Jon's POV

"..............I should not. " she says looking sadly into my eyes. I feel like someone stabbed me right in the heart with a knife and twisted it before retrieving, and repeating the same action over and over again. This hurts more than the physical pain I've experienced in the accident. My knees feel weak, my vision is blurry with tears, but I dare not cry in front of her. Completely dejected, I place my forehead on her shoulder, this probably might be the last time I get to do this.

"I shouldn't do this Jon, but I want to........and I will." She says lowly. This catches my attention, and I jerk my head off of her shoulders, standing straight, looking down at her with uncertainty. She gives me a soft smile and stands on her tippy toes, putting her hands on my shoulders to balance herself and places her soft,plump lips on mine. I do not waste even a second in responding to her kiss. I hold her face, entwining my fingers into her hair and tilt her head to the side for better access. She is unable to reach my height, even though she is standing on her toes. So I bend further down to her height so that she doesn't have to strain herself by standing on her toes, because this make out session might go on for sometime baby.

She hugs my waist and rubs her nose against mine occasionally. She pulls away first, when she's out of breath, but I'm not done yet, so I continue kissing, down her neck. I keep kissing till I find a spot I like and I gently bite her there. She starts giggling and pushes me away, but there is no way I'm letting her be even an inch away from me. I have worked my ass off to get her, and now when I finally have her, I'm not letting her go. So I pull her against my body, I need to have some sort of physical contact with her for the sake of my sanity.

"It tickles" She says laughing. I look down at her grinning. What did I do to deserve her after all?

"Well, get used to it, because that's going to be an everyday thing now." I say smirking. She giggles again in return, her face as red as a tomato with all the breathtaking kisses.

"I love you." I say putting her head on my chest, inhaling her sweet scent.

"I love you too."

Fucking finally.

****

"James!" I call out as I fill in the paperwork in my office. Well, not filling in exactly, since I have an injured arm. It's been close to a week since I have had that wonderful encounter with Emmy. I was losing my mind sitting at home so I thought of coming back to work. Emma didn't like the idea much but eh, how hard is it to convince a cupcake that looks like a chipmunk when she's angry. Also, I thought it was necessary for her to resume back to the bakery after all these days. Since I do not have a car right now, I use the spare car in the workshop. I still have the fucking cast on and it's the most annoying shit ever. I can't wait to get it off.

"Yeah?" James asks as he enters.

"Did you call Mrs Walton and tell her, her car is ready?" I ask as I glance at the papers in my hand. Since I'm still 'unfit' to work, I'm allowed only to do the office work.

"Yep, she came and took it long ago."

"What about the engine repair of the dodge?" I ask him, expecting a clumsy reply from his side.

"Yep! Took care of that too" He beams. I look at him with astonishment. I'm not used to getting such positive replies from him. It's mostly like 'oh shit I forgot!' Or 'I'll fix it right up boss!'. I clear my throat and hide my amusement. Just when I'm about to assign him an other work, my phone starts ringing. I check my phone to see my Emmy, or shall I say my girlfriend, calling me. I gesture James to leave before I answer my call.

"Hey cupcake." I say grinning.

"Hey Jonny." She says sweetly. Oh how much I missed her voice.

"I miss you." I whine.

"You just saw me this morning, dummy."

"That was like six hours ago."

"Oh God stop being a baby! I called you to ask how you're doing. Do you have any pains?" She says giggling.

"Yeah. Yeah I do."

"Where?! Why didn't you tell me earlier?" She asks apprehensively.

"I feel a pain in my heart because I miss my cupcake."

"Oh you stupid donut! You scared me there." I laugh at her choice of words. Even her curse words are pertained to sweets. She herself is a sweet treat.

"I'm doing fine." I say leaning back into my chair. We talk for a couple of minutes more until she was called by a customer. I hang up and sigh heavily. I was wondering if Emmy would wanna continue staying with me, even after I get well and fit. But I hope she doesn't feel it's too soon to move in. She'd probably wanna go back to her place once my health is back to being good.

