32. One Of Those Memories

32

ONE OF THOSE MEMORIES

" I love a real fire," Andi said two hours later. "You don't see too many houses with real fireplaces now."

"Firehazards," he said. "And they are a pain in the butt too. I don't light this much. I even thought about putting a gas unit in it. Alex is always on my case to do it."

"I understand. It's just nice. My father had one in his house."

"So one of those memories?" he asked. "Maybe I'll keep it."

She snuggled in more next to him on the couch. It was cold and windy out. They could hear the windows rattling a bit, but it was nice and warm in Jarrett's home.

"It's your house," she said. "You need to do what you want with it."

"Maybe I want what makes you happy in it," he said.

She paused. As much as she loved Jarrett, she'd never lived with a man before.

She loved that her father protected her, but she also liked her independence.

Then add to the fact she was in Witness Protection. Wouldn't moving in with someone just add another pressure she didn't want in her life?

But the thought of not having Jarrett in her life was heart wrenching.

She sniffled some and he noticed. "Sorry."

"Why are you upset?" he asked. "What did I say?"

"Nothing. Sometimes my mind runs away with things."

"I'm putting pressure on you," he said. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

"You aren't. I'm doing it to myself. The thing is, the minute I think you might not be in my life or I'd lose this, I get upset. Like flip a switch and there are the tears."

That had to mean more than anything in her mind.

"I'm not going anywhere," he said. "I'm not letting you go anywhere. Jack knows that."

"What does Jack know?" she asked.

He sighed. "The fact I know your history, if you ever had to leave or recreate yourself again, I know you're in the system. I know Jack will always be in your life. There is nowhere you could go that I wouldn't find you unless you told me outright that you didn't want me in your life."

"I'll never say that," she said. And it just proved to her that all the pressure she was feeling was coming from her and not Jarrett.

"Let's try not to think of those things," he said. "I've got something for you."

"I thought we weren't exchanging gifts," she said. They'd talked about this for two weeks.

"It's a gift for both of us," he said. "I should have said it that way. Just like you cooked dinner for us tonight."

"I cook dinner for us all the time," she said.

"But tonight you got filet mignon. It's not a meal we have all the time."

"No," she said. "Still. You didn't need to get me anything."

"I wouldn't want you to go join Kylie at the casino," he said, laughing. He got up from the couch and pulled the little gift bag out of the cabinet.

"Never happening," she said. She reached her hand out. "This is light. Is it more underwear?"

"No," he said. "I could have done that, but as I said, this is for both of us."

"Sexy underwear is for both of us too," she said. She removed the tissue paper and pulled out an envelope. "What the heck?"

"It's a cabin in the mountains," he said. "Just outside of Boston. I haven't reserved it yet, but I will. I just need you to give me the date. They've got a lot of open slots this winter. I thought maybe we could go for two nights and have some fun. Get off the island. They've got snowshoe trails and cross-country skiing right on the property."

"This is great," she said. "No skiing. Though I could do cross-country, it's been years. Snowshoeing is the best. I don't even trip using them either. At least I didn't as a kid. This is a great gift."

"You tell me what works for you and I'll put in for the time."

She jumped up and grabbed her phone. "How soon could we go?"

He reached for his laptop on the counter and opened it. "I've got the page saved, let's see the dates they've got. I was looking at weekends, but I could take days off during the week too. If we went two nights, that would be three days off of work for you, and I wasn't sure if you wanted to do that."

"I have nothing scheduled for the last Friday of the month or that Saturday. I can block them off right now if you want to book it. If they are available?"

"They are," he said.

"Perfect," he said. "Grab my wallet over there and I'll secure it."

She jumped up and got his wallet and tossed it to him and then blocked off her time on those two days and then Thursday afternoon. She had one appointment that morning but then could get ready to leave on Friday.

"I'm so excited," she said. "Best gift ever."

"All set," he said. "See, giving each other gifts isn't a bad thing."

