Jonathan delayed his journey into the office the next day, so he could see Jennifer. He prepared her some breakfast and took the tray to the house. Knocking on the door, he got no response, so opened it to find an empty bed.

"Jennifer," he called putting the tray down.

"In here," came the response from the bathroom. "Can you give me a hand."

Jonathan opened the door to find Jennifer lying in the bath covered in bubbles, plastered leg propped up over the side.

"Oh, sorry," he said averting his eyes, desperately wanting to take a good look.

"I am half decent," Jennifer responded, "I think the bubbles cover most of me. I can’t move very well to do my back, I wondered if you could help." Jennifer was perfectly capable of managing, but had been dreaming all night about Jonathan and she wanted to feel his warm hands caressing her skin, the way his lips had been over the last couple of days. He’d been the perfect gentleman but she just wanted to feel his touch.

Jonathan cleared his throat and knelt down beside her. Rolling up his sleeve he took the cloth from her and gently rubbed up and down her back. It was exquisite. This would keep him going through his meetings. He leaned around to kiss her.

"Good morning."

"Hi," she responded dreamily.

His touch was more satisfying than she could have imagined. She thought this would be enough to keep her going, but his caress was soft and soothing and she wanted more, she wanted all of him. When Jonathans hand was soaping her shoulders, her hands reached up and held it. Looking deeply into his eyes, she pulled it around to her front and across the upper part of her chest.

"I have other areas that I need a hand with too."

Jonathan couldn’t believe his ears. He intended to take his seduction of her slowly, and here she was asking him to touch her.

"Are you sure?"

"I’ve never been more certain of anything in my whole life. I want you to make love to me Jonathan." Still holding his hand she pulled it into the water and to her breasts, where she released it. Watching her face Jonathan worked the cloth over her two tender breasts. Jennifer leaned back against the bathtub and threw her head back giving Jonathan better access.

"Mmmm," she groaned to his touch.

Eyes still closed she felt his breath on her lips before they were engulfed in his, his tongue demanding and probing. She felt the cloth move from her breasts only to be replaced by his searching hand. Suddenly, there was nothing, no touch and no lips. Jennifer opened her eyes in shock. Had she gone too far, what would he think of her being so forward? She needn’t have worried. Jonathan was hurriedly trying to take off his shirt. His fingers fumbled desperately at the buttons, eventually just pulling the fronts apart, buttons flying everywhere.

Relieved of his shirt Jonathan leaned over the bathtub and took her lips again.

"I think this would be easier if you were out of there." He said breathlessly.

Reaching around her back and under her good leg, Jonathan aided her to a standing position before helping her out of the bath. He drew a towel around her and pulled her close, enjoying another passionate kiss. Jennifer could feel his arousal through the barriers and longed to be satisfied.

Jonathan pulled the towel away from her shoulders and used it to wipe away the suds that clung to Jennifers body. He took his time, letting his fingers mould to the curves that covered her beautiful frame. He’d had a number of fitful night’s sleep dreaming of this moment and he still couldn’t believe it was happening. Jennifer enjoyed the caress of his hands and fingers. She longed for him to take her but she also wanted it to last and for the pleasure to go on and on. The path that Jonathan was taking was doing just that. She’d never felt like this in another mans arms, so needed and so needy, and she knew she never would. At that moment it struck her, he was the one, the one she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

Jonathans hands came back up her body and cupped her face pulling it towards him. He pressed light kisses all over her face before ending on her lips once again. Jennifers hands went to his trousers releasing his belt and zip. Jonathan kicked off his shoes and followed them with his trousers. He kept his boxers on hoping the restriction would allow him to pleasure Jennifer before he found his own release.

His lips left hers and worked their way towards her breasts. He moved his head back to admire them and watched Jennifer as his fingers caressed her outstretched nipples. Jennifer eyes were closed as moans and groans escaped her lips. Jonathan heard Jennifers breathing get deeper as he took one of her nipples in his mouth, his fingers not leaving the other. He feasted on them, but they were not enough, he wanted more. Easing Jennifer back against the vanity, to relieve the pressure on her outstretched leg, he moved his lips down her torso.

