She closed her book softly and put it down. She put her
arms around me.
'Oliver, will you please make love to me?'
It all happened at once. It was all so unhurried, soft and
gentle. And 7 was gentle too. Was this the real Oliver Barrett
the Fourth?
'Hey, Oliver, did I ever tell you that I love you?' said Jenny
finally.
'No, Jen.' I kissed her neck