This song is perfect for us. It tells her everything I’ve been trying to say but could never articulate. I tend to turn into an immature idiot when she’s around me. Even though we’ve known each other for so long, she has always affected me this way. I didn’t realize how much I wanted her until I didn’t have her.

Her body sways with mine as we bask in the stillness of the moment. The only sound is the music and her body. Nothing can take us away from this moment. This is our time.

As the song ends, she squeezes her arms around me tighter. Her breasts press even more into me. Fuck, she makes me hard. Softly, she asks me what the song was.

“Wanted by Hunter Hayes.”

We are still locked and not letting each other go yet. I want her to know that she will always be wanted by me. Forever. That’s what I want for us.

“It’s beautiful. I love it. It’s us, Jack.” She kisses my shoulder before looking up at me.

My eyes stare into hers and I finally understand the whole ‘home’ thing. I’ve heard Ben talk about it, but I never got it. Well, Christ, looking back into her eyes I finally understand. She’s all I needed, all I wanted. She’s home. My home.

“Jenny, from this day on, you are all I need. I want us to build a life together. Be each other’s home.” I kiss the tip of her nose, trying to stop myself from tearing up. “Every day you need to know how much I want you, in every part of my life, my mind, body, and soul. You are my always.”

You would think I’d be a nervous wreck and fucking this all up, but for some reason, I actually get it right. The words and the girl. My girl.

Her face is wet with tears that flow freely but there’s a smile under them. “Fuck, Jack, that was beautiful. For once, I can’t argue with you about that.”

We both fill up the little space between us with laughter. She’s such a sassy smartass. Smacking her on it, I tell her what I need to say. “I fucking love you so much.”

“Always, Jack?” She looks like she’s second-guessing my affirmation. I can’t say that I blame her. I’ve given her a lot of doubtful moments. From now on she will never have any.

I move her off my chest and the emptiness hits me. I hate it. Jenny needs to see and hear me. “Always, baby.”

As if right on cue, her stomach grumbles kick in again. “Donuts, Jack. I want donuts.” She kisses me chastely before spinning me around toward the bedroom door.

“All right, all right. My lady wants her treat and she deserves it.” I grab my sweats from the chair and throw them on. I love how she watches me. It’s like she wants to devour me, but there’s also this lovability about it, too. It’s the best of both worlds.

“One more thing before I go. Tell me something sweet and something sinful.” She looks at me quizzically, but I can see her mind working. She grins as her eyes widen. She likes this little game.

“I like this, baby.”

“I knew you would, baby. I know you.” She moves across the bed and gets up on her knees. Damn, she’s still naked and I really want to throw her back down and have my way with her.

Her arms wrap around me before she speaks. I love how happy she looks. “My sweet for you- I love how you always have to touch me, even if it’s just a brush against me as you walk by.” She gives my ass a pat with her hand.

“And my sinful?” She slaps it now and I notice her look has changed from playful to lustful.

“Bring back extra donuts for me. I want to eat them off your cock.”

Now I’m rock hard. “Fuck, you are dirty, baby.” I can see that she’s ready to play so I better get back fast.

“Don’t make me wait long, baby.” My feet move fast to the door as I grab my keys off the table. Just as I open the door, she calls out, “Don’t forget the hot chocolate, too.”

Damn, she’s a pain in the ass but I love it. I’m throbbing, thinking about what she’s going to do with the donuts.

She kills me.

* * *

She has only been home a short time but so much has happened between us. I’m thankful and grateful for every moment I have with her. I want to shout it out to the world that she’s mine, but she’s not ready yet.

I get that she wants to help Ben and Sam, but when is it our time? It’s selfish but when you love someone this much you want to share it. She said we would tell them about us this weekend after the rugby game.

I can’t remember the last time I was this excited. She has become my world and to not have her in it all the time pisses me off. That’s when it finally hits me. I want her all the time. Need her all the time, too. She’s always going to be mine. Fuck me. I think I want to marry her.

I immediately bend over clutching my stomach. The worst tightness and nausea comes over me. I rush over to the sink and let it all come up. “Shit, this can’t be good.” I’m thinking marriage and I throw up? Who does that? Only Jenny would get me all in knots like this.

She drives me crazy but there’s no one else that gets me like she does. It’s a good crazy. Her kind of crazy. I wash off my face and take a few deep breaths to calm myself down.

Closing my eyes, I recall Ben having this problem with Sam. He was a ball of nerves because she made him feel whole and loved. That has to be what this is. My phone rings and Jenny’s face lights up the screen. I laugh at the picture she sent me. She’s attempting to make a silly face but it ends up looking cute.

Swiping the screen, I hear her sighing. “Hi, baby, you ok?”

“Hi. I’m not feeling that great. My stomach is off.”

“Mine, too. Can I do anything for you?” My mind starts to wonder if I was overreacting. We both probably have a stomach bug. I mean with what we’ve been doing to each other’s bodies, nothing is safe. The dirty thoughts that come into my mind are a constant with her.

I realize she’s still talking and I haven’t been paying attention. I catch the last part. She’s still coming to the game and we will talk after with Ben and Sam about us. I’m relieved that we are finally telling them. I have to admit a part of me was scared. I feared that she didn’t believe in us.

I chastise myself for having such skeptical thoughts, but I don’t have to worry anymore. Tonight is the night. I can’t wait for everyone to know that she’s mine. I love her more than anything on this earth, more than myself. We will always be together.