The high beep of the microwave, snapped Madeline out of her daydream. She was leaning over the counter on her elbows and her chin was nestled into her hands. She was off in her own little world. Thinking about him of course. Wondering where he was, hoping that he was thinking about her.
  The microwave beeped again, as if it was getting impatient with her. She let out a sigh, and turned toward the microwave and pulled out the cup of hot apple cider. She closed her eyes as she lifted it to her nose and breathed in deeply with a sigh. She blew on it as she shuffled her way to her den, and curled herself up against the cushioned bench next to a long pannel window that looked out from the side of her house.
  She could see her reflection in the dark window, as streams of waters were sliding over the smooth glass. Her hazel eyes were lazy and her long eyelashes swept down every time she blinked. She had her light brown hair slicked back in a pony tail, and the silky strands ran down her back like a waterfall. She was dressed comfortably, she had on her thin, gray, cotton pants she got at Victoria Secret and a plain white tanktop, that scooped low on her neck and was held by thin spagetti straps.
  She drew up her knees to her chest as her mind began to wonder until it came across the man she loved. The man she cared about most in this world. He gave her hope. His smile warmed her as if she felt this comfortable feeling inside her. His laugh was addicting, and when she shut her eyes she could almost hear his deep chuckle ringing through her ears. He was everything to her. He was the air she breathed in every day to survive.
  She took another sip of her cider and closed her eyes as she felt the soothing liquid skim down her throat. Her mind traveled back. Back to when she last saw him. When she last saw those blue eyes looking down at her.

  "Maddy, sweetheart," he murmured as he gently cupped her face and pressed his lips on her forehead. "You have to be brave for me."
  She nodded as she sniffed. "I will."
  He pulled her in his arms. "You're everything to me, you know that right?"
  She wrapped his arm around her waist and laid her cheek against his chest. She could feel the rhythmic beat of his heart and his musky scent invaded her senses. She sighed. "I know. I'm sor....I'm sorry that I wasn't ready."
  "Hey," he said softly as he pulled her back and looked into her watery eyes. "Last night is something I'll never forget. Holding you is the greatest feeling in the world, Maddy."
  She reached up and grabbed his wrists, but he didn't move his hands from her face. "Thank you for being so patient."
  He smiled warmly, and wiped a tear that slipped away from her with the pad of his thumb. "I will wait for you forever, Madeline. I love you."
  She shut her eyes tight. No matter how many times she heard it, she would never get tired of him saying those words to her. And she would never get tired of saying them back. "I love you, too."
  He smiled softly before he leaned his head down and kissed her softly on the lips. He pulled away too soon, but he was afraid if he kissed her a second longer he wouldn't be able to leave her side. He bent down and grabbed his bag and threw it over his shoulder. He grabbed her hand as he began to walk away, and their fingers slid over each other's, until their fingertips were the last to touch.
  Her hand slapped to her side, as she watched him turn away and trotted down the steps. He didn't look back when he got to the car, he never looked back. It would be too hard for the both of them.

  A loud clap of thunder jumped her back to the present. It scared her so much, she put a hand to her chest and let out a sigh. She hated storms. She hated them especially when she was alone. With a sigh, she lifted the cup to her lips but when she heard a loud bang she jumped again. At first she thought it was the storm, but then she realized someone was banging on her door.
  She swallowed hard at the lump in her throat. Who in the world could be out there at this hour? she thought shakily as she slowly got up. "Don't be silly, Maddy," she said with a sigh as she walked to the door. "I'm sure it's no one bad." It could be someone that needs help, she thought as she put a hand on the doorknob.
  She turned the knob and when it clicked she opened it slowly. She gasped when she saw the face that she dreamt about for so long standing in front of her. The face that she longed for every night. She shut her eyes, afraid that she was dreaming, but when she opened them he was still there.
  He was breathing heavily as he stood there in the rain. He had a duffle bag over his shoulder, and his white shirt was plastered to him. The damp cotton clung to each curve of his chest and his dark jeans were so tight it fit them like an extra pair of skin. "Can I come in?" he finally said as the corner of his mouth lifted. "It's not like I can get any wetter."
  That warm smile brightening across his face did it for her. She let out a cry, as she flung in his arms. He had dropped his bag and quickly stepped inside to meet her half way. "I've missed you, JC," she mumbled as she buried her face against his neck.
  "Me too, Maddy," he said with his voice filled with emotion. "I've missed you so much." He leaned back and looked down at her. He looked away only to close the door to block the wind, but then he turned around and cupped her face. "Still as beautiful as ever," he said softly as his blue eyes roamed over her face.
  She looked up at him and love filled her heart. "I've been waiting for you," she said softly and then leaned up on her toes and planted her lips softly to his.
  He moaned softly, and stayed perfectly still as he let her sip at his lips. His hands traveled over her hair until it found the rubberband. He gently pulled at it until silky strands of her hair fell over his hands. "I've been dreaming about this moment," he murmured against her soft lips. He pulled away softly, and their breaths merged as their lips were only inches away. He breathed her name, before tilting his head to the side and took her mouth once more. He tasted her deeply, savoring each stroke of his tongue against hers.
