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They finished lunch and Fletch was still being mysterious about where they were going next.
Eventually they arrived at a small independent cinema that was showing Breakfast at Tiffany's
"I know you say it doesn't do the book justice, changes the characters and the ending but I also know that secretly you prefer the happy ending of the film and that it's one of your favourite films"
Fletch looked at her expectantly
"How did you know that?" She said eventually
"You told me one night when I was keeping you company in hospital"
"But you remembered"
"I remember everything Jac"
He took her in his arms. "Shall we go in? I 've never seen it"
She kissed him lightly "well that is a crime so yes let's go in. I'll buy the popcorn"
Jac was overwhelmed by Fletch remembering random conversations they'd had a over a year ago.
After the film they headed back to Fletch's
"Ok last decision of the day is yours Jac. Pizza,Chinese, curry?"
"Hmm, I fancy pizza"
"Your wish is my command madam"
They settled down on the living room floor with a bottle of wine and pizza
"Thank you for today, I feel spoilt and thoroughly wooed" Jac said leaning her head on his shoulder
"Ha. I knew I could crack you"
"Tell anyone Fletcher and I will cut your balls off" she laughed
"Well I'm very attached to those so your secret is safe with me and don't expect this treatment every day. Today felt special"
"It wouldn't be a treat if you did it everyday now would it?"
"I guess not" he murmured against her neck
Jac moaned softly and it wasn't long before his hand was creeping up her top and tenderly caressing her breasts. She in turn was tugging at his t shirt in an effort to get him to take it off so she could carry on stroking his chest and stomach. Her hands were gradually moving further down until she was feeling his hardness through his jeans
"Enjoying yourself Fletch?" She asked cheekily
"As much as you I think" as his hands left her erect nipples to slip between her legs whereupon she began grinding against his hand chasing the friction she craved
"Let's go upstairs" she whispered breathlessly
"Oh god Jac" he moaned as she carried on her actions
They made their way upstairs undressing each other  as they went
"I've been wanting to do that all day" Fletch said flopping back on the bed
"I want to bottle today and keep it for days when things are not as good, and that" she kissed his cheek "was the icing on the cake"
"I aim to please"
"You certainly do that. We need to stop talking otherwise I run the risk of throwing up with all the soppiness"
"That's so you babe" he laughed
They naturally ended up spooning. Fletch inhaled her scent as he pulled her close, placing his arm round her waist. Soon her breathing slowed and became deeper signalling that she was now sleeping
"I love you"he whispered and fell asleep himself
The next thing he was aware of was a voice
"Dad?"

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