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Winning the War	By : cowgirl65 Category: 1 through F > The Big Valley Views: 1709 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Walking down the street, Janie enjoyed the beautiful afternoon. The season was turning from summer to fall and the slightly cooler weather was a nice change. But her good mood vanished when she saw it. The words “Law Office” were painted on the wooden sign above the window Walt was working on and Janie’s heart sunk to the vicinity of her shoes. Jarrod was never far from her thoughts and the idea that a lawyer was hanging his shingle in Mineral Springs only served to remind her that Jarrod had offered to do the same to be with her, an offer that she’d turned down. She loved him with all her heart, but his home was in Stockton, not there. She just couldn’t see Jarrod living in a backwater like Mineral Springs.
Janie tried to push away her regrets as she walked stoically past the building. But she couldn’t help taking a glance at the window and seeing Walt give the gold lettering a final wipe stopped her in her tracks. It read ‘Jarrod Barkley, Attorney At Law’.
“Hey, Janie,” Walt greeted, but Janie barely heard him as she pushed open the door. Her heart stopped when the dark haired man turned from the bookshelf he was organizing and looked at her with those incredible blue eyes.
“Hello, Janie,” Jarrod said softly.
“What…?” she started as Jarrod came over to her. “Jarrod, what is this?”
Jarrod took her hand and grinned. “My new office. Do you like it?”
“But your office is in Stockton,” she protested, not quite comprehending.
“Well, yes,” he replied with a devilish glint in his eyes, “but you know how I like a challenge. I decided Mineral Springs would offer an exciting new opportunity.” He placed a hand under her chin and tilted her head so he could gaze directly into her eyes. “And I’m not really talking about the law.”
Janie shook her head. “Jarrod, I can’t let you do this for me.”
Jarrod steered her over to the chair behind the desk, sat down and pulled her into his lap. “Janie, I’m doing this for me,” he informed her. “I love you and I don’t intend on living without you by my side. You’re right, I do enjoy being a lawyer, but that doesn’t mean I need a big fancy office. It means having the opportunity to make sure everyone gets a fair shake and I think I can do that here just as well as Stockton or San Francisco.”
“I don’t know, Jarrod.” Janie felt a bit euphoric that Jarrod loved her enough to pull up and move to Mineral Springs, but she felt guilty as well. She was worried that Jarrod could resent her for having to change his life.
“Ahem.”
They both looked up to find Ben standing in the doorway with his rifle tucked under his arm.
“Papa, what’s wrong?” Janie asked, concerned. It wasn’t like her father to walk around town toting a gun.
He winked at Jarrod. “Just making sure you do right by this young man, honey,” he said, trying to look stern.
Janie, puzzled, looked at Jarrod, who was doing his best not to laugh.
“I understand you put poor Jarrod in quite the compromising position when you went visiting a couple weeks ago,” Ben continued gravely “And you know I don’t cotton to any sort of shenanigans.”
Janie was confused for a moment, but then realized what he was talking about. Her face grew warm as she remembered her view of Jarrod’s bare body and she pulled herself out of his arms to face him, mortified. “Jarrod, you didn’t tell him…”
Jarrod rose to his feet. “Janie, you should know by now that I will do whatever it takes to make I believe in happen. I believe in us, sweetheart, and if it takes your father’s shotgun to make you see it…” He shrugged and Janie found she couldn’t resist his endearing, hopeful smile. She looked from him to her father and back again to the man she loved with all her heart.
“Please say yes, Janie.” Jarrod wasn’t quite begging, but she could hear a pleading note in the tone of his voice.
Janie nodded and felt tears of happiness well up in her eyes. “Yes, Jarrod,” she finally answered. “With you and Papa working together, I wouldn’t stand a chance, even if I wanted to.” She threw herself into Jarrod’s arms and he held her tightly. “I love you, Jarrod. I’m so happy, I could just burst.” She smiled up at him and Jarrod bent his head down for a long, lingering kiss that they only broke off when Ben cleared his throat again.
“I was hoping we could delay the nuptials long enough for your family to get here, Jarrod,” he said with a twinkle in his eye, “but if you two keep this up, I’m going to have to march you off to the preacher’s right now.”
Jarrod chuckled and let Janie go. “What do you say, Janie? Can you control yourself for a few days?”
Janie pursed her lips in exasperation. “Jarrod!” she scolded him and cuffed him on the arm.
Jarrod just laughed again. “I don’t know, Ben. Do you think my virtue’s safe around her?”
Ben looked thoughtful, but only laughed when Janie fixed him with a warning glare. “I think you’ll be okay. Honey, you take as long as you need to plan whatever kind of wedding you want. I know your mother’s not around to help you, but I’m sure Victoria Barkley would be happy to. Isn’t that right, Jarrod?”
“Janie, she’d be thrilled,” Jarrod agreed. He kissed her softly on the cheek. “I hope you know how happy you’ve made me,” he told her softly and her smile shone back at him.
