Next morning

She woke up to the sound of whispers and giggles, shushes and then quiet again. She fought the urge to smile, the urge to open her eyes, and the urge to move. She listened, remained perfectly still and waited for whatever or whoever it would that would fully wake her.

She could smell bacon and eggs cooking and now she remember just why she came on this little family trip.

Happy. It was a word she hadn't been able to describe herself as in a long time. But this morning, she was happy.

She heard his voice. Deep and still gravely from the early morning. "Ok, on three." He whispered.

"One." She could feel his warmth close to her, she could see the someone's shadow over her, and she could hear Stephen's distinct giggle trying to be muffled.

"Two." She wanted to jump up and say "gotcha" to them, but decide to let them have their fun. She kept silent.

"Three...GET HER!" And she was tackled by 6 sets of fingers. Two of the sets tickled her stomach, underarms, and sides ruthlessly while the other pair held on to her shoulders, firmly pinning her to the bed.

Chants of "Wake up Mere!" echoed through the room. Laughter, hers and theirs filled her ears and she couldn't stop it. Whether it was their little fingers in her vulnerable spots or if it was her happiness that was making her laugh so much, she didn't know. All she knew was she felt like she was light and on air and she didn't want the feeling to stop.

But then it did.

"Boys! Are yall torturing Miss Mere!?"

Fingers halted on her body and Justin's grip on her shoulders disappeared. "NO ma'am!"

"Meredith are they?" She looked up and saw Grandma Timberlake leaning against the door frame, smiling at all of them.

She sat up a little against the headboard and nodded. "Yes ma'am. They tried to tickle me to death!"

Grandma Lake crossed her arms over her chest and cocked an eyebrow at them. "And who's idea was this."

Jonathan and Stephen pointed to Justin. "Nuh uh!" He said defiantly.

"UH HUH." They screamed back at him.

Jonathan started laughing as she talked. "Remember you were like. "pssstt Stevo, Jon wake up. Lets get mere.""

She watched Justin as he pouted and furrowed his brow, starting a fight with his little brothers. "Was not."

"Was too."

"WAS-"

Their grandma laughed and walked in the bedroom and pulled Jon and Stephen off the bed. "Come on you two, breakfast is in the kitchen."

"Did you make your muffins and biscuits?!" Jonathan asked excitedly.

"You know it."

"yay's" were shouted as the two young boys ran out the room. The older woman felt for the bed and cautiously sat down on it. Justin moved his legs under the covers so she wouldn't sit on them and he smiled at her.

"mornin' you two."

"Hey gamma."

Meredith sunk down under the covers a little more and smiled shyly. "G'morning."

"Now, just so you know I think your father and grandpa are taking all the kids somewhere this afternoon, It'll just be me and Lynn and Gina here if you two need some alone time." She reached out to Justin and patted his arm.

Meredith looked at Justin to see if he was thinking along the same lines at her. She didn't know what his grandmother was insinuating but she could feel the blood rushing to her face already, and she knew she was probably red as a tomato. "What?" he asked.

"Baby, don't play all innocent with me. I know you and your wife like to be alone. Its a newly wed thing."

Justin groaned and fell back on the bed, covering his face with his hands. "Grandma, you are embarrassing me."

"What?! Last time you were here-"

He laughed and she just turned a little on her side, hoping she wouldn't pry too much more into their private life. IT WAS private and even though she was family, his grandmother was one of the last persons she wanted to discuss their bed life with, hell just their love life, at the moment.

"I love you but I'm about to scream if you keep talking like that."

Justin uncovered his face as she stood up off the bed and ruffled his curls a little. "I love messin with you."

"You're so good at it." He winked at her and she smiled back at him.

"Alright, ill leave you two be for now. Breakfast is ready." And with that she left them alone.

By now Meredith was curled up on her side, her back to Justin, staring into the bathroom. She thought about what had happened in the bathroom the night before and goose bumps started floating against her skin. He had wanted her last night, badly. And she didn't think he knew how bad she wanted him. She wish she could have had him, or even just a little bit more than their heavy kiss, but she knew she couldn't.

His grandmothers words stuck with her and she hoped that maybe they would get some of that "alone " time. Whether it would be to make love, to nap together, or just talk.

She missed him, more than she think she showed.

"Mmmmm that smells so good. I'm hungry."

She sighed and wished he would curl up to her back or touch her or something. "Then go get breakfast."

"Nuh uh."

She shifted a little and looked over her shoulder at him. "Why not."

He moved from where he was lying on his back to on his side. He held his head in his hand and if he didn't have pajamas on he would be in a classic playboy pose. "Because I ain't goin out there without you."

She smiled and turned back away from him and mumbled. "I'm too comfy."

