back down Pacific Coast Highway toward the airport, stopping at numerous locations to give Elizabeth an opportunity to take pictures. She was in awe of the colorful flowers, and saltiness of the sea air, and he observed her seemingly drag her feet, obviously not wanting to leave. Mistakenly, she thought if she held out, somehow their honeymoon would continue indefinitely.

They reached the airport, and were directed to drive out onto the tarmac to their awaiting Gulfstream G200 jet. As they pulled up, the door opened and the steps were released as a member of the crew approached their SUV, retrieved the luggage and stowed it away in the cargo hold.

Jack turned the SUV over to airport personnel who returned it to the rental agency for him. He took Elizabeth's hand and they walked up the steps together. Elizabeth had to admit that she was getting quite used to flying in style, and wondered how difficult it would be to return to the main cabin on a major airline, seated closely between two people that she didn't know.

She stepped inside the airplane and it was as if she was in the lobby of an elegant hotel. The leather seats and sofa were immaculate and everything else from the floors, to the walls and ceilings were quite pristine.

Elizabeth took a seat on the sofa next to Jack and rested her head on his shoulder. He snapped her seatbelt and prepared for her to grip him tightly as the jet roared down the runway. Fifteen seconds later they were passing through the altitudes as the landing gear returned to its place in the underbelly of the plane. His arm remained around her shoulders as he leaned over and kissed the top of her head.

As he promised, an hour and a half later, they landed at San Diego International Airport. Waiting on the tarmac was their rental vehicle, a red Dodge Grand Caravan.

With their bags in the back, and Jack behind the wheel they left the airport headed for his childhood home and a much anticipated visit with his mother.

"What is it about me that says I need to drive a 'Mom van?'" he muttered as he searched for the A/C controls.

"Well, it will give us an idea of what we may want as a family vehicle; oh, and the A/C control is right there," she pointed to the controls just above the radio.

"How do you know where stuff is in here?" he asked.

"One of the women at work has one of these."

"I'm just not sure I'm ready for this."

"I know; you've made that abundantly clear."

As they pulled out onto I-5 heading to his mother's home in Hillcrest, Elizabeth continued, "Jack, does starting a family scare you?"

Jack glanced in her direction, "Honey, I love you and I do want to have a family with you when the time is right."

"Who decides that? I mean, who makes the decision that the time is right?" she asked.

Looking slightly perplexed, he replied, "We both do. I mean, you might be ready and I'm not, or I may be ready and you aren't. Either way, we both need to be ready, and I just feel like until we're both on the same coast, it's not a good idea."

"You aren't ready, I get it, but you know, I guess I always felt like God had a say in the timing. Besides, if we're leaving the birth control up to you, we may not have a choice," she added.

Jack reached over and took hold of her hand; part of his apprehension was due to practicality, and the rest was due to his own selfishness. Which reason carried the highest percentage, he wasn't certain, but he had to believe that things would be different once she was out in LA with him.

She glanced down at the floor board and took a deep breath before continuing, "Jack, I'm ready now, but I can tell that you aren't, so I really am okay with waiting. But, if you don't want me to take The Pill, you can't blame me if it happens before you're ready."

Jack turned down the radio, "We've only made love a few times without protection…"

"WOW that really sounds like a teenage boy's mentality and unless you're a ninja and suited up without me knowing, today would be one of them…"

"Well yes, but in my defense, I see you and I want you," he smiled hoping to add a bit of levity to the conversation.

"But Jack, you do realize that anytime we make love without protection, we take the chance of getting pregnant. Maybe I should take care of the birth control…"

"No, I'm still not in favor of you taking The Pill, and I guess we should have had this conversation before now. Did you just assume that we'd start a family right away?"

"I guess I did, but I guess while I thought we'd go ahead and start our family, you thought we'd wait," she interjected. "If you want to wait, and you don't want me on The Pill, then we have to be more careful."

Jack swallowed hard, "I know; we're tempting fate."

"WOW, I guess I just never thought of you thinking about having children as tempting fate."

They took an exit off the interstate and stopped at the light. Waiting to turn right, Jack turned to her and took her hand, "Honey, I don't. It was an unfortunate choice of words, and not what I meant. I love you so much, and I'm just not sure that I want to share you right now. I really don't know if I'll ever want to share you."

Elizabeth felt the air rush from her lungs as she moved her hand out from under his.

"Stop looking at me like that, I was just kidding. I really just enjoy our time right now and pregnancy and babies complicate things. Can't we just wait until we're situated on the same coast to think about it?"

"Babies…? I was referring to one, not a litter," she nervously replied.

"Well, multiples run in our family. Well not in my immediate family, but there are twins and triplets in my extended family. So we should consider that too."

"Well then, I guess we should think about this more. Unless we want to be taken by surprise, you'd better suit up from now on."

"I have condoms in my bag, but sometimes they aren't within arm's length and I…"

"And you forget. Well, just keep in mind that it only takes one time," she provided him with a half smile as they pulled into his mother's driveway and she rushed out to meet them at the van.

"Nice family car. Do you have something to tell me?" Charlotte asked.

"Mom, we haven't even been married for a week; please give us time," he replied.

Charlotte rushed around to the other side of the van and hugged Elizabeth as soon as her feet hit the driveway.

"Hi Charlotte," Elizabeth greeted her as she felt her new mother-in-law holding her tightly.

"Mom, she's got to be able to breathe," Jack joked, having no idea how accurate he was.

"I'm sorry dear," Charlotte apologized as she kissed Elizabeth's cheek and they headed for the house.

"Jack, why don't you grab the bags while Elizabeth and I step inside so we can talk." Seeing her oldest son glance back at Elizabeth she asked, "You are staying here tonight, aren't you?"

