He tugged her closer to the edge of the bed so he could hold her closer. He shifted, pressing his face to her neck this time as she spoke. He didn't care what it was. He didn't care that it wasn't planned. All he knew was that he was going to have the chance to make up for the life he had to live. He could raise a child and show them all they needed to know because he was their father and he would be there. Nothing would tear him away from that truth.

John kissed her neck, hands sliding under her shirt and smoothing over her skin. With a contented sigh, he kissed across her neck to her jaw, trailing over her skin to her lips. It was then that he took the opportunity to lay his fiance onto her back, hovering over her while he moved one hand to hitch her leg over his hip. He smiled and pulled back only enough to look down at her. "Then we'll find out when we can," he agreed.