Jasper loaded some CD’s in the player and started some soft dance music playing. Taking Hana in his arms, he held her close as they danced. Others cleaned up around them, picking up dirty dishes and putting chairs up on tables. Jimmy turned the lights down low and soon they were the only ones left in the dining room, oblivious to the fact they were alone.
It wasn’t until Neil Young’s Harvest Moon finished, that Hana noticed.
“Where did everyone go?” she asked Jasper.
He looked around, just as puzzled as she, until he glanced at his watch. “To bed, I imagine. It’s nearly three.”
“Really? How could we not notice?”
Jasper kissed her, pressing her body against his. “When I’m with you, I lose all track of time. I get lost inside of you, Hana.”
“Me too. You’re quite a handsome man, Tack Mosley.”
“And you’re a beautiful woman, Miss Maisey.”
They kissed again, standing in the darkened dining room. Jasper fought himself for control, pulling away from her.
“We should go to bed. To sleep,” he amended. “Alone,” he added self-consciously. “Damn.”
“You’re right,” Hana admitted, her head on his chest. “I don’t want to, but I know you’re right.”
“I want to wake up to you, after a night of loving,” he told her, kissing her hair. “I want to make love to you, Hana, so much.”
“I know, me too,” she sighed heavily, snuggling close. “But we aren’t going to, are we?”
“No, baby. Not tonight. Even if we feel like we’ve known each other forever, it’s only been a few days. I love you so much, Hana. You filled that gap in my heart.”
“And you filled mine. Promise it will be soon.”
He chuckled, squeezing her gently. “I was just about to say those very words.”
“If it’s what we both want, why are we waiting?”
“Cause everything in us tells us we want to be together, but it’s not the right time. Oh, crap. I just remembered I’m working breakfast shift!” He smacked his head. “I wish someone had reminded me.”
“Maybe they tried, and you didn’t hear them. We were in our own little world.”
“Yeah, wasn’t it great? You and me, good music and an empty dance floor. The only thing better would be you, me, good music and a soft bed.” He chuckled, burying his face in her hair. “I love you, Hana. Do you know how good that feels to say?”
“I do,” she smiled. “I decidedly do.”
“I need to take you home,” he said, pulling himself slowly away. “I have to get up in a couple hours. I need a nap if I’m gonna work around a hot griddle.”
“I’m sorry I kept you up so long.”
“Not your fault.” He turned off the CD player and shut off the lights as they walked out.
It took only moments to get to her cabin. The outside lights were on, the lamp in the living room leaving a warm, golden glow.
Jasper’s goodnight kiss lasted far longer than it should have. He lingered, not wanting to bid farewell. He knew he’d pay for it tomorrow, but he couldn’t make himself leave. His resolve to behave himself was getting harder to enforce.
“I need to go,” he said with finality.
“Goodnight, Hana. Dream of me.”
“Of course.” She shut the door with a sigh.
As soon as it was closed, Jasper ran back to his room. He let himself in, closing the door behind him rather sharply. Jimmy was in the kitchenette digging through the refrigerator.
“Sup, cuz? You look like the Devil’s at your backside.”
“Just beat me. Kick my ass, do something. I feel like I’m going to explode!”
“Dude, chill. A little spanky time, you’ll be good as new.”
Jasper gave him a withering look. “Right.”
“I’m just sayin’.” Jimmy held his hands up like Jasper had a gun trained on him. “Need some sexual healing, give it a go. You don’t lose a thing, and gain some relaxed peace of mind.”
“You’re probably right.”
“It works for me. Only thing that tides me over between women. I’ve had as long a gap as you, blood. But I’m not dating Miss Enid’s virgin niece.”
“How do you know she’s a virgin?”
“Please. Dude, like I can’t tell? So, you take it slow, bide your time, get to know her first.
“This isn’t a hit and run, Jim.”
“Did I say anything like that? I know you care about her. She had her sights set on you that first day. Damn, I never had a chance.”
“I had this panic attack on the way here. I had this sudden gut wrenching feeling. What will Grandma and Grandpa think if I take this girl to bed? I’ve never used my job here to get laid.”
“You haven’t? You get even more propositions than I do—and I get plenty.”
“You don’t take them, do you?”
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