| Justin got up and got the den ready with items he found in herbathroom and bedroom.
                                    He set up the floor and couch area. Then he
 went to the TV to check and see if the channels were finally
 working. They
                                    all were still static and fuzzy. He then remembered
 her showing him how to work her old vcr and he went through the
 video
                                    tapes she had on a shelf. He grabbed a couple and played then
 to see what was on them. One was a movie. Then the next two
                                    were
 music videos. The last one had some songs from *NSYNC. He pushed
 pause on the remote and looked around to see if
                                    the den was
 finished. He smiled and pushed play as he wondered if he was a fast
 learner.
 
 Irish finally finished
                                    cleaning the kitchen, living room, and
 bedroom. She found her old weather radio and put some fresh
 batteries in and
                                    tuned on. The automatic announcement report, stated
 that the blizzard knocked lost of lines in the surrounded area of
 the
                                    ski resort, the lines varied in different areas. Irish made a
 mental note and agreed. Her phone line and the TV channels
                                    were out.
 Thank goodness her electricity was still working and the pipes
 didn't freeze.
 
 Feeling tired she turned
                                    off the all the lights except the stove
 light and wearily headed toward the bedroom, when she heard Justin
 in the hallway.
                                    "Irish?! Can you come to bathroom? There seems to be
 a problem." Irish sighed and headed to the bathroom door and opened
 it.
                                    What she saw made her gasp.
 
 There was the tub decorated in lavender scented candles and the glow
 gave off a warm
                                    feeling peace and serenity. She choked on her voice
 as she tried to speak."W-What seems to be the problem?"
 
 Justin
                                    stepped from the shadow to walk up behind her and turn her to
 face him. "The problem is that you needed to be in that warm,
 relaxing
                                    tub twenty minutes ago." He smiled as he slowly unbuttoned
 her shirt and took off her sweats.
 
 Silently, Irish gave
                                    in and let Justin take off her clothes. Justin
 became concerned at how quiet she was and thought she was
 angry. "Irish,
                                    are you okay?" "MMM-huh." Was all she muffle as
 Justin completely stripped her down and helped her into the tub. He
 eased
                                    her head back and started to wash it with the pear shampoo and
 conditioner that was in the closet. He gently washed it
                                    as he heard
 a soft sigh. He looked at the candlelight reflect off of her face
 and saw a smile.
 
 He smiled at the
                                    fact it made her day. He finished washing her hair,
 when she began to speak. "Thank you, Justin. You didn't have to do
 this."
                                    Justin started to wash her arms and legs. "You saved me. Now,
 I want to repay you." He shrugged, even though she couldn't
                                    see him.
 He gently caressed the plush bath sponge on her feet and, then used
 a scrub to wash her back. "Okay, my time
                                    is up." Says as he gets up
 and turned on the light. Irish opened her eyes and sat up a
 bit. "What? That's it? Why?"
                                    Justin laughed a bit as he headed for
 the door and opened it. "I have to leave the room. There is more.
 And because,
                                    there are places I am not allowed to bathe, if you
 catch my drift."
 
 Justin softly smiled as he blushed, still keeping
                                    his back to
 her. "Take your time. And your big towel to dry off with is right
 next to your robe." He said before leaving.
                                    Irish stared at the
 door, before she hurried to finish her bath. She wondered what else
 he had planned.
 
 She had
                                    finished up, then got out and drained the tub. She blew out
 the candles and dried off. She wrapped her hair up and slipped
                                    on
 the robe and her slippers. She opened the door and went looking for
 Justin. She searched, until she saw the den was
                                    dimly lit. Walking
 in, she saw Justin sitting on the couch waiting for her. He stood up
 and led her to the couch to
                                    lie down and began to give her a full
 body massage.
 
 He lightly massage her back, legs, shoulders and head. "Justin,
                                    this
 was wonderful. Thank you for this day. I won't ever forget it." He
 smiled and pulled her to sit up on the couch
                                    while he massage her
 feet, then he soaked them in a foot spa she had, while he massaged
 her hands slowly. "I hope you
                                    never forget. But there is one more
 thing."
 
 Irish looked up from watching him massage her hand. "What, could you
 do
                                    to top this?" Justin smiled and stopped massaging her left-hand,
 to push play on the VCR. There played a music video as
                                    Justin
 resumed to massage her left hand and began to sing along with the
 tape.
 
 (A/n: I know there isn't a video
                                    for this song, but its fan-fiction.
 so I can make-believe there was one.)
 
 Yeah yeah yeah
 Oh
 Ooh
 
 I don't
                                    know how
 I don't know why
 But girl it seems
 You've touched my life
 You're in my dreams
 You're in my heart
 I'm
                                    not myself
 When we're apart
 
 Justin sung to Irish as she focused on his face. She wasn't sleepy
 anymore as his
                                    singing, made her hang on every word that floated
 from his lips.
 
 
 Something strange has come over me
 A raging
                                    wind across my seas
 And girl you know that your eyes are to blame
 And what am I supposed to do?
 (Supposed to do?)
 If
                                    I can't get over you
 (Get over you)
 And come to find that you don't feel the same
 
 
 Without missing a beat,
                                    he finished her left hand and moved to her
 right hand and massaged that one as he continued to sing.
 
 
 'Cause
                                    I'm falling, falling
 Girl I'm falling for you
 And I pray you're falling too
 I've been falling, falling
 Ever since
                                    the moment
 I laid eyes on you
 
 I've been falling falling, falling falling, falling
 When I laid eyes on you
 I've
                                    been falling falling, falling falling, falling
 Yeah
 
 Through the dimly lit room, she watched how Justin's eyes sparkled.
 Irish
                                    could feel his strong hands kneading into hers. He took care
 of each finger and caressed her knuckles. She even noticed
                                    that he
 lingered some when he massaged her palm.
 