  Her arms tightened around him, desperately trying to get him closer, but no matter how hard she tried it wasn't enough. He continued to kiss her in the hallway, when the lights flickered and everything was black. They both froze and JC pulled back and couldn't see her anymore. "You okay?"
  "Yeah, I'm just mad I can't see you."
  He chuckled lightly and kissed the tip of her nose. "Looks like the whole neighborhood lost their electricity. Do you have any candles?"
  "Yes...In my bedroom."
  Even though she couldn't see him, she could tell he was grinning. "Perfect. Come on. Stay close."
  He linked fingers with her and they carefully made their way down the dark hall. Their paths were shown to them every once in awhile when lightening striked. She followed him closely as they made their way up the stairs. The steps groaned beneath their feet and since you could hear nothing but the rain, it echoed through the house. They walked down the short hallway and the door creaked as they opened her bedroom door.

  "Where are the candles?" he asked as he turned toward her.
  She didn't know he was stopping so she bumped into him lightly. She felt his hands grip her shoulders for support and chuckled lightly. "You okay?" She didn't realize how close they were, until he talked. She could feel his warm breath brush her cheek.
  "Hmm," she mumbled as she nodded her head.
  He kissed her temple. "The candles?"
  "Oh, the bedside table. The lighter is laying on the saucer."
  He squeezed his hand. "Wait right there," he said.
  She nodded and she could tell immediately when he left. Not just because he let go of her hand, but his whole presence was gone. The smell and the warmth his body gave off was gone and she began to shiver. She looked up when she heard the flick of the lighter and then smiled when firelight flicked over him. She watched him light the three candles. After each candle was lit his well structured face only shown brighter.

  He laid the lighter back on the table, before lifting his head up to look at her. She felt her pulse beat against her throat when the passion in his became transparent. He was breathing heavily as he continued to look at her, his eyes still narrow and focused. She licked her lips nervously as she stood in the middle of her bedroom. He was staring at her intensly and it almost made her go weak in the knees. She loved him, she loved him so much it hurt. And she didn't want to do anything else but show him just how much. "JC?"
  He swallowed the lump in his throat. She looked so beautiful dressed in candlelight. The sight of her was almost too much for him to handle. He wanted her so bad, he couldn't breathe, but he would wait. He would wait until SHE was ready. "Yes," he finally said.
  She felt her hands tremble, so she fisted them at her sides. She kept looking into his eyes as she walked up to him until she was only inches away. She lifted her hand which still slightly trembled and rested it against his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned into her warmth. "Make love with me," she whispered.
  His body tensed and his eyes flew open. He looked down at her, and saw the passion in her eyes and the love that she had for him. He swallowed hard. "Maddy, I..I want you. And I love you, but are you sure you...."
  She stopped him by placing a finger against his lips. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life. I love you, JC. And I want to show you."
  He shut his eyes at her words and then lifted a hand to grab hers. He kissed her finger and then lifted her hand against his face. "I won't hurt you."
  She smiled softly. "I know."
  He let out a shaky sigh and then turned his face in her hands and kissed the insides of her palm. He looked down at her as he lowered their joint hands, and gently pulled her against him. He ran his hands up her arms and he felt her shiver beneath his touch. He ran his fingertips over her shoulders and then back down, until he gripped her slip waist gently and pulled her even closer to him.
  When she saw his head lean towards hers, she closed her eyes and waited for the his kiss. Instead, his lips touched her bare shoulder, and her eyes popped open in shock. "It's okay," he murmured as he ran kisses along her shoulder. "I won't hurt you, just relax."
  "I..I know," she said softly. "I just...." She finished her sentence with a moan, when he nuzzled her neck. "Okay, I'll shut up now."
  He chuckled softly and then ran his lips down her chest and lightly bit her collar bone. "Good idea, Maddy," he said and then trailed his lips back up and then captured her ear with his clever mouth.
  She let out a soft gasp as she clutched his shoulders for balance. "I..I forgot you're still wet," she said when she felt the cold cloth beneath her hands.
  "I didn't notice," he murmured and then gave a playful tug on her lobe. "Besides..." He ran kisses along her jaw. "It won't be on much longer."
  "Mmm," she sighed as she dug her fingers in his wet hair. "I like the sound of that."
  He gave her soft kiss before he pulled back. Her eyes turned hungry as he lifted the wet T-shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. She kept her eyes on his chest, enjoying how it looked in candlelight. When he stepped closer her hands reached out and slowly ran them up his bare chest. She heard him breath in sharply as her hands began to roam his chest, loving the feel of it beneath her hands.
  She finally looked up at him, and he was gazing at her in a trance. "You're perfect," she whispered.
  He shook his head. "No, I'm..."
  She swallowed his words by kissing him softly. "In my eyes, you are," she said softly, her lips hovering over his.
  He felt the lump in his throat, as the tears started to shimmer in his eyes. "I love you, so much," he said huskily.
  She moved her lips a little closer, slowly teasing him with her lips. "Show me."