"Oh Jonathan, please," Jennifer screamed as he kissed and sucked the inside of her thighs. The build up of pressure was intense, and Jennifer wanted, needed to be released. Jonathan moved his tongue upwards, until it lightly tickled her pleasure button. A number of well timed flicks were enough. Jonathan felt Jennifers body shudder with excitement and she yelled out in ecstasy.

"Ohhhh," she groaned and her head fell back one final time. She couldn’t believe how good he was ‘down there’.

Jonathans erection was straining to the limit. If he wasn’t careful, one touch and he’d be over before having made love to Jennifer. He quickly removed his boxers, gauging the situation. This wasn’t going to be easy with Jennifers leg. He pivoted her around and admired her pert bottom. Moving her good leg to the side, he prepared to enter her. Jonathan took a few moments to compose himself. He wanted to remember this moment forever, the moment he would finally feel Jennifer around him. He smoothed his hands down Jennifers back leaving goosebumps in their wake. Jennifer gasped in anticipation; she was ready to let him fill her.

Taking hold of his penis, he gently inserted it into Jennifers warmth. This time it was Jonathans turn to groan. He eased it in, the lubrication from her previous climax aiding its journey. When he could fill her no more, he covered her back with his chest and placed light kisses on the back of her neck.

Jennifer put to use her pelvic floor exercises and used her internal muscles to massage Jonathan. Jonathan had never felt anything like it and thought he was going to explode.

"Oh god," Jennifer heard smothered into her neck. She smiled knowing he was enjoying her attentions. Jonathan stood up and began to move slowly in and out, but he couldn’t last long at this slow pace and was soon thrusting vigorously. Jennifer felt her heat building once again to another climax and she cried out as Jonathan took her over. Jonathan was ready to satisfy himself, and with one final thrust released all that he had been holding.

They were both gasping for air when Jonathan moved back and released Jennifer from his grasp. He swiftly picked her up in his arms and carried her through to the bedroom. Placing her on the bed, he joined her and pulled her body to his looking intently at her.

"Thank you," he said placing a kiss on her lips. "That was unbelievable. I love you Jennifer."

Jennifer eyes filled up. "You do."

"From the moment I laid eyes on you."

Jennifer tried to laugh to stop herself from breaking down. "I guess now would be a good time to tell you I love you too Jonathan Hart."

Jonathan heart filled with joy upon hearing those three magic words. He was tempted to propose there and then, but he wanted it to be special and memorable, not that the last hour hadn’t been anything but that.

They pulled each other into an embrace and locked lips.

"I have to make a quick call," said Jonathan rolling over to the phone.

"Deanne, it’s Jonathan. Cancel all my appointments today please, something important has come up and I can’t make it in," he said grinning in Jennifers direction. "I’ll let you know about tomorrow." He put the phone down.

"And the next day and the one after that," he said moving back into Jennifers waiting arms. "I phoned the office yesterday to let her know I was back."

"You can’t not go in."

"Why not, I’m the boss."

"I don’t want to cause you any trouble."

"I would much rather spend the day here with you than with my directors," he said nuzzling into her neck. She knew once Jonathan had made up his mind, that was it, there was no talking him out of it. She didn’t want to any way.

A knocking at the door of the house woke the pair from their light sleep.

"Miss Edwards, are you okay, do you need anything?" came the gravely voice through the door.

"Everything’s just perfect Max," shouted back Jonathan. Jennifer poked him and gave him an admonishing look.

"Mr H," said Max "I thought you’d gone to the office."

Jonathan looked across at Jennifer.

"Something came up."

"Oh, OH" was the response, followed by a chuckle. "Let me know if you want anything."

"Thanks Max, but I think we’ll manage just fine."

Jennifer pushed her head into Jonathans shoulder and groaned.

"Well that’s Maxs opinion of me gone through the floor."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I’ve managed one night under your roof and already you’ve made it into my bed."

"Does that bother you," he said moving her head back to look at her.

"That we made love, no of course not. But I want you to know, I don’t make a habit of jumping into bed with every man I meet."

"I never for one moment thought that you did. We’re here because we want to be. It doesn’t matter what Max or anyone else thinks. This is no ones business but ours. This isn’t a one-night stand, and I intend being the only one making love to you for many years to come."

Jonathan stroked her face whilst making this last statement, finishing it with a tender kiss.

They spent most of the day in bed, talking, sleeping and making love.

