"You know what Kristen," Eric began glaring at her, "why don't you go back to your house or something?"
"You don't want your parents to get back together anymore, do you?" she asked again looking at him. "Why the sudden change of heart? Did your mom make you feel guilty for wanting her to be with your daddy?"
"Just shut up Kristen." Eric yelled at her. "I don't want to hear another word out of you."
"Hey, what's going on out here?" Roman asked approaching the two of them.
"Nothing." Eric muttered forcing a smile while he glared at Kristen.
"Look who I found on my way back from the men's room." Roman smiled as Eric noticed Jenny next to him.
"I was on my break when your dad saw me." Jenny explained noticing that Eric looked stressed out. "Actually, the break's just about over for me. Why don't you walk me back to the office Eric?"
"I don't know..." Eric began turning to face his father. "Mom is supposed to be arriving here soon."
"Son, what's wrong with you?" Roman asked giving his son a nudge. "You don't ever turn a beautiful lady down when she asks you to do something."
"Alright." Eric agreed taking Jenny's arm. "Let's go."
"Aren't they cute?" Roman asked Kristen as he watched Eric walk away with Jenny. "I'm so happy to see my son falling in love. It's good for him and Jenny seems to be a sweet girl. In fact, she reminds me of Doc when she was younger."
"Speaking of Marlena," Kristen began realizing that they had been waiting for her to arrive for over a half an hour, "Shouldn't you call her cell phone and see what's taking her so long?"
"Come to think of it," Roman began scratching his head, "she is taking quite a while."
John and Marlena frantically kissed each other in between pulling off clothing as they rolled around on the living room floor. With each movement the anticipation between them built up as each one realized that they desperately needed to make love to each other.
"Oh Doc," John whispered when he had finally managed to destroy the clothing barrier between them, "I love you."
"I love you too." she replied urgently as she heard a soft ringing noise. "What is that?"
"Who cares?" John mumbled in between placing kisses down her neck.
"I think it's my phone." Marlena insisted growing still.
"Let the machine pick it up then." John urged continuing to worship her body.
"John," she moaned about to get lost in him as the phone rang again, "it's my cell phone I have to answer it."
"No, you don't." he explained stopping and looking into her eyes.
"Yes, I do." she said seriously rolling out from underneath him as she reached for her purse.
"Damn it." John muttered in frustration sitting up and watching her answer the phone.
"Hello," Marlena answered breathlessly.
"Doc are you okay?" Roman asked on the other end of the line.
"Of course I am." she replied instantly sitting up straighter on the floor. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, first of all you're out of breath and second, I called you about a half an hour ago to come pick me up." he explained to her.
"Oh well, John and I got a little tied up..." she began looking at John as she tried to think up some kind of explaination.
"Yeah, I guess that mom has that effect on people." Roman finished for her. "I can only imagine what she kept you talking about this time. She just doesn't know when to quit when she gets going."
"Well, she means well." Marlena added quietly thankful that she didn't have to think up a story to tell Roman.
"So are you going to be here soon?" Roman asked insistently.
"We're on the way." Marlena muttered watching John lay back down on the floor frustrated. "We'll be there shortly."
"Great. I'll be waiting for you." Roman said excitedly. "I love you Doc and I can't wait to see you again."
"See you soon." she said hanging up the phone and moving towards John.
"Nothing like Roman to kill the mood." John muttered looking over at her.
"I'm sorry John." she said taking his hand and kissing it. "I guess that we got so carried away that we forgot about Roman."
"I wish we could forget about him forever." John thought out loud.
"Please don't say that." Marlena pleaded with him. "We shouldn't make this any harder than this already is."
"Doc you know how I feel about this." John explained to her.
"John we can talk about this later." Marlena insisted picking her clothes up off of the floor. "I'm going to go get dressed so that we can go pick up Roman."
"Doc," John whispered as she walked into the bathroom, "I know that you want me to let this go, but I'm not leaving you alone again...not now, not ever."
