They made love all morning and, hours later, they lay together naked side by side, anchored together with Monty inside Clover, her leg draped over his hip. They were staring into each other's eyes, neither quite believing what had finally happened between them.
"I have to go to work," Monty announced with a sigh.
"Nooooooooooooooooooo," Clover moaned, but he gently and slowly pulled himself out of her and he sat up on the bed. She looked at the clock - it was after two in the afternoon. "Oh, all right," she sighed.
He gave her a kiss before getting off the bed. He looked at her lying naked on the mattress. "You look great," he grinned.
"Thanks," she said with a laugh. "I feel great."
"I'll be back later," Monty promised as he gathered his clothes from the floor. "Everything okay?"
"Crimson and Clover," she smiled.
Monty nodded in agreement and, still naked, headed for his bedroom.
Clover waited up for Monty to come home from his shift. She was standing naked with the refrigerator door open when he came through the kitchen door.
"Well, hello there," Monty grinned, happy to see her in such a posture.
"Are you hungry?" She smirked.
"Let's go to bed," Monty replied, lifting his eyebrows.
"Which bedroom?" She wanted to know.
"Your bed is bigger," Monty smiled.
She took him by the hand and led him up the stairs and into her room. She lay on the bed and watched him undress and then he flopped down on the bed next to her.
"What are we going to do about this?" She asked with concern.
"About us being a couple," she worried. "People in the family are going to flip out."
"It's none of their business," Monty reasoned, giving her a kiss.
"So, are we going to hide this?" Clover asked.
"I've been hiding it for nearly twenty years," Monty admitted, kissing her again.
"Monty," she said with a happy voice. "You've always been the right one."
He moved closer to her and hugged her tight, feeling the warmth of her naked body against his. He kissed her and she kissed him back. Clover rolled on top of him, pressing herself against him as they kissed.
"Monty," Clover whispered into his mouth.
"Clover," he purred, still kissing her.
"I so want this."
"Good, because I'm never letting you get away again."
They made love and then cuddled together until they fell asleep.
They awoke in the morning, still snuggled together.
"I suppose this house is big enough for the two of us," Clover said lightly.
He kissed her on the forehead in response.
"Do you think this is what Aunt Trinity and the Priest could have had if had been meant to be?" She asked.
"Yes," Monty answered with certainty.
"And do you think we'd be running Crimson's together if you hadn't joined the Army and I hadn't chosen Jason?"
"Yes," he said knowingly. "We would have renamed it Crimson and Clover."
"I would have liked that," she smiled, cuddling close to him.
"We'll make do with what we have," Monty said.
"Because we're still Crimson and Clover," she smiled.
"Always," he agreed.