"Well mom…"

"Of course we are. Thank you for the invitation," seeing Charlotte's excitement at their visit, Elizabeth felt guilty keeping Jack away from her while they were in town.

Elizabeth and Charlotte sat in the living room while Jack brought in their essential suitcases.

"Honey," Charlotte called out. "Why don't you put those in the room over the garage? That way you can still have some privacy."

No lovemaking going on here tonight. No need for privacy… Elizabeth thought.

With the bags inside the house, Jack took a seat beside his wife of less than a week. They talked about the upcoming baseball season, Elizabeth's work as a guidance counselor, her plans once this school year is over, and the educational foundation that Jack hoped she'd still participate in.

It was evident that Charlotte was pleased beyond measure to have her son moving back to the west coast, and seemingly so happy in his newfound relationship and marriage. Now she just hoped that grandchildren would be on the horizon, a topic which she brought up, causing both Elizabeth and Jack to change the subject.

Following dinner, Elizabeth helped clean up the kitchen while Jack sat in front of the TV and enjoyed the ending of the Stanford- Michigan State football game.

With the kitchen clean, Elizabeth kissed Charlotte on the cheek, "I'm exhausted, if you will excuse me; I think I'll go to bed, but you and Jack continue to visit."

Elizabeth ascended the stairs to the room over the garage, thankful that it was nowhere near the number of steps she had climbed earlier in the day. She opened her suitcase and having nothing but negligees to sleep in, she grabbed her favorite one and slipped it on.

She grabbed her bag from the chair and walked over to the bed where she slipped under the covers. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out her journal, flipped through the leather bound keeper of her secrets, and stopped at the next blank page. She inhaled deeply and did her best to release the joy, excitement and slight bit of concern that consumed her…

"Life is all about taking chances, trusting your feelings, lessons learned from adventures experienced, and losing happiness, only to have the joy of finding it again. Sit back, take a breath, appreciate the memories, and realize that emotionally, people are often not at the same place at the same time. However, that's okay, for as long as each of us knows what is truly important, any life changes, good and bad, anticipated or not will be met with love, understanding and respect.

Never did I believe that my life would move in this direction; that I could look into your eyes and feel every ounce of breath rush from my body, floating into the air like midnight smoke. Every time you kiss me, I feel as though the world stops. Every time you hold my face in your hands, I feel you untying the intricate knots of my disappointing past mistakes. This is now my present and I look forward to my future. For this is my story, the one I always dreamed of writing, as I pray that each chapter is greater, happier and more exciting than the one before.

Time is much like a stream, flowing slowly, sometimes rushing, but never are we able to touch the same water twice. For that which has passed by will never pass again. As such, each moment in life should be experienced, enjoyed, respected for what it is and how it impacts our life and the lives of those around us."

Elizabeth closed her journal, slipped it back into her bag and sat it on the floor beside her. She shut off the light, rolled over and closed her eyes.

"Where's Elizabeth?" Jack asked as Charlotte walked into the den carrying two cups of coffee.

"She went to bed."

"Is she okay?" he asked as he stood up from the sofa.

"Jack, she's fine. I think she just wanted to give us some time alone."

Jack returned to the sofa and took one of the coffee cups. "Thank you for putting us at the other end of the house."

"Oh honey, don't give it another thought. I remember when your father and I got married. He couldn't keep his hands off of me. You know, we just wanted to be alone and…"

"Too much information mom…gross, please stop…" Jack's voice was slightly louder than normal, doing his best to drown out her explanation. Unfortunately the visual remained.

"Oh honey, it's just life. So, when do you think I can expect grandchildren?" she asked.

"Mom, you may need to wait a little while for that. I don't want to give up the time I have with Elizabeth right now, and besides, I'm not in favor of even considering it until we're both on the same coast."

"How does Elizabeth feel about your hesitation?"

"She wants a baby, but I think some of it is just that she sees families and babies are just tugging at her right now."

"Well don't wait too long. I'm looking forward to having Jack Jr. or baby Charlotte to bounce on my knee…" she stated with a gleam in her eye. "Besides Jack, if you think about it, there are always reasons to put off starting a family. If you think too hard about it, you will keep putting it off and before you know it, it will be too late."

"Mom, we're only thirty. I'd just like to be settled here in LA, get Elizabeth on this coast, and enjoy traveling with her before children come. Do you think I'm wrong?"

"Jack, you have a right to your feelings, just as Elizabeth has a right to hers. As long as you both understand how the other one feels and you communicate with each other, it'll work out." She offered her motherly advice before adding, "But don't wait too long; I'm not getting any younger you know."

"I believe it'll happen when we're both ready, and on the same coast. So, what's been happening in the neighborhood?" he asked, hoping to change the direction of the conversation.

Sadly, it didn't as Charlotte added, "Hmm, both of you being ready; that's what your father said too. Well not the part about being on the same coast, but the Lord above had a different idea. Oh, that and the fact that your father was a little too quick to engage…if you know what I mean."

"Oh my God, way, way, way too much information…"

"Are you okay Jack. You look a bit pale."

"I need to go to bed; I'll see you in the morning," he stated as he grabbed his coffee cup, kissed her good night, poured his coffee out in the sink and headed for the room over the garage.

The room was dimly lit; Jack could barely see Elizabeth sleeping on her stomach, as her arms hugged the pillow. He changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, but chose to remove the t-shirt before slipping into bed beside her. He placed his hand under the covers and gently rubbed across her back.

"Did you have a nice talk with your mom?" she sleepily asked.

"More like frightening…"

"Frightening? How?"

"Just some visuals that I didn't need bouncing around in my head. Maybe you could help me get rid of them," he whispered as he kissed her cheek, wrapped his arm across her back and pressed his body up against hers.

"Down boy…it ain't happening tonight, and certainly not in your momma's house."

To be continued…

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