What a wonderful proposal! And Myles was just making me laugh with his thoughts!

Now what about the other 3?

“Do you have any idea what I want to do right now?” His hand slid along her neck, his fingers clasping her nape, dragging her kiss-swollen mouth closer to his again. His eyes were alight with a fire she hadn’t seen before and it both thrilled and frightened her. His movements were slow, deliberate, filled with purpose as he held nothing back from her for the first time.

The intensity of his emotions nearly overwhelmed her. It was there in the depth of his drugging kisses, in the territorial way his hands claimed her curves, in the relentless pursuit that led them not to her home, but to his.

He needed to touch her – to taste her – to feel the satiny softness of her bare skin as his body glided over hers. He wanted to swallow her gasps of pleasure, feel her body tighten beneath his…He told her this, slowly, deliberately, one husky word at a time as he walked her backwards towards his bedroom.

She followed where he led, his words casting a spell, heightening her awareness. He wove a web of intimacy with those words, shocking whispers of promise; outrageous challenges mingled with laughter as pure joy shone from his eyes. And while he talked his hands carried out their own conversation, skimming possessively over her body.

She was helpless to resist his seduction – beginning to wonder if she even wanted to as she rode out her own waves of emotions. Her keen sense of possessiveness surprised her. It rose to the surface as she exulted over the fact that he belonged to her now. She only had to look into his eyes to see the undying commitment, the unshakeable faith, the immeasurable love. It made her feel powerful, and her confidence grew.
Her hands began their own roaming journey as she reveled in becoming familiar with the very different angled planes and lines of his superb male body. She found she delighted in the contrast.

Her back suddenly made contact with something solid and she found herself hemmed in between the bedroom door and Jack’s continued assault on her senses. Finished with talking, he claimed her lips once again in a kiss that robbed her of both breath and equilibrium, barely allowing her time to fill her lungs before continuing to put his words into action.

Something had begun to unravel the second he put that ring on her finger. The civilized part of him that understood about propriety and manners and gentlemanly behaviour. He was stripped raw, down to the elemental man filled with the need to claim what was rightfully his. And Sue belonged to him now. She had said yes!

He wasn’t sure what drove him crazy most. Her unique scent definitely aroused him. He inhaled the sweet aroma of her neck, growling with a hunger that was fast spiraling out of control. He was like a predator on the prowl – hunting out his prey with careful, deliberate precision. He nipped her shoulder and dragged his teeth along her collarbone, soothing her subsequent shivers with heated strokes of his hands.

His mouth traveled up her neck, nibbled at her chin before settling over her lips once more. She eagerly opened to him, her warm, hot kisses growing more confident, delighting him with her daring and sending his body temperature soaring. Her mouth sweetly urged and he willingly gave what she asked for…and more.

He couldn’t discount how her delicate touch made him feel – the gentle strokes and impatient kneading as her fingers glided across his chest, over his shoulders, down his back, dipping lower sending him into a frenzy of yearning.

She moaned into his mouth and he answered in kind, reaching past her to turn the doorknob. He caught Sue against him as he eased the door open, propelling her over the threshold and into the softly lit room. He held her facing him, wouldn’t let her turn around to face the room…to face the bed and his eyes challenged as he pulled away to watch her reaction.

“I love you,” he told her, “and all this has been about me loving you the only way I know how.” He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand, his rough knuckles trailing a cool path over her heated cheeks. “I want our lives intertwined. I want to wake up with you in my arms every morning, go to bed each night, exhausted from making love to you. I don’t want to make a single decision that doesn’t include you. I surrender, Sue and for the life of me I don’t know why I resisted for so long.” He kissed her again with a measured dose of love and passion. When she clung limply to him he raised his head and smiled knowingly. At any other time Sue would have called it a smirk but now it merely made her swoon.

He swiveled her in his arms, pulling her back hard against his chest as he circled her in a close embrace. Using her face as a point of reference he made the V handshape, moving it forward towards the bed. Look.

