Jennifer turned her head to look into John's eyes. She then leaned into him slightly and kissed him, not on the cheek but fully on the lips. It was a warm and sensual kiss. John's stomach once again felt like it had dropped to the bottom of his feet. His mind was racing with thoughts he shouldn't be having. He then thought that Michael had committed a sin that outweighed any amount of kissing he might do. Then his more rational side kicked in warning not to take advantage at this time. He knew in his heart that if he was ever to have a chance at her real affection, he needed it not to be in revenge for something Michael had done wrong. He didn't want it to only be Jennifer's act of revenge. They stopped kissing and were staring intently into each other's eyes, both slightly out of breath. He reached up and pulled her hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. He then kissed her lips again, a long sensual kiss. For one moment, as it had before when they kissed in front of the hotel in Rome, the world ceased to exist around them. And then it returned as he stopped kissing her. She kept staring at him. Their faces only inches apart, John felt her warm breath on his face, it was intoxicating. He felt as if his head would explode, finding it hard to breathe again.
John was looking deeply into her eyes she could feel his warm breath on her face. She felt light headed as if she would faint. She knew what she was doing was wrong but she couldn't help it. She knew that this wasn't because of what Michael had done because she had really cared for John before she knew of Michael's infidelity. She wanted his affection more than she had wanted anything in a very long time. She could not remember when Michael or for that matter any other man had made her feel this great. It scared her and excited her at the same time.
John turned his gaze from her and looked at the scene in front of them. "I'm sorry to confuse you. I couldn't help myself. I'm supposed to be here for you, not confusing you more. Please forgive me."
He had said the words she didn't want to hear. Somewhere deep down inside a small portion of her agreed with it but that didn't make it any easier to hear. If she and Michael were to ever get past this point, she couldn't add to the problem. "Thanks John, that's very sensitive of you. I can't help feeling an attraction for you. I think I felt it the first night we met at the house for dinner. At first I thought it was because I felt as if we had been friends for a very long time. But the other night after we walked the streets of Rome, in front of the hotel, I felt more, much more. I'm confused now; I don't know what I'm feeling. Inside I have so much anger, sadness and betrayal. Then there is this feeling I have for you, I'm not sure what's going on."