Undercover Love (closed)

She relaxed a little more.

This is nice... That would be nice wouldn't it.
 
"Yes it would, Carefree and just watching the days go by.. " He shifts his weight and pulls her even closer... Then he slowly begins to lightly tickle her ribcage! then he rolls over to where he is on top of her... Looking down into her eyes... "I want to make love you..." His breathing his labored...
 
Her eyes betrayed a little fear but she nodded to him biting her lip. She did not want to be this fearful.
 
He smiles at her and nods.. "I seem to keep coming to the same spot for I do really want you.. I hope you can forgive my perverted Male side but I want you to know that I want you.. I mean would you be disappointed if I didn't show sexual interest in you?" He pushes himself up off of her.. and sits aback beside her. Reaches over and takes her hand... "Men! cant kill them and sure as hell cant keep their hand off of anything!" He said in his best female voice...
 
I want us to be together... I... It was a few years that I was trapped with him. Uncle Jazz thought months and I wasn't able to tell him it was...4years.

She sat up biting on her lip and scratching her wrist till the leather cuff bracelet fell off her wrist and the scar became visible.
 
Swift looked listened to her with a small regret for taking her down this memory lane. He knew it was tearing her up and she was trying to keep this calm manner about her just for him. He didn't know what to say or do for the issue has surfaced and he was lost for words, or words he has already said to her.

Then when he saw the scar that was the breaking point. "I'm sorry.. Maybe you need more time. Time to let these memories out so you can heal.. Keeping them bottle up has done more harm to you then speaking about these things with someone you love... and they love you..

He resumed the cuddling of her and now wished they did have a campfire for they seemed to always relax people... "Let me go get some wood and lets have a little fire to help us relax..." He got up and headed toward the small dock area hoping to find some wood or lumber..
 
She grabbed his hand and tried to pull him back to her to kiss him. She needed to feel that her memories were not costing her more than she could lose. She wanted them to be together which was saying a lot after what she had been through.
 
He clasped his hand around hers and when she pulled him toward her he took the offering and kissed her back lovingly.. Wrapping his arms around her ensuring her that he was here for her for the fear was in her eyes... "It's Okay Jessie... I may slip up and say stupid things but I cant and wont leave you... I have a strong feeling for you... Hell I can almost say a love for you..
 
I... I never thought after all that with him that I would even want to ever be with anyone but... I do.

She stared into his eyes love was a hard word to hear but she tried to smile.

I... I think I have fallen for you too.
 
He kisses the top of her head... her hesitancy to say the words didn't bother him, for he know how he felt and in time if he moved right and kept his promise to always be at her side no matter what, she may get to where she could say them.

He had wishes to ease or even get rid of her bad memories, but that was going to take time and a lot of patience on his side. "So, Tell my about your most favorite spot when you was growing up.." He decided to take a different route in getting to know her by making her remember the good times she had in life..
 
Catfish...

An older lady who watched mom uncle Jazz and their brother. Most old women old cat ladies... She was the old catfish lady. She fed them right off the houseboat her husband built a lifetime or more before and they were just like pets... You could hold your hand over the shallow water and hey would surface enough to brush against your hand.

She laughed a little.

She would catch a few to thin down the herd to keep them healthy and she would fry catfish but it's like they knew she loved them so they didn't fear helping her.
 
Swift listened to the story that she shared with him. His own memories took him to his grandmothers horse farm where he learned to ride and handle horses. To this day he still goes over and help with the farm...He smiled that is something he could do to get her mind off all of this for awhile. He would wait till this deal with the weapons is done then take her to the farm...

"My favorite place is My grandmothers farm. I learned how to ride and handle the horses. Among other things that is always associated with farming. How would you like to meet my grandparents. I think you would enjoy yourself there.. They also have a nice stream and pond that we may find some catfish!" He added but he didn't know what kind of fish was in the pond but he imagined there might be some of the common fish in it.
 
She smiled.

That sounds wonderful Swift...

She leaned up to kiss him softly.
 
Swift slid his arms around her a little tighter while she turned and kissed him. He kissed her back with a little more of affection. His hands slowly begins to caress her the small of her back.

He slowly turns and takes her to the sand and rolls on top of her. His eyes looking down at her for a brief moment before lowering his head and kissing her deeply...

He took his hands found hers and put them up above her head. him holding them with one hand while the other supports his weight while on top of her.

Breaking the kiss .... "Want to stay out here or would you want to head to my place.."
 
Let's go...

Her hands trapped scared her deep down and for them to go meant she would no longer be trapped like that.
 
He closed his eyes once more with the brief moment that came over her face and the quick response for them to go. He helped her up and headed back to the car. His mind was beginning to wonder once more if he should just slow down for the more intimate he gets with her the memories are always going to be hitting her... Yeah slowy it down your just her protector.. He should her where to go to get to his place but fell silent on the way there.
 
I hate him... I hate what those four years have done to my mind... I want us to be together... But...

She fell silent for a while.

Maybe... We could find a way to get past them.
 
"Well, I might piss off Thot and the rest of them but tomorrow we go to my grandmothers farm... this is how we are going to get past this. Tonight I think we will just watch movies till we fall asleep and then off we will go..." He finally spoke up. He gave his word to that they would work this out and he plans to do that but it was going to be a hard road to go down...

"So how does that sound to you.."
 
Take care of the deal... Okay... That needs to happen okay.

She looked to Jim and smiled.

We can go after the deal.
 
Swift nodded only to realize that after the deal there wouldn't be anything between them for once again she will feel betrayed. He seemed to withdraw as he had a very long night ahead of him.. Should he tell her or should he just make the bust and then see where they stood... That was a choice he will be pondering over all night long.

Its the small house over here on the right.. The white sandstone..
 
Pulling into the driveway she smiled.

Nice I like it.
 
He smiles and shakes his head slightly at her. "I bet this touches nothing that you stay in.." he walks up to the door and unlocks it.. His mind is doing the quick tour of his home to make sure that all indications of him being a cop was gone... Satisfied with his quick tour he led her inside.

It didn't look like a man was living here, It was well cleaned and smelled of roses. He moved over to the frig "want a cold one? make yourself at home."
 
You are an enigma... Never seen a biker who's home smelled like roses instead of half dead pizza and booze...

She glanced over and nodded...

Yeah sounds good.

Curling up on the couch she glanced around.

The only time I have ever stayed in overly fancy places was the four year tour in hell aka Fresno.
 
"Well, its the housekeeper the home care center sends over she don't speak a word of English and well she don't understand when I tell her Musk! so what is one to do.." He shook his head walking over and handing the beer to Jessie.

"Now I bet Jazzman's place is a kwel pad!" He mentions when sitting beside her and popping his beer open.. "Well, I do need to call Berk to see if the damage control worked or not.." He just sighted.. "Good help is hard to find.."
 
Call him and Uncle Jazz about damage control he was dealing with Psychward till we saw him leave.

Yeah a great place... Grandpa's drafty old cabin that Jazz will never modernize completely
 
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