She wasn’t sure what she had expected – rose petals strewn across the pillowcases? The bed turned down to reveal satin sheets? Champagne chilling on the bedside table? Something corny and romantic and a clear indication of where he wanted the night to lead. Instead she found that his bed was cluttered with suitcases and shopping bags in colourful chaotic disarray.

“Jack?”

He took her by the hand and sat down on the bed, pulling her into his lap. Tilting her chin with his hand, he kissed her once, twice, three times because he just couldn’t resist and then explained.

“New suitcases. New clothes. Everything we need for a honeymoon. It’s an early Christmas present from me. You’ll be happy to know, as I can assure you I am, that we will be leaving your granny jammies behind forever. I had a lot of fun buying your night attire.” He rummaged through a pink shopping bag and snagged a froth of ribbon and lace on the crook of his finger. He dangled it in the air enticingly. “I think I have good taste,” he told her, watching her cheeks grow as rosy as the bag.

“When did you have time to do all this? And what honeymoon?”

Jack pouted. “Well, you did leave me alone all day. I had to find something to do to amuse myself until you could come and amuse me.” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“It wasn’t the whole day, Jack and I thought you spent most of it trying to find out what Myles and I were doing.”

“That’s why you should be grateful that I’m a preferred customer at the Christmas Store and Mrs. C is my personal shopper,” Jack replied with a satisfied grin.

“The Christmas Store couldn’t carry all this…” Sue peeked into the pink bag and blushed afresh at the contents.

“Now that’s where you’re wrong. Apparently the Christmas Store carries its preferred customer’s heart’s desires.”

Sue didn’t want to think any more about Mrs. C selecting her trousseau. “Jack, in order to have a honeymoon, we need to have a wedding,” she pointed out.

He kissed her on the nose. “Always so practical. I’m sure I’ll be able to take comfort in that trait in you for years to come. And Sue, sweetheart, if you remember I did propose to day. We’re engaged.”

“But not married. Weddings take time to plan. One generally buys the wedding dress before the…um…”

“Unmentionables?” Jack supplied helpfully. “That’s what Mrs. C called them. She said she’d never seen such a fine array of unmentionables in her day…and when you consider that she’s…well been around for a long time, that’s saying something.”

Sue found she didn’t want to think too closely about that idea either.

“The wedding, Jack? We haven’t set a date. We might be able to handle a small wedding by summer.”

Jack paled. “Try an even smaller wedding by the 25th,” he suggested.

“Of December? Impossible.”

“Sweetheart, if there’s something I’ve learned these past two days it’s that’s nothing is impossible…when you believe.”

I believe!!!! Here comes the bride..........everybody sing!!!

Jill

OMG!

That does it! I'm a slithering mass of gooey liquid (it is humid here!) puddled beneath my computer with no desire to regain any form of mass any time soon. How in the world do you do it? That was...that was...that was....incredible...romantic....hot...seductive.....tender.....romantic......sweet - EVERYTHING all rolled into one post!

WOW!!!!!

So... I just got home and as soon as I did, someone told me that you had posted and I MUST read it... so I hurried right on over and did just that

And then I read it again.

And again.

And now I've managed to solidify just enough to say, "THAT WAS....*happy sigh*... INCREDIBLY PERFECT!!" (Could you hear me all the way up there from all the way down here?)

I think I need to read it again at least 4 dozen or so more times before I head to bed

What a perfect post to read right before bedtime! I think that means sweet dreams tonight!

We believe ... Kav, that was fantastic!


I can't wait to see how you'll manage

I LOVED Jack's last line nothing is impossible...when you believe. We believe Kav. We believe. You're beautifully written story has made us believe. In your capable hands and creative mind, we believe anything is possible!!!!



Kim

Words will not do justice to that delicious, fluffy post!

I see no reason to solidify... I got nothing to do tomorrow.

me neither i'll just be laying around waiting for more.