"Oh are ya."

There was mischief in his voice and she smiled, feeling warmth surge all over her body. "Yeah."

She heard the bed shift and felt movement behind her. And even though he wasn't touching her she could tell he got much closer to her.

"You smell good." His hand snuck over her side and to her stomach. He then proceeded to pull himself so that he was spooned up against her. She reached down to his hand and pulled it up to her chest and locked it with hers holding him against her like that.

"I need a shower."

"Maybe we can double up on that activity." He chuckled and she wiggled a little against him.

"You're a trouble maker."

He kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear. "And you love it."

She turned in his arms and looked at him. She studied him and realized he had missed her more than he had let on too. She leaned into him to kiss him and he let her, but just for a moment.

He pulled away and whispered, "Lets go get some breakfast."

She said ok and they both rolled out of bed. She fixed her appearance a little in the mirror that was above the dresser and then followed him out of their bedroom.

Before they got out in the hall he tugged on her hand and brought her into a hug.

He felt so good to her. His body was warm, and she felt so secure and so safe snuggled into his chest with her arms around him. "Meredith I'm really looking forward to spending the afternoon with you."

She pulled away, her eyes watering at his words. So maybe she was a little too emotional and sensitive but anything loving he said to her she cherished and it made her heart start to race and the urge to cry tears of joy. "Really?"

He laughed a little and bent down to pressed his lips into the top of her head. He squeezed her tightly against him and then let go. "Of course, angel. Now come on, I'm hungry."

And with that, he grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hallway.

She used her other free hand to secretly dab her eyes.

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That afternoon.

It had been a good day. No make that a great day. The house was quiet. His grandmother was taking a nap and his mom and aunt were out on the back porch doing something. Meredith had left as soon as they had come inside from their walk to get something to drink.

He had immediately gone to their bedroom and asked her to come back there when she finished her drink.

The rest of the family had gone into Memphis for the day and were going shopping or something. Justin had convinced Meredith to go on a walk with him and after being distracted by his grandmother and talking with her for an hour they had gotten coats on and went outside to explore the vast land of his grandparents yard.

His grandparents lived way out in the country and were surrounded by lots of woods and grassy areas. They had a vegetable garden and flower beds all other the place and tall oak trees shaded different parts of the yard.

They had set out, just strolling, her stopping to admire different things. He finally got bold enough to hold her hand as they walked. Titan, his grandparents old dog that they had had since he was about 10 trotted slowly behind them.

She didn't say much to him and he didn't expect her to. He knew she was upset with him, and she had every right to be, but he hoped somewhere deep inside her she understood his actions and his behavior and the reasons behind him not living with her at the moment. The few attempts at conversation dwindled out fast, but that was ok to him. HE was more happy that she was with him, holding his hand and spending time with him more than anything else.

And she looked beautiful that day. She was just wearing jeans and a long sleeve shirt, but she looked incredible. Bundled in a huge coat, the cold weather turned her cheeks and nose red, made her eyes water and sparkle. Her dark hair was down and straight and soft and he wanted to run his hands through it.

He groaned and fell back on the bed. Now just the look of her hair was making him want her.

He stared at the ceiling and smiled when he heard footsteps coming towards their bedroom. IT was in the far corner of the house, his grandma was asleep, and he would have heard the back porch door slam if his mom or Gina had come in, so he knew it was her...coming to him.

He turned his head towards the door when he heard it click shut. She had a mug of some steaming liquid with her as she walked towards him. He eyed her carefully as she set the drink on the nightstand and then sat down on the edge of the bed almost timidly.

He knew she wanted this. And no matter how much she tried to hide it he knew that she wanted to spend time with him. After knowing her for 8 years he had learned the things she did when she wanted him. She blushed more, she became clingy, she stuttered, and most of all she stared at him. She had done all these things during their walk.

So when he snuck his hand up the back of her shirt and felt her jump he didn't jerk his hand back and say sorry, instead he splayed his hand on her back and moved up over her bra strap and up to her neck where his hand reappeared, being slightly masked by her hair. He massaged her neck a little and she immediately relaxed and slouched.

When she started to move he thought that maybe he HAD done something wrong and he pulled his arm and hand out of her shirt and rejectedly put it on his stomach. But then he watched, almost mesmerized as her smile met his eyes. She pushed him so he slid back further on the bed and he moved as she wished. One of her legs raised over his waists and the next thing he knew she was straddling him, sitting firmly so that their hips were touching.

"Well, damn." He chuckled finding it hard to breathe.

She remained quiet and leaned down to kiss him.

