Fletch fell into the room as Jac grabbed him
"What the..." his words were cut off by her lips. claiming his. She kissed him hungrily. Tongues desperately tangling together, confirming that they were safe and had each other. They pulled apart reluctantly.
"Jesus Jac What are you doing?"
"I would have thought that was pretty obvious" Jac said, hands creeping under his t shirt.
"But the kids" Fletch said half heartedly
"Are in the wood and this room has a very impressive lock" she continued to run her hands up and down his chest, encouraging him to take his t shirt off. When she replaced her hands with kisses Fletch moaned softly
"I need you Jac"
"Uhuh?" She mumbled, not removing her lips from him but beginning to trail down his stomach to the waistband of his jeans
Fletch closed his eyes "oh my god" he moaned again as she slowly unbuckled his belt.
That was the last straw for Fletch, he grabbed her and moved them quickly to the bed
"I hope you're prepared to finish what you started Naylor"
"I wouldn't have started it otherwise" Jac smirked. "We both need this"
She was aware of the dressings on his leg and his hand. She gently kissed and soothed his still sore wrists and met his his urgency and passion with tender, caring touches. They complemented each other perfectly.
"God, how did I miss how incredibly sexy you are" he said peppering kisses over her lacy bra "I mean I had an idea but scrub tops hide a lot of hidden treasures" he continued his kisses
"I only have to remember you standing in my shirt looking unsure of yourself to make me hard"
His words jolted desire through Jac's body as she began to roll her hips to meet him, matching his earlier moans. They only undressed as much as needed, keeping clothes on had always been a huge turn on for Fletch, Jac moaned again as his hands worked her jeans down past her hips. He gently placed a hand over her mouth
"Sshh babe, we have to be quiet" he warned softly.
It didn't take long for them to each be satisfied. They quickly straightened themselves up and carried on checking out the bedroom situation with flushed complexions and stupid grins on their faces.
Fletch eventually relented and agreed to Jac bunking in with Emma. I mean he didn't really think he'd ever win the argument when Jac put her mind to it.
He ordered take away pizzas which were devoured quickly by the seven people thrown together in a strange house by a bizarre turn of events.
Just as they were clearing up Fletch got message on his phone. "It's from the police" he told Jac as she had come to snake her arms round his waist. He put his arm round her
"They have released her on bail. She is under a restraining order, she's not allowed to come within 100 metres of us or our families. She is also bound not to contact us"
"Do you think she'll stick to it? The coppers that came to interview you and suggested we move here weren't convinced" Jac worried
He kissed the top of her head.
"She has absolutely no idea about this place babe. We're safe here"
"OK"
However Abigail had managed to get the code to Fletch's phone had also given her access to being able to track his phone's location.
"Well hello dear Adrian" she said to herself as the blue dot pulsed on her screen. "I wonder where that is"