Kav, that was.............!!! **sigh**

Joy

WOW....what a Christmas present....WOW that was hot....

~laura michelle~

Oh wow! What a fantastic post, as they all are! I'm so glad I checked this morning to see if you had posted last night. Now, I'll drag my puddled mass of a body to the shower and get ready for work. But, what a way to wake up! Your writing is magical.

Wow!

Do you know how hard it is to go back to cookie baking after reading that? Between drooling and tears, I'll probably get something unwanted in the batter for sure.

A Christmas wedding. Will Mrs.C help with that as well?

WOW what A wonderful christmas present along with
the christmas carols they will be playing here comes the bride
moresoon please Kav Lin

-nods dumbly- I believe. I certainly believe.

Never mind the believing part....I hear the wedding march already!!!!!

Honeymoon....I can't wait for the exchange of vows, the expressions on their parents faces, the team when they announce a very rapid wedding day and I want to know where they're going on their honeymoon!!!!!!

Kav...I'm and

Well I had sworn off cooking for the rest of the holiday season but I could definitely make an exception for this!

I knew you had something up your sleeve with the bedroom though - because Jack as always is a man of honor (even though I'm sure he would prefer not to be right now).

, , , and a couple of these ,

Thank you!

Em

I believe....



That Kav needs to spend more time with Bobby and Tara....




love it ! !!!!!!!!!!!!!

?

WOW! That was... WOW!

Ornella

With who? You mean there is another couple in this story? Hmmmmm....must have missed those posts!

Speaking of Jack and Sue.... we were, weren't we????.......I think they should honeymoon on the Polar Express or some cottage on Santa's property. Just think...with the way time stands still their honeymoon could be really loooooooonnnnnnnggggggggg!

i'm liking bobby and tara too....

i think that sums up what i was thinking as i read that post

cath

What a story! What an imagination! What a tale! I am just marvelling at your thought process!! I love how you are tying it all together! Now, continue tying & give us some more!!! (She says w/ her hand flat at her chest moving it in back & forth!!)

o wow i don't know what to say really is it hot in here or is it just me

I'm with Flip on the honeymoon! Think Mrs. C. could arrange it?

Kim

jack and sue HAVE TO get married for christmas, in the polar express, with the whole team with them!!!!! this is such the perfect story of christmas!!!! can't wait for the next post!!!!
and I love all your fuzzies!!!!

The only problem with Jack and Sue honeymooning at the north pole for that loooooonnnnng time is that the heat they would generate could cause the polar ice caps to melt therefore flooding the rest of the earth.
Great romance!
thanks,
Terie

i agree with u too

Jack and Sue are getting married!! And on Christmas Day no less! Love this!

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm................

Jen *sways, falls, then slithers to ungraceful puddle on floor*

Thank you everyone for your enthusiasm and kind comments and sticking with me through my spotty posting. Today is my last day at work for two weeks and surely to goodness Jonah and Job will be taking the holidays off as well so I hope to be back to regular posting! I blame Flip who I believe jinxed me! :


"Hello one and all! Hope you didn’t let the festivities get too far under way before my arrival," Howie breezed into the bullpen wearing a red Santa cap at a jaunty angle.
 
"You, Mr. Fines, are the only one I know who would consider Bureau paperwork as fun," Myles complained, tossing his pen down in disgust. "I, in fact, am so bored that I am actually looking forward to the diversion you promise to supply."
 
"Well, thanks, Myles," Howie preened, "that’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me in a while, excluding Mr. and Mrs. C, of course. Those two don’t know anything but nice."
 
"I was applying sarcasm to indicate my dissatisfaction with…" Myles began, but closed his mouth when Sue frowned.
 
"Nice to see you Howie. What brings you here?"
 
"Oh, no reason in particular," Howie said cagily as his face contorted in his effort to wink at her.
 
"Don’t let Jack catch you flirting with his woman or you’ll be mincemeat before you can say pie," Bobby advised with a grin.
 