  He moaned as he captured his mouth with hers, pressing his lips harder against her. He pried her lips open with his tongue and plunged. He dug his fingers in her hair and gripped it as he turned his head to the side and deepened the kiss once more. He left her lips, trailing them down her neck, and nuzzled her while he paused to catch his breath. This was her first time, so he needed to be gentle and take his time. But his blood was humming too fast right now.
  He let out a sigh as he wrapped his arms around her and gripped her tighter. When he finally thought it was safe to continue, he slowly kissed her shoulder. He grinned when he saw a freckle he had grown to love, and then kissed it softly. He reached up and grabbed her strap and gently pulled it over her shoulder. He ran his lips along her collarbone until he was on the other side and then pulled the other strap down as well.
  His lips found her's again as he cupped her face gently, before they traveled down her slender neck. His hands ran down her chest and when his fingers slipped beneath the cotton she moaned against his lips. He continued to drug her with his mouth as he pulled down the tanktop until it was bunched at her waist. They both sighed with pleasure when his warm hands cupped her, and she felt her whole body respond to his touch.
  His hands moved to the sides and then traveled down her ribcage and rested on her hips. He dug his thumbs under the waistband of her gray pants and tugged it over her hips as nuzzled her neck. He pushed his fingers under the band as well and slid them down her slim hips until her clothing fell to her feet. He wrapped her arms around her waist and lifted her naked body against him as he kissed her deeply.
  He whispered soft words to her as he gently laid her on the bed. Praising her, telling her how beautiful she was and how much he loved her. He kissed her softly, before he left only to discard his damp jeans and then joined her once more. He stretched out next to her, and pulled back a strand of hair as he gazed down at her. "Are you nervous?" he asked as his hands trembled.
  She smiled as she turned into his hand and kissed her palm. "No," she said as she began to kiss his fingers one by one. "I'm never scared when I'm with you."
  His eyes softened when they met hers and his body tingled at the feel of her lips against his fingers. She was amazing, he thought to himself. He thanked God everyday for bringing her into his life. He leaned down and touched his lips to hers before he began to trail them down her throat. She closed her eyes and moaned when she felt him press his lips between her breasts. She cried out his name and clutched a fistful of his hair when he captured her breast with his mouth. His tongue flicked as his hands traveled down her her sides and over her hips until he found her.
  She bucked beneath him, as his mouth and fingers continued to caress her. His fingers continued to climb her to the edge as he ran his tongue up her chest and nuzzled her neck when he felt her tremble. He whispered softly to her as he nipped at her lips. "Open your eyes," he mumbled between kisses.
  "Hmm?" she sighed. She could barely move. Her body was drugged with the feel and taste of JC, and it felt wonderful.
  "Open you're eyes," he said again as he shifted himself between her thighs. Her eyelashes fluttered open to reveal her hazel eyes. "I love you so much," he said and then slowly made his way inside her.
  Maddy's eyes widened as he filled her. She felt the pain shoot through her, but as soon as he kissed her, the pain turned to pleasure. He pushed his hips gently until he was completely filled within her. He stayed perfectly still, trying to let her get use to the feel of him inside her. "Am I hurting you," he whispered as he ran kisses all over her face.
  She moaned slightly and then lifted her hips toward his. "No," she breathed. "JC..."
  Knowing exactly how she felt, he groaned as he buried his face in her hair. They began to move together, their hips meeting again and again. He tried to take it slow for her, but the feel of her surrounding him was just too much for him. Their pace quickened and all you could hear were their pants and the rain beating against the bedroom window.
  Lightening streaked over their naked bodies and thunder rolled over the sky as they both went over the edge, just like the fierce storm outside.
  JC nuzzled her neck tiredly as he felt both their bodies relax. He laid there on top of her, too tired to even breath. He let out a sigh as he felt her fingers strum up and down his sweaty back, and then plunged into his hair. He just realize that he practically had her pinned down to the mattress, but when he tried to pull away, she whined softly and tightened her arms around him. "I'm crushing you," he said concerned.
  "Mmm...I realize that," she said as she lazily lifted her hips towards him and enjoyed hearing him groan.
  "Maddy, you're killing me," he muffled into the pillow.
  She chuckled lightly as she continued to play with his hair. "JC?"
  "Hmm?"
  "I will never forget this night."
  He leaned his head up and looked at her. "This night will be with me for the rest of my life, Madeline."
  She smiled as she reached up and cupped his cheek. She knew she shouldn't ask, because it would ruin the moment, but she needed to know. "When do you have to leave?"
  He shut his eyes and turned into her warmth. "Tomorrow morning," he breathed.
  She felt the tears start to come, but she only nodded. "Okay," she said, trying her best to be brave.
  "Maddy," he said softly. "I..."
  "No," she whispered and placed two fingers against his mouth. "Let's not think about that. Let's just pretend that we're the only two people in the world right now, and no one can take that away from us. At least until the morning."
  He kissed her fingers and then leaned down and kissed her lips softly. "Tonight is our night, Madeline. When the sun comes up I'll be gone, but always remember this."
  She smiled softly. "Remember what?"
  "No matter how many times I leave," he said kissing her softly. "I will always come back."