"I’ll be glad when you get rid of this," said Jonathan tapping the plaster cast. "I suppose it makes our lovemaking positions inventive though."

"Oh, I know what you mean. It’s restrictive for me too," she said rubbing his leg. "You look like you’ve got some friction burns."

"It’s been worth it," he responded grinning. "Are you hungry?"

"Starving."

"I’ll get Max to make us some dinner."

"Maybe we should get up for dinner."

"On one condition."

"What?"

"That you let me stay with you tonight."

Jennifer nestled closer. "I wouldn’t want it any other way."

"Hi Mr H, Miss Edwards," said Max as they entered the kitchen. He was busy at the hob preparing dinner. "It won’t be long."

"Thanks Max. It smells good."

Jonathan pulled out a chair and made Jennifer comfortable.

"How are you feeling Miss Edwards?"

"Fine thanks," she said sheepishly. She was still embarrassed about Max catching them that morning.

"I’ll just go and get some wine. Are you joining us Max."

"Nah, thanks, I have plans."

"Cards, horses or ladies?"

"Mr H!" Max tried to sound shocked. Unsuccessfully.

"Come on it’s got to be one of them."

"Okay, okay. I just might have a few hands of poker organised."

Jennifer sat listening to their easy banter. They obviously had a unique relationship.

"Can I leave you to dish up Mr H."

"Sure. Try not to loose too much money Max," said Jonathan slapping Max on the shoulder.

"Night all," said Max leaving.

Jonathan served up dinner for the pair of them, along with a bottle of wine.

"You and Max obviously have a great relationship."

"He’s been like a father to me. I don’t know where I’d be today without him," said Jonathan sincerely. "He’s got me out of a few scrapes before now."

"He’s done a good job."

"I wasn’t that bad," Jonathan laughed. "I just needed a little guidance."

"Well you turned out all right Mr Hart."

"Why, thank you for the compliment Miss Edwards. I really should go in to the office tomorrow you know and sort some things out. I would rather stay at home with you though."

"I think I’ll need some time to recover after today. I am supposed to be recuperating after all," said Jennifer reaching to run her fingers through Jonathans hair.

"Oh, and I thought we were just getting started."

Jennifer laughed. "You’re incorrigible."

Jonathan took Jennifers finger from his hair and kissed them. "I’ve never felt this way about anyone before."

Jennifer looked deeply into his crystal blue eyes. "The feeling’s mutual."

Jonathan cleared away. He helped Jennifer up, then swept her into his arms. "I’d like to show you the rest of the house, starting with my bedroom."

Jennifer held on tight to his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. He was everything she’d ever wanted.

Jonathan looked over at the sleeping form that he wanted to become his wife. He wanted to be able to go to bed with her every night in his arms and wake up every morning in exactly the same position. He’d come up with a plan on how to propose, and intended to do it tonight.

Leaving her to sleep Jonathan showered and got ready for work.

"I have to go now sweetheart," he said waking her with a kiss. "Max will take you to pick up some more clothes later and I’d like to take you out for a special dinner tonight if you’re available."

"I’ll check my social diary, but I think I might be able to squeeze you in."

"Let Max know if you need anything, and I’ll call you later."

"There’s no need to call you know, I’ll be fine."

"Perhaps I just want to hear your voice."

"Ahh." Jennifer reached up to pull Jonathan into a passionate kiss.

"That should keep you going until later," she said releasing him.

"Oh, you’re a hard woman to leave."

"You know you’re really good for Mr H. I’ve never seen him so happy and content." Max was driving Jennifer to her apartment to collect some more clothes for her stay.

"That’s kind of you Max. He makes me very happy too. You obviously care a great deal about him."

"Yeah, we’ve been through a lot together and I only want the best for him."

Max glanced over at Jennifer sat beside him. He could see what Jonathan found so appealing, she wasn’t just gorgeous she was vibrant, witty and intelligent. He’d met the other women Jonathan had been out with, but none of them measured up to this one, or were anywhere near. Seeing them together and the way they looked at each other he could tell the feelings were mutual. He really did only want the best for Jonathan and knew it couldn’t get any better than Jennifer.

"I think you are the best for him."

Jennifer looked up at Max.