I stay back for a couple of hours more and finally get ready to head back home. I pull over to my house and get out whirling the keys in my finger. I ring the doorbell and lean against the wall on the side, waiting for my girlfriend to open the door. She opens the door slightly and gives me a nervous smile.

"Hey there Jonny" She says shyly. Okay something is definitely going on. Why is she acting so weird?

"Hey babe, what's up?" I ask as I enter into the apartment.

"Ohh nothing much really. I, well, maybe there is something, but it's not that big of a deal." She says casually.

"What is-" I am interrupted by a tiny bark. It's like as if a cat is barking, and this does not sound anything like Tony. I turn around and see a tiny puppy, probably a month old, standing on my couch wagging its tail. Where the fuck did this come from? And why is it on my fucking couch? It might not even have had its potty training! I swear to God if it shits on my couch then it's dead.

"Where the hell did that come from?" I ask pointing at the barking fluff on my couch.

"Ohh this......this is a very cute and adorable little puppy." She says sitting on the couch and placing it on her lap, gently patting on its furry butt.

"I know it's a puppy Emma but what is it doing here?"

"Oh would you stop calling her 'it'? Her name is Oreo." She says kissing 'Oreo' in the head.

"She was this poor helpless puppy I found in the street. I wanted to give her to a rescue shelter first, but then I was like, I'm not home half of the time, and Tony feels lonely too, so why not get him a friend! So I brought Oreo home!" I don't hate dogs, neither am I a big fan of them. But, I can open a whole fucking zoo in my house if Emmy asks for it, this dog is still bearable.

"Alright, so what about its vaccines and stuff?" I ask.

"I'll take care of all that. But you don't have a problem if she stays here for a couple of days right?"

"Why just a couple days?" I ask talking a seat beside Emmy and putting my feet on the coffee table.

"Because I'll be going back to my place, and I'll take her with me." She says stroking Oreo's fur.

Right. I almost forgot that the whole moving in conversation had taken place just in my head and I still need to talk to her about it. But I am planning of dropping that topic, at least for now.

"I'll just put Oreo down. She's had a very long day." Emma says heading towards the room. I lean back into the couch closing my eyes, trying to forget the irritation of the cast. Suddenly I feel Emmy tugging my shirt collar to put my head on her lap, she runs her fingers through my hair which feels so good. I really wish what I have with Emma, lasts forever.

****

I go to the kitchen and see Emmy dancing to the tune she's humming while whisking the cream. She's wearing my shirt, with no fucking pants on.

Oh lord give me strength.

She's gently swaying her hips, the shirt a couple of inches below her sweet ass. I quietly go behind her and hold her hip, whispering into her ear,

"Having a dance party here I see." I bite and pull her earlobe and she lets out a soft hmph.

"Tsk tsk don't make such noises baby. It tempts me to do things to you." I kiss her neck and begin to nibble on her weak spot.

"Hmph! Jonny listen to me." She whines by pulling away and looking at me with a pout.

"What happened cupcake?" I ask tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I want you to take me to my place today."

"For what?"

"I wanna get something from there." She says smiling like she won a lottery.

"Alright go put some pants on." I say giving her a long, wet kiss on the lips.

"Okay!" She says. Unable to control my hands, I give her a nice tight smack on her ass as she turns back.

"Owwwww!" She screams rubbing her ass cheek and glaring at me.

"I'm sorry but you've got a very nice ass." I say going towards her to rub and soothe her ass.

"But still that was a hard smack." She says lowly.

"I'm sorry cupcake. Lemme see it." I say lifting her, well, my shirt which she is wearing but she smacks my hand off.

"Ohh no mister! I ain't showing you my goodies." She says smirking and walking away.

Oh you will soon, baby.

"Okay okay pull over here." Emmy says abruptly.

"Here? But your apartment is a block away." I say, pulling over anyways.

"Yes I know that." She says getting off the car. What is going on in that pretty little head of hers? I get out of my car too and as soon as I do, Emmy comes to my side and ties a blindfold over my eyes.

