WHERE I WANT TO BE
Chapter Six
"Jack! Put me down!"
Rose laughed as Jack carried her through the threshold, Molly holding Robbie
following.
"It’s a tradition Rose. The
groom always carries the bride across the threshold," Jack laughed,
placing her back on her feet. "Wow, this place is beautiful."
"Yes, and all the red…it’s
wonderful," Rose nodded. "I couldn’t believe my eyes when I first saw
it."
"Why don’t you young’uns go
on up and get settled. I’ll watch little Robbie here. Consider tonight your
honeymoon," Molly grinned happily.
"Molly? Are you sure you
want to watch him all night?" Rose looked at her friend in disbelief.
"Well I’ve watched him for
three weeks haven’t I? What’s one more night? Now head upstairs and have
fun," Molly shooed the newlyweds upstairs.
"This is amazing," Jack
looked into the large room, made up in burgundy with a connecting bathroom.
Their bags were laid in the north corner of the room, where Molly had them sent
up earlier.
"This is the best looking
room I’ve ever stayed in."
"Me too."
Jack looked at Rose with a raised
brow. "It is?"
"Yes," She happily
wrapped her arms him. "You’re here. That’s what makes it the best."
Jack smiled and pulled her in for
a kiss. Rose was so sweet. She was everything he ever wanted in life.
Everything he ever needed. Pulling away, he glanced into their private
bathroom, with a tub so large that it’d fit two people.
A idea slowly formed into his
mind. He smiled at his wife, the idea now a solid plan. "You know that
train ride sure was tiring. What about the both of us taking a dip in that
tub?"
Rose looked at him as if he had
grown two heads. "Together?"
"Of course. Look at the size
of the tub Rose. Both of us can fit. Come on. What do you say?"
"I say yes," Rose
grinned. "Ok. Just let me grab my robe…"
Laughing Jack grabbed her arm.
"Rose, we don’t need robes. Besides, I’ve already seen you naked. So the
robe would be pointless."
Rose laughed, he was right. They
were above the point of modesty now. "Ok Mr. Dawson. Fine, have it your
way. We’ll share the tub. But no funny business," She kissed his nose
before entering the bathroom.
A mischievous smile on his face,
Jack followed his wife, closing the door behind them.
*****
One hour later, Jack and Rose
emerged from the bathroom, dripping wet and laughing. They fell onto the bed
and scurried under the covers, snuggling together to ward off the chill of the
air on their skin.
"That was fun," Rose
giggled, snuggling closer to Jack.
"It sure was," Jack
smiled. "We should do it again."
"Oh we will," Rose
kissed his chest, reveling in how wonderful it was to be back in Molly’s house,
tightly held in the arms of the man she had thought she’d lost forever.
Jack smiled as the scent of
strawberries filled the air. A scent so familiar and intoxicating. At one time,
he had thought that he’d never smell that scent again without breaking into
renewed tears. He had thought that his life was over then. All the joy had left
him, dying with his love in the icy waters of the North Atlantic. But she
hadn’t died. No, she lived and had saved him from destroying whatever was left
of his character.
"Jack," Rose
interrupted his thoughts. "I love you."
"I love you too Sweetie,"
Jack smiled, pushing a red curl from behind her ear. "I love you and
Robbie. I promise never to leave your side again."
"Let’s take Robbie to the
park together Jack. Tomorrow morning. We can pack a picnic lunch and make a day
of it."
"Good idea. Then I can teach
him how to sing Come Josephine," Jack grinned, his blue eyes
twinkling happily.
Rose only laughed, thanking God
she had discovered Jack like she did. It was hard to believe that just a couple
of weeks ago, she had thought Jack dead and that she was a lonely single
mother. But now she was anything but single and lonely. She had Jack back and
he adored their son completely. She couldn’t ask for anything more. Lying there
together, basking in their love, Jack and Rose made plans for their life
together.
The future was bright for the
Dawson family. For them, there would never be a dull moment. Both Jack and Rose
were where they wanted to be.