An Impossible Task

Chapter 18

T/W: Romantic SMUT, but still SMUT, adult situations. 18+ only please.

John escorted Beau out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him. "He's seen way too much as it is...," he laughed. He walked over to the French doors that opened to a patio with a perfect view of the crystal blue sky, the blue-grays of the canal and small white caps in the Gulf of St. Lawrence and closed the creamy white curtains that covered the windows, causing a dusky light to fall over the room.

Turning to Cassie, he walked towards her, lighting the dozen candles that surrounded the room. A clean, seashore scent began to fill the room and Cassie closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. John went to the closet and opened the door, producing a bottle of champagne nested in a silver bucket of ice and two glasses.

"I got this when I went to get the plate of food," John answered her questioning eyes. "I would have made a fine waiter...."

"A sneaky waiter....." Cassie laughed, standing next to the bed and watching John prepare the room.

John walked with the ice bucket containing the champagne and 2 glasses over to the small circular table and 2 chairs that sat next to the French doors. After placing it on the table, he held his hand out to Cassie who ran into his arms instead, her legs wrapping around him as he leaned backwards. John tipped his face up to her and she kissed him deeply, passionately as he eased her back down slowly.

"Sit down, Cass," he told her gently. He kneeled down before her and looked deeply into her eyes. "I'm sure this isn't the life you planned for yourself; I'm not the man you envisioned living with the rest of your life. But I love you and I promise to always be the best man I can be. We'll have a good life, Cass, and I'll be by your side for the rest of our lives, I promise."

He pulled the little black velvet box from the pocket of his robe. "Marry me, Cass? Will you marry me?"

The tears welled up in her eyes as her head nodded. He took the band out of the box and placed it on the fourth finger of her left hand. Cassie's hands went to either side of his bearded face and she kissed him sweetly, leaning forward to see if the other little velvet black box was in his pocket too.

She pulled it out with a smile. "I love you John. We will have a good life and I'll be at your side for the rest of our lives. Well, as close as I can be considering the kids might want to be in between us....," she added tenderly, her one hand still on his face. "Marry me, John? Will you marry me?"

He nodded as she placed his band on his finger. Looking at her lovingly, he stood up with her and pulled her into his arms to kiss her gently. Opening the champagne, John poured two glasses and he and Cassie sipped the gold liquid, safe in each other's arms.

The champagne was nearly gone by the time John stood up and extended his hand to Cassie. She stood slowly, her eyes locked on John's, her hands cupped around his chin. His hands around her cheeks, he kissed her forehead, her eyes, her nose, with quick, sweet kisses. Then instantly, his mouth was on hers, tasting her, his tongue recognizing the taste of the champagne. Her arms went through his hair to his back, where she held on tightly, feeling his strong muscles even through the terry cloth robe. He kissed her long and hard, then slid down to her arched neck causing her to let out a little moan from the back of her throat, her body coming alive with desire. Butterflies danced between her legs and she closed her thighs a bit tighter.

John gently pulled her robe down to her shoulders and kissed her neck and the slope to her shoulders while Cassie's head leaned back and she held onto him tighter. Cassie was awash in passion, the way he kissed drove her crazy. While he continued to graze on her neck, his leg gently slipped in between hers and his one hand inched down from her back, to her back side which he held tightly.