"Thank you," was all she could manage. Max’s words had choked her. Seeing the relationship the two had, she knew the sincerity with which those words had been spoken.

"I’m home," said Jonathan sweeping into the living room, briefcase in hand. Expecting to find Jennifer sat on the sofa, he was met by silence. He walked through the swing door to the kitchen just in time to hear Jennifer call ‘Gin’. He stood in the doorway listening to the laughter filling the room and watching his two favourite people sat drinking coffee and playing cards. Could life get any better? Only if Jennifer agreed to join her life with his. The ring he’d bought earlier in the day was burning a hole in his pocket.

He walked over and greeted Jennifer with a kiss.

"Hi. I hope he’s not taking you for a ride."

"Mr H. You’re going to give Miss Edwards a bad impression of me."

Jennifer laughed.

"Actually, he owes me."

Jonathan raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, not just a pretty face. I see I’m going to have to watch out for you. How much is he in to you for?"

"Only a few thousand. Fancy subbing me Mr H?"

"I think I’d better watch her at work!"

Jonathan pulled up a chair next to Jennifer and put his arms around her waist, pulling her back into his chest. He rested his chin on her shoulder and watched as they continued to play. Max watched the pair of them; he was looking forward to Jennifer joining their ‘gang’. He had no doubt what her answer would be when Jonathan proposed.

"You look stunning darling."

Jennifer was dressed in black, offset on the neck with a single strand of pearls. The dress clung to her upper torso outlining her curves, but was full in the skirt, covering most of the plaster on her leg.

"That’s the first time you’ve called me that."

"What? Darling? Do you mind?"

"No. I like it. I like it a lot."

"I’ll have to call it you more often," he said winking at her and smiling. It was a sight Jennifer never grew tired of. "Ready to go."

The couple enjoyed an intimate dinner and drinks before heading home.

"I just have to swing by the office and pick something up, do you mind?"

"No. I’d like to see where you work."

Jonathan pulled up about a block away.

"I know it’s awkward for you, but do you mind if we walk the last bit. I’d like to get some fresh air."

Jennifer thought it was a bit of a strange request, but nonetheless, agreed. They were chatting happily on the short walk, but Jonathan stopped suddenly as they rounded a corner.

"What is it?"

Jonathan just looked at Jennifer and nodded in the direction they were heading.

"This is it, this is my building."

Jennifer looked up, her eyes opening wide. She looked back at Jonathan to see him grinning at her before looking back at the building ahead. There, illuminating the side of the dark building were a number of office lights left on in strategic positions. Reading downwards were the words

"I don’t know what to say," her eyes now brimming with tears.

Jonathan stepped in front of her and looked directly into her watery eyes.

"There’s normally one of two answers to that question up there," he said looking back in the direction of the building. I’m sure you realise the one I want to hear. I know we haven’t known each other that long, but since we’ve met, I can’t now imagine my life without you in it. I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you. Please, say you’ll join your life with mine and let me make you my wife Jennifer."

Jennifer tried to take in what she was hearing. She wasn’t one to make rash decisions and to an outsider that’s exactly what this would be, but she didn’t care. She was about to make probably the biggest decision of her life and not for one nanosecond did the thought cross her mind that the answer would be anything but yes.

She released her hands from the handles of her crutches and took Jonathans hands in her own.

The anticipation was killing Jonathan. She still hadn’t answered the question.

Jennifers tears had now spilled on to her cheeks.

"Jonathan."

Jonathan could feel his heart pounding inside his ribcage.

"Being with you has made be happier than I could ever have believed possible. The answer’s yes, I would be honoured to become your wife."

Yes, she said yes. Jonathan wanted to shout for joy from the rooftops, but contented himself with pulling Jennifer close and taking in her warmth.

"Thank you." was all he could manage before tears spilled on to his cheeks too.

"For a couple supposed to be happy, we don’t look the best," said Jennifer laughing through her tears.

Jonathan joined her laughter before kissing away her tears and eventually ending up on her lips. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring. He placed it on the third finger of her left hand and drew it up to his mouth to kiss it.

"Perfect." he said smiling at her.

"Perfect."

"You know, I never expected to have quite the adventures we’ve had over the last twelve months, darling."

"Yes, it hasn’t exactly been a quiet time has it."

But that’s another story.........