"I wasn’t flirting… Jack, honest, I wasn’t flirting. You know me better than that. Sue. Levi. Somebody! We’re in a federal building you know. There’s probably cameras planted everywhere here…" Howie continued to babble as Jack sauntered purposefully towards him.
 
"Jack stop! You’ve been acting like a kid since…well...since I found my bell!" Sue complained as she came to Howie’s rescue.
 
Jack sent her a scorching glance that sizzled the air all around the bullpen. "I wouldn’t say that I’ve been acting like a kid all the time," he countered with a telltale look of smug satisfaction. "Take last night, for instance…"
 
"Let’s not!" Sue objected hastily giving her fiancé a compelling look that was meant to stop him in his tracks but it only seemed to serve to goad him on.
 
"I seem to recall a number of times when I acted my age with very satisfying resuts. At least, that’s the impression I got from you. Did I read you wrong, Sue?"
 
Howie mopped his brow, pulling his hat off by its pompom and fanning himself with it. "Sheesh, it’s no wonder global warming is such an issue. You two should be declared a national threat. Remind me to wear sunscreen the next time I stop by."
 
"Which brings us right back to the reason for your visit this time round," Myles said pointedly.
 
"Well – I just came by to offer my congratulations on the pending nuptials of two of my favourite people," Howie nodded affably at the couple standing beside him. He patted Sue’s hand. "I helped him pick out the ring, you know. It’s a beauty, isn’t it? One of a kind, made to measure, just right for that someone in your life whose just right, eh, Jack? Eh?"
 
Jack grunted when Howie’s elbow connected with his midriff. He glared, but Howie was immune now that he was on a roll. "Looks good on you, Susie. And I thought that maybe, not that you’ve set a date or anything, but maybe you might require the assistance of an excellent planner. Someone who has learned from the master’s knee, so to speak. I mean, if Mr. C isn’t organized I don’t know who is…"
 
"What’s he going on about?" Bobby groaned.
 
"I think he’s offering to be Jack and Sue’s wedding planner," Lucy ventured, not sure whether she should be laughing at the ludicrous idea or lamenting for her best friend.
 
"He can’t be serious!" Myles’ voice carried across the bullpen and Howie turned with a frown.
 
"You can stop talking about me as if I wasn’t here. There’s nothing wrong with my hearing…in fact its more acute than some, no offence Sue," he added hastily. "I come from a long line of exceptional listeners. Family trait on my mother’s side."
 
"Do his ears look funny to you?" Bobby asked suddenly, striding over for a closer look.
 
"Now that you mention it…" Myles concurred, staring intently at Howie’s left ear, which turned bright red under his scrutiny except for the tip – it remained white. "They’re rather pointy, don’t you think?"
 
"Not quite up to Mr. Spock’s standards, but definitely pointier than most," Bobby agreed with cool detachment as if analyzing the skid marks at a crime scene.
 
"Enough with the elf jokes already. Just because you’re in the know-ho-ho-ho now doesn’t mean you can start taking potshots at my personage…"
 
"The pointy bits are thicker, almost leathery," Bobby reported after a closer inspection.
 
"Now cut that out. It tickles!" Howie swatted Bobby’s hand away. "My ears are highly evolved receptacles for sound and you don’t need to go rearranging the air currents around them. It puts me off."
 
"Do you think it’s make up?" Myles asked. "And why haven’t we ever noticed it before?"
 
"Good questions, mate. So Howie – you going to answer them?" Bobby looked at him expectantly.
 
Howie threw his hands up in the air in a grand gesture of defiant exasperation. "Fine!" He huffed, "so they have changed a bit. Occupational hazard of working with the FBI, I guess, you agent types are paid to notice the unusual. The more trips I take the more certain parts of my anatomy revert back – out of necessity." Howie tapped the slight pointed protrusions on his ears. "Adaptations…virtually impossible to get frostbite on these babies…"

They were all gaping in stunned silence now.
 
"Uh – trips?" Lucy finally asked, looking at the rest of the team in confusion.
 