“As happy as you’ve made me?” she answered and then her smile turned impish. “Y’know, I think that detour sign was the best idea I’ve ever had.”
“You won’t be getting any argument from me,” Ben seconded.
“Scoot, both of you,” Jarrod told them after kissing Janie again briefly. “I have work to do.”
“You are coming over for dinner, Jarrod?” Janie asked.
Jarrod raised an eyebrow. “Is it safe?”
“You bought me the cookbook,” she reminded him and his dashing smile sent a tingle up her spine.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

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It was another beautiful autumn day when Jarrod Barkley and Janie Moore pledged their love to each other in front of Jarrod’s family and the entire town of Mineral Springs. Victoria and Silas arranged for a sumptuous wedding breakfast and after a multitude of toasts and well-wishes, Jarrod and Janie boarded the stage for a special run of the Mineral Springs stagecoach line that took them to Stockton and the Barkley private railcar for a honeymoon in San Francisco. Janie was suitably awed by the grandness of the Baldwin Hotel.
“Jarrod, this is too much,” she protested softly when she saw the lavishness of the honeymoon suite.
Jarrod swung her into his arms and carried her across the threshold. “Janie, I’ll have you know that the cost of this suite for the week isn’t much more than two rooms used to cost for a night at the Mineral Springs Hotel,” he told her with a rakish wink. Janie laughed, but Jarrod silenced her with a lingering kiss. “I think I’m entitled to do this now,” he murmured as he set her on the bed and trailed kisses along her jaw and down her neck. He shivered as her fingers unbuttoned his jacket and vest and then started on his shirt.
“And I think I’m entitled to look at you as long as I want,” she replied as she slipped them off his shoulders.
“Whenever you want, Janie,” Jarrod assured her as he pulled her over to lie beside him. “As long as I don’t have to avert my eyes, either.”
Jarrod enjoyed her touch on the bare skin of his chest and back as he slowly unbuttoned her dress. He took his time undressing her and let his lips and hands explore each bit of skin as he exposed it. Soon he had her lying on top the coverlet completely unclothed and didn’t try to hide the desire he felt. Janie flushed a bit under his passionate gaze.
“Jarrod, you know it’s not right for me to be lying here like this and you to still be having your pants on,” she informed him.
Jarrod chuckled, unfastened his trousers and pulled them off slowly before sitting to remove his socks.
“Oh, my,” Janie exclaimed. “I knew you were… I mean, when I saw you… but I never imagined…” She tried to look away but her eyes returned and Jarrod glanced down. There was definitely no way he could hide his desire for her now with his manhood standing at strict attention, even if he wanted to.
“I’m not ashamed of how much I want you, Janie,” he said as he let his hand trail across her breast and when he fondled it gently, it grew hard with her own wakening desire.
“I want you, too, Jarrod,” she breathed. “I want to be yours with all my heart. Your mother…” and she blushed again. “Your mother talked to me about our wedding night and I’m sure I can please you.”
The fact that his mother had talked to his bride about him in that way made Jarrod blush as well. He covered his embarrassment by lying beside her and gathering Janie into his arms. This time he didn’t hold back when he kissed her; it was passionate and demanding and Janie responded with all the fervour he could have hoped for. Her hands roamed over his back and buttocks as his wandered across her body to caress her inner thigh. Janie gasped when he brushed against her womanhood but didn’t pull away and Jarrod explored further. His fingers delved into her soft core and her breathing became erratic. He lavished Janie’s face and breasts with insistent kisses as he woke her body to desire and soon her hand grew brave enough to stroke his engorged maleness.
Jarrod groaned in pleasure and didn’t want to wait any longer. He positioned himself over top of her and looked intently into her eyes. “I want to be inside of you, Janie,” he said huskily. “I don’t want to hurt you, but…”
Janie pulled him down so his weight rested on her and raised her hips to press against him. “I know you don’t, Jarrod. I also know that you might have to for both of us to get what we want.” She brought her hands up to cup his face and kissed him hard. “Make love to me, Jarrod.”
Jarrod entered her welcoming flesh as slowly as he could. When Janie flinched and gasped, he stopped and held still. “There’s no rush, sweetheart,” he whispered as he kissed her gently. “We have all the time in the world.” Janie wrapped her arms around him, kissed him back and eventually he felt her relax. Jarrod started thrusting slowly, taking his cues from Janie’s reactions. The pleasure built inside him and Jarrod felt Janie respond as well. Her hips started to shift to match his and soon they were moving in rhythm, the intensity building until Janie’s fingers dug into his back. She cried out and her body tensed; then she relaxed and Jarrod sought his own release. When he came down from the height she’d taken him to, Jarrod brushed the damp hair off Janie’s face and kissed her before moving to hold her close. He’d won the war and the taste of victory didn’t come close to the sweetness of the woman he’d have in his arms forever.
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