"No," she said, pulling her shirt over her head. "It's not. I did get you something too. Well, it's for both of us."

He started to laugh when he saw the red lace bra she had on. She'd ordered it a few weeks ago.

"You're a snot," he said, yanking her forward. "You were going to make me feel bad."

"No," she said. "Because it could just be a new bra and panty set for me. I don't have to wear them around you."

He turned her after he undid her jeans and was yanking them off of her while she was falling on top of him on the couch.

She started to laugh when he lifted her jeansupand her body was bouncing across his lap, her hair falling in her face and she couldn't see anything.

"Oh my God," she said. "You're going to get me sick doing that."

"I need to see what the bottom looks like," he said, pushing them down. "Damn. You wouldn't be wearing these without me. You'd told me before you don't like wearing thongs."

"I don't," she said. "And having them on now was only a shortperiod of time. I changed into them when I went upstairs after dinner."

She found thongs uncomfortable, but after dinner was cleaned up, she'd said she was going to put her clothes away and changed into it. She'd had the bra on all day. That hadn't bothered her.

She managed to get away from him and pulled her jeans off, leaving her in the matching set she'd purchased with him in mind.

"I think red is your color," he said. "And not just your hair."

"I've had my hair this color red before," she said. "I liked it, but it's a pain to manage."

"Do you have pictures of that?" he asked.

"I do," she said. "Don't tell Jack. I'm not supposed to have anything from my past, but I couldn't get rid of everything."

She'd transferred some pictures from her phone to her computer before her digital history was allcut offand most things deleted.

"I'd never say a word," he said. "Can we be all done talking now?"

"We can," she said. "Once you get undressed."

He stood up and pulled his shirt over his head, his short hair standing up some. Then he dropped his jeans and underwear and kicked everything out of the way.

He grabbed her and lifted herup,then set her on his couch. Nope, picked her up and brought her to his recliner. His favorite chair he always sat in when they weren't together.

A blanket was tossed on it and then he sat and pulled her on his lap, her knees spread on the outside of his hips.

She started to laugh.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"You put a blanket down so you didn't get a cold butt or so you didn't stick to it?"

"Both," he said. "No more talking."

She leaned forward and put her mouth to his, their tongues meeting quickly and going to war.

She was worked up more than she thought she'd be. Maybe it was thinking of what she was going to show him for the past hour.

It couldn't be the fact they were doing this in his chair in front of a roaring firing because it wasn't something she would have planned.

His hands went to her waist, under the strings keeping the thong on her.

She thought he was going to just shift it out of the way and she'd sink right down on top of him.

Nope, he yanked quickly and the thong just fell apart and he pulled the few pieces of material away from her body.

She'd never had anyone tear clothes off of her before.

If someone asked her how she'd feel about it, she wasn't sure she could answer.

She might think it'd be silly or funny but didn't think she'd be this turned on.

It had to be Jarrett only that did this to her.

She lifted and lined him up with her wet heat and sankdownfast. She wasn't sure she could go another minute without feeling him inside of her.

He bucked up into her, the two of them meeting, retreating, liftingandfalling.

His hands were still around her waist and he was guiding her at the speed he wanted. She was glad that it matched what she wanted too.

When his chair started to squeak, she worried they were going to break it, but the orgasm hit her so fast that she sat down and held still while she pulsed around his cock. She felt him coming at the same time and hadn't realized it.

Normally she was more in tune with his body and hers together, but this time she selfishly only paid attention to what she was feeling.

When her body was relaxed and not twitching and pulsing, Jarrett hugged her and ran his hand up and down her back.

"Now this is what I call a great Valentine's Day," she said.

"The best I've ever had," he said. "Sorry about the underwear. I'll get you another pair."

"You don't have to," she said. "They aren't very comfortable. Unless ofcourseyou want to buy them to just rip them off of me again?"

He laughed. "That had been the plan."