Howie sighed. "For totally clued in people, you are the most out of touch group I’ve ever come across. Yes trips – you know – up there."
 
Lucy followed the heaven sent direction of his pointing finger and shook her head in confusion. "Either we’re talking about heaven or…"
 
"The North Pole!" Tara exclaimed excitedly. "He’s talking about the North Pole!"
 
Howie beamed. "And I’ve been making a lot of trips lately. First one way and then the next.  It takes a bit longer on account of me not flying, but..."
 
"How'd you know about our engagement?" Jack cut him off, suspicion bristling from every feature.  It was one thing to know about...the Christmas Store and the Polar Express...but it was another thing entirely to discuss it in such matter-of-fact terms.  He wasn't sure he'd ever be ready for that.
 
Tara, however had no compunctions in that area. "You know because You-Know-Who told you!" she deduced immediately.
 
Howie beamed and nodded his head at her.  "See...there's the spirit...the Christmas spirit that is.  Whatever happened to...believe?" he couldn't resist goading Myles in a stage whisper.
 
Myles shot an indignant look at Sue whose evident alarm convinced him that she hadn't spilled their little secret.  Then who?
 
"He knows when you've been sleeping,
He knows when you're awake,
He knows when you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake!"
 
Howie's nasal rendition of the popular tune did nothing to improve Myles' humbug mood.  Had it only been yesterday that euphoria had carried him heavenward?  He had basked in the glory of the moment and the effusive appreciation of the team who had insisted on taking him to dinner to celebrate his debut.  He was still buzzing with excitement when his head hit the pillow but the morning brought with it a new and sharper clarity.  It was true!  Every millisecond of his forgotten childhood securely in place in his mind.  Memories had flooded his dreams, turning them into a lost nightmare that was grounded in fact.  If it was true then he had been...insufferable...and everyone of his friends remembered too!

howie is so adorable!

Yay!

but I gots to ask... just because of who I am....



What did Bobby and Tara do last night..... ? after dinner with the team?

love you Kav!

That was great....


~laura michelle~

Howie always manages to make me laugh even when he is serious!

Aw, Kav, you always seem to capture Howie's esscence so perfectly! It wouldn't surprise me if he really was an elf in human disguise.

Have to agree with Linny there... I could practically hear Howie as I read that! Two weeks off, Kav? Wow - we'll be practically spoiled!!! You won't hear ANY complaints from me!

Two whole weeks of Kav? Santa must be starting early!

Kav, you have me hearing Howie singing - I don't know if that's good or bad!! You hit his personality right on!! I love the comments about "up there"!! And, leave it to Tara to know what he meant!!!

I love a flirtatious, amorous Jack, don't you?? I know Flip does too!!!

Poor Myles - coming face to face with his childhood self - probably not a pretty picture!! But this gives him the ability to change as an adult, which I think he is already doing!! Kudos to the team for making him feel special!!!

Kav, two whole weeks?? Jonah and Job on vacation too?? Life is good, isn't it???

Joy

ah myles you didn't know better....don't worry about that. and howie to funny

I could so see Howie, and the whole team interaction with him. And Myles, if they remember you being insufferable and they are still your friends, it means something.

Kav, I'm so happy you're off !!!!

Kav, I bow to thee!!!

Sam

myles, they still love you and the singing proves you're changing

cath

I don't know how you capture Howie right down to his inflections, but you do it so incredibly well!!!! Howie jumped off the page.

I'm really feeling for Myles. While the Polar Express brings sweet memories to everyone else, it is one of his worst ones. I can't wait to see how you bring this all together. I am in awe.

That was such a fun post, with just a touch of sadness placed in it for Myles.

So you're off for two weeks. Wonderful. A win for you and a win for us.

Aww, a celebratory dinner! And they're starting to figure out a bit of what is actually going on at the Christmas shop! Yay! I can't wait!

you can just see howie being one of santas little helpers cant you
more soon please Lin