"Emma what the fuck are you doing?" I exclaim, taken aback by what just happened.

"Oh hush there will you? Just follow my instructions and you'll be completely fine."

"I hope this isn't a sick prank where a scary ass clown jumps right in front of me as soon as I remove the blindfold." I say whilst walking, holding Emma's hand for my dear life.

"Just a few more steps and you're done." She says squeezing my hand excitedly.

"Alright we are here, remove your blindfold." She says, her voice filled with excitement. I remove my blindfold but what I see next, takes my breath away. My eyes are wider than saucers and my jaw is basically on the floor.

There was the most badass looking black Jeep Wrangler in front of my eyes. I love cars, but ATVs just blow my mind. I go towards it and touch it. Fucking amazing. It has got its rugged, attention grabbing details which I just love. This is one real beauty, standing here in all its glory. This bad boy is going to make many heads turn. Suddenly Emmy comes to me and wraps her arms around my waist and kisses me. She takes my hand and places them on her butt. Woah baby. The parking lot of her apartment isn't really the place to get kinky. But I feel something bumpy in her back pocket.

"Take it out." She says taking a deep breathe after pulling away from me. I dig into her pocket and take it, only to realize it's a..........key? Oh hell no. Don't tell me.

"Happy birthday Jonny." Emmy tells me smiling brightly at my face. This time my jaw has gone two floors below the fucking ground.

"E-Emmy what is this?" I ask trying not to make the wavering in my voice so obvious.

"Did you not like it?"

"Like it?! I fucking love this! But babe this costs a fortune. How did you even manage to get this?"

"Well, long story short, there is a filthy rich customer in Sweet Tooth who really really loves our confectioneries. But he is leaving the country for good, because of which he needed to sell this ATV. Since he likes Sweet Tooth so much, he was willing to cut down the rate to a very reasonable amount for me." She says proudly.

"And where did you get the money for this?"

"From my savings, duh. Anyways that's not important. I want to see you drive this car!" She says jumping on the balls of her feet. I still feel like I am dreaming. I cannot believe my eyes. I cannot believe her. What did I do to deserve her?

****

"No don't touch it! It's my piece." Emmy says slapping my hand off. We went to a nice restaurant in my Jeep for lunch, and then took countless rounds of the city till our hearts' content. Since lunch was nice and heavy, we decided to skip dinner. Instead, we are enjoying my birthday cake which Emmy had baked for me. She is all snuggled up in my lap, leaning back against my chest, wearing one of my hoodies and holding the entire cake in her hand. We started off as civilized humans,using fork and spoons,but at one point we ditched the etiquette and started hogging the cake with our bare hands. Emmy's face is all smeared in cake. She looks exactly like a chipmunk, her cheeks puffed up with the cake she is stuffing in her mouth.

"Hmmmm this is really good." She says taking another bite from the cake.

"Easy there tiger, you're gonna get a tummy ache tomorrow morning." I say kissing her cheek.

"I know! But this is so good." She says, not even taking her eyes off the cake. I take the cake from her hands and place them on the coffee table. If I let her have one more bite, then she's gonna have a blast in the toilet, tomorrow. She claims to have a large appetite, but I know how much her tummy can handle. She pouts and cutely glares at me.

"Don't look at me like that. First you eat an entire birthday cake and then say that you're tummy is flabby, your cheeks are chubby..." I say ticking her on the sides. She breaks into a fit of laughter squirming in my lap. I stop my torture and pull her face towards me, kissing her deeply. I move her legs to either of my sides such that she's straddling me. I'm horny now. But I better not ruin the moment by passing some lame ass comments regarding my current desire of taking her right now.

"Thank you so much." I say sincerely.

"You're welcome." She says blushing. In the past 30 years of my life, this is the best birthday ever. Actually, this is the only birthday I've ever celebrated.

"How did you know it was my birthday?"

"Well that's a story for an other day." She says yawning.