 
 
 I lose my step
 I lose my ground
 I lose myself
 When
                                    you're around
 I'm holding on
 For my life
 To keep from drowning
 In your eyes
 
 
 Justin finished her right
                                    hand and set it in her lap and moved up to
 sit next to her. He took her face in his hands and made sure she
 heard the
                                    next lines.
 
 Girl what have you done to me?
 (Yeah, yeah)
 To make me fall so desperately?
 To think that I don't
                                    even know your name
 (No, no)
 And how am I supposed to live?
 (Supposed to live?)
 If I can't get over this?
 (Get
                                    over this)
 And you decide that you don't feel the same
 (Yeah)
 
 'Cause I'm falling, falling
 Girl I'm falling
                                    for you
 And I pray you're falling too
 I've been falling, falling
 
 
 Irish's eyes never left his face as she
                                    tried to remember this
 moment, by recording it in her memory.
 
 Falling
 Will you stay or will you go?
 Heaven
 Heaven
                                    knows what my future holds
 Questions
 Questions linger on my mind
 Daybreak
 From daybreak to dark of night
 I'm
                                    falling
 I don't know what's come over me
 
 Can't you see that I'm falling, falling
 Girl I'm falling for you
 And
                                    I pray you're falling too
 (Yeah, yeah)
 Falling, falling
 (Girl I'm falling, falling)
 Ever since the moment
 I
                                    laid eyes on you
 Oh
 I'm falling...
 
 ~falling-sung by *nsync~
 
 
 Justin didn't care at that moment about
                                    his past or what may happen
 when or if he gets his memory back in the future. The only thing
 that matter was the present
                                    with her. He leaned in to kiss her
 softly as he utter the last line, looking deep in her eyes as their
 lips connected.
 
 The
                                    tape moved on to the next video as the kissing started to heat
 up. Justin grabbed her arms gently as he pulled them both
                                    up.
 
 
 Standing up, the kissing continued and hands went everywhere. His
 all over her and her all over him. In
                                    one swift moment, he lifted
 her in his arms and took her to the bedroom.
 
 Their lips never left each others. As he
                                    kicked the door opened and
 laid her on the bed they both stripped the other quickly as she
 stopped him.
 
 "Justin.
                                    Are you sure? I mean you aren't a virgin. You had have sex
 before. You just don't remember right now. And I'm not one either.
 But
                                    I refuse to do this if you end up feeling bad later or now."
 Justin reached out to her face and caressed it. "Do you care
                                    about
 me?" He asked in a husky voice. "Yes." "Do want me?" He caressed
 her shoulders. "Yes." She closed her eyes and
                                    melted with each
 touch. "Do you need me close as I need you?"
 
 
 He reached over and grabbed a condom he had out
                                    and ready, which he
 found deep in his bag. He tore open the wrapper and slip it on as he
 waited for her answer. Irish
                                    sat quietly before speaking. "You need
 me?" She asked in disbelief. "Yes. I feel a connection with you. Not
 only cause
                                    you saved me. But for the past few days we have been
 holed up in your home from a blizzard. And it made us bond faster.
                                    I
 knew from the first kiss." He smiled at her. Irish touched his right
 hand with her left hand and grinned. "I felt
                                    the same. I need you,
 too." She said as they kissed once more.
 
 Justin laid her down as they started to kiss deeper.
                                    He kissed her
 all over her body as he listen to her seductive moans. Each moan
 made his manhood grow, until he instantly
                                    knew he was ready.
 
 He was about to enter inside her, when Irish rolled over with him.
 She ended up on top of him
                                    and she helped guide him inside of her
 body.
 
 "Don't worry. I'll take care of you." She said as she began to move
 her
                                    body on top of his. He softly smiled as they both felt desire
 and warm feelings tingle through out their body, trying to
                                    connect.
 The energy flowed from him to her and vice versa.
 
 
 Justin's hands freely roamed upwards on her body.
                                    He wanted to
 preserve the feel of her skin, her breasts, her lips, her butt. He
 wished
 right then that he could love
                                    her forever, instead of just the
 moment in time they have now.
 
 Was he so wrong to wish that the storm would last
                                    a bit longer. Like
 eternity. Justin reached out to touch her hair and ran his fingers
 through it and silently tried
                                    to fight the tears that push against
 his eyes.
 
 Irish could feel their bodies starting to explode as she knew it
                                    was
 almost over. She knew that thought could be explained in many ways.
 The thought tugged hard at her heart. They both
                                    cried out loud as
 they felt they were about to climax. Justin pulled himself up as he
 held onto her. They moaned and
                                    groaned loud as they sat up enjoying
 the sensation.
 
 
 Once they last sound uttered from their lips, Justin pulled
                                    her
 into a passionate kiss and gently laid her down. He reached down and
 pulled himself out of her and felt her breathe
                                    against his lips. He
 stopped to get up and go to the bathroom. He cleaned himself up and
 walked out to see her waiting.
                                    She walked in and cleaned herself up.
 
 
 He went back to bed and saw she put fresh sheets one the bed and
 softer
                                    pillows to make sure he slept comfortable. He eased in bed as
 she went to grab her gown. Justin stopped her and tugged
                                    her hand.
 She went to him as he held the covers open for her. She noticed he
 was still nude and figured that he wanted
                                    them to be skin on skin.
 She climbed in bed and snuggled with him. As they drifted off to
 sleep, Irish started to mumble.
 
 "Justin,
                                    I'm falling...."
 
 He bitter sweetly smiled as he held her tightly and silently cried
 until he fell asleep.
 
 
 
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