His hands roamed down her back again and finally settled on her ass, keeping her firmly against him. HE groaned as her tongue slid against his. HE could tell she had been drinking hot chocolate. This truly was the most erotic thing he had experienced in so long. His body started to react and he pulled away, trying to catch his breath.

"M..meredith..."

"Hmmm..." She had nuzzled into his neck, wiggling against him and causing him to become even more aroused.

"Don't start this if we aren't going to finish. I can't take it."

He felt her lips and breath near his ear and she whispered in a voice that she saved for only him in only these moments. "You started it last night." Her lips kissed his ear and the next thing he knew she was sucking on the part of his flesh right below his ear.

She knew that was one of his spots.

He gulped.

"Bu-but you kissed me first." He grinned at her as her face appeared above him, her hair surrounding her face and brushing against his cheeks.

"Justin..."

She pressed her forehead into his and her brown eyes seemed to look straight inside of him, deep into the parts that only she could see, even some of the parts he was trying to hide from her. "I wan-need you..."

The words were groaned out of her mouth and he squeezed her where his hands were and couldn't control himself from pushing his hips into her. "Shittt."

She sat up, pressed down on him with her hips, making him crazy. Her hands reached to the bottom of her shirt and she pulled it over her head and placed it on the bed. "I missed you."

He smiled at her and winked. "You're a tease."

"What?"

He pouted and slid his hands around to her waist and looked up at her. "You know I love that bra. I gave you that bra."

"you did?"

He moved his hands over her slightly as he talked, around her back, to her stomach, down over her thighs that were tight against the jean material, and back around to her ass again. "mmmhmm. Remember, we were in the mall, I went into Champs, you went into Victoria's Secret, you took forever and I came in there all embarrassed and they were having their little sale thing 5 for 25 or something."

A smile graced her lips that he hadn't seen in a while. Her playful smile. "That's scary that you know that!"

He slapped her ass playfully. "Shush. And there was this black bra you wanted, but it wasn't on sale. Damn that thing was expensive too. But I bought it for ya anyway. And god does it look hella good on you."

"Well it's push up." She said matter of factly.

"I know. Makes your breasts even more beautiful than they are." He moved his hands up her stomach to where his thumbs were under her breasts and the rest of his hands were on the sides of her breasts pushing them even more together, giving her a little more boost of cleavage. When he did this her bra straps fell off her shoulders.

He could feel the blood pumping through his crotch now. He needed her, he needed her more than he had in a long, long time. He was trying not to be perverted, he was trying to be loving and he wanted this to last and be good since it had been such a long time since they had been together in such an intimate way. But the more she sat there the sexier she seemed to get, and more his male instinct to just take her seemed to control him.

Finally he moved his gaze from her chest and to her face. She was staring at him with desire. He licked his lips and closed his eyes in pleasure. "Take it off. Let me see you..."

"I didn't lock the door."

Suddenly he sat up, holding on to her hips and keeping her there, his lips locked on with hers and he heard her gasp in surprise at how fast his motions were. He pulled away sucking on her lower lip and smiled a classic smile letting her lip go. "Then go lock it sexy." He chucked when she rolled her eyes at him before she got off him and walked to the door.

She turned after she locked the door and locked eyes with him. He took his time pulling his shirt over his head. He had already unzipped his pants trying to help lessen some of the pressure on himself. She walked to him slowly once he had his shirt off, stopped before him and then leaned against him, her arms around his middle and her lips against his chest. He slowly moved his hands up her back trying to concentrate on the task at hand and not the feel of her tongue tracing patterns on his body.

But as soon as his hands reached the clasp of her bra they were brought back into reality. A scream, a door slamming, a scream again; a scream that sounded a lot like his name, and pounding footsteps.

"JUSTINNNNN!!"

Justin took a deep breath when he recognized the almost painful cry of his youngest brother. He felt her lips stop against his skin and he felt her breath hit his chest in a frustrated sigh. HE gripped the material of her bra, pulling it against her. He felt like he could growl, and he did. "Dammit all."

Seconds later there was pounding on their door, the knob was turned furiously, several times. With a annoyed, "give me a second Stevo" he pushed Meredith away from him, handed her her shirt and proceeded to pull his over his head and zip up his pants.

He walked to the door, flung it open and looked down at Stephen. "what?!"

But his pissed off attitude faded when he saw tears streaming Stephen's face. "What is it lil buddy?"

"THEY SAY I CANT GO CAMPING!"

Justin groaned and realized what exactly Stephen was upset about. "come here." With that Stephen clobbered him in a hug.

Justin looked over his shoulder back into the room. He wanted to mouth an "I'm sorry" to Meredith, but she wasn't anywhere to be seen.

His eyes scanned the large room and landed on the bathroom door, which was now...shut. Back Forward