It was almost an hour later and she could still hear them talking. Liz had tried not to snoop. Tried not to run her fingers and eyes over everything in the house that may have given some clues into what Ressler had actually gone through as a child.

She couldn't believe he had opened up this part of himself to her. It made her appreciate. And scared.

Whatever was happening between them was happening fast. And even though she wanted it. Craved it. She didn't want to push the envelope too hard.

She found herself wandering upstairs and hoped Ressler wouldn't mind. She went into the first room off the stairs and immediately knew it was Ressler's growing up. It was meant for a little boy with a big bay window and a narrow closet that could act as a fortress if needed.

She ran her hands over the window pane and turned around suddenly when she heard footsteps.

"Ressler… I hope you don't mind." She said apologetically. "This house is just so beautiful... I wanted to see the rest of it …."

"Liz… it's fine. I wouldn't have brought you here if I didn't want you to see it."

He walked over to her and looked out onto the rolling hills from the bay window.

"This was my room growing up." He said, looking out across the property. "My brother and I used to imagine we were explorers and just get lost out there all day."

He paused.

"I always imagined one day I'd bring my kids back here on weekends or holidays and watch them doing the same thing."

He sighed heavily and turned his body, looking around the room.

"I couldn't keep the original furniture obviously, so I had it staged recently with some items that may appeal to buyers."

She looked over at some of the antiques and smirked.

"Come on Ressler… I know how much you adore that Victorian style bed."

He laughed and turned around to look her in the eyes. His face becoming more serious.

"I hope it's okay… that I brought you here." He said softly. "I was nervous it would be too much. I don't normally… I've never brought anyone here. "

She read between his words and understood what he was saying. He wasn't used to sharing this part of his life with anyone… not even Audrey.

She stepped closer to him. Their faces a few inches apart.

"I'm honored, Ressler." She said in a whisper.

He bent over slowly and kissed her. His lips barely touching hers, but the spark as strong as ever. He hadn't kissed her in almost two weeks. Not since the first night they shared. And he realized in this instant how much he had missed it. How much he had missed her.

He pulled away slightly and opened his mouth to speak.

"I couldn't do it." He said softly as he stared into her eyes.

Liz didn't understand. "Couldn't do what?"

Ressler hesitated, chewing on his bottom lip. "I couldn't sign the paperwork to accept the offer. That's why I came here. A young couple had put in a full-price, cash offer a few days ago. I came here today to sign the paperwork to make it official."

He looked down at her lips and back up to her eyes. "I think that's why I brought you here. To silently talk me out of it."

Liz backed away from his slightly, still not understanding. "Ressler…"

"I want this, Liz. With you." He said slowly, trying to ease his way into his feelings. "This house…. This house has so many bad memories but it also has so many good ones. Memories that I always imagined sharing with my wife, my kids…. My family."

Ressler saw her eyes get big and thought about stopping before it was too late. But he couldn't. He needed her to know.

"I know things are moving fast, Liz. I know we just started into whatever this thing is between us. But I see it, Liz. I see you and me. Together." He stopped abruptly and continued to look over at her, trying to read her expression.

"I know this is a lot and I know you're probably not ready for all of this… But…"

His voice stopped suddenly when he saw her fly across the room, closing the space between them. Her lips devouring his and pushing him back towards the window where they were just standing. She continued kissing him, her hands framing his face.

He felt her fingers move up into his hair, softly massaging and sending his nerves into a scatter. He deepened the kiss and pulled her closer to him, their bodies tightly pressed against one another. Ressler moaned softly as his hands softly roamed her body.

She pulled away suddenly and opened her eyes slowly to look at him.

"Ressler…. I love you." She said softly. "I'm in love with you... I have been for so much longer than I wanted to admit."

She kissed him again, this time with as much passion as she could muster. She felt him respond instantly and felt her shirt being pulled over her head and her bra unclasped.

He lowered her down onto the plush rug and felt the soft fibers envelop her bare back. He peeled off her pants and underwear and stopped in his tracks as his eyes roamed her naked body.

She watched as his gaze went from her bare breasts and hovered over her core. Liz had never felt more vulnerable. He was examining her inch by inch. Taking in every single detail about her. She realized in that moment that their previous love making had been at night. In dimly lit rooms. This was the first time he was truly seeing her.

His eyes finally made their way to hers. She tried to read the expression on his face but she couldn't.

He opened his mouth to speak and then hesitated before finding the nerve again.

"I'm not sure what I did to ever deserve you Elizabeth Keen."

She watched him eyes close as he spoke softly back to her.

"I love you Liz. More than you will ever know."

He watched her eyes get bigger at his declaration and bent down to kiss her again.

Liz closed her eyes, kissing him back, reveling his touch. This man. This man whom she had fought off for so long had made her way into her heart. And she was afraid there would be no way to rid herself of him. She didn't want to.

She tore his shirt off and pushed his pants and boxers off of him. She softly held his face between her hands as her lips found their way to his ear.

"Make love to me, Ressler."

He hesitated. "Liz, I didn't bring any…."

She cut him off with a kiss before he could complete his sentence.

"Ressler, don't you understand?" She said as she laid down on the rug looking back at him.

"I want all of you."

She watched the hunger return to his face as he leaned over her body, kissing her fiercely and entered her with one thrust.

She moaned loudly and bit down on his lip as he moved in and out of her. Her body was close already and she had to reign her emotions back so she could make it last.

She loved the way he felt inside of her and she made sure to let him know it. She wrapped her legs around him and begged him to send her over the edge.

"Ressler… ", she moaned. "God, Ressler, please."

She felt his body shiver as his pace fastened and he bent down to whisper in her ear.

"Tell me, Liz." He said heatedly. "Say it."

"Come inside of me, Ressler." She yelled as she felt her body start to tingle as he plunged himself harder and deeper inside of her.

"Ressler…." She screamed again as she lost control and felt herself buck underneath of him.

Ressler lost himself in the feeling of his partner and soon joined her. She felt him fill her as his body shook and she watched his eyes never leave hers as he came down from the sensation.

She reached up to kiss him softly on the lips as they both continued to catch their breath.

When she pulled away, his eyes got soft.

"Liz, I promise that I will never hurt you. I need you to know that."

"I do." She said softly.

He nodded and smiled back down at her. "Well…. We have the whole weekend to christen this house." He said as a smirk rose upon his face. "You up for it?"

She rolled him over, straddling him. "Yes, Ressler. I think I am."