Did we just kissed?

Laura

The moment I heard Jackson’s car leave the compound, I got up and peeped through the window. 

There was no reaction whatsoever on his face. He couldn’t care less about me. I stayed there and watched till he was completely out of sight before I got out of the room. 

After I walked away last night, I’ve been so scared to come out. Not like I was scared of him or anything. I was just too nervous to run into him. I didn’t want him exerting that control over me anymore. It would just make him feel more like the jerk that he is. 

I went into the kitchen, as my belly was holding on to straws already. I was terribly hungry and needed something in me. 

To my surprise, a tray was staring me in the eyes once I stepped into the kitchen. It was on the dinette and there was a freshly squeezed cup of juice beside it. 

Whoa… did he really cook for me? 

I thought to myself while a little smile found it’s way onto my lips and cheeks. 

“And it’s so delicious” I let out with a shocked but satisfied grin. 

The eggs were properly scrambled and the bed, toasted to a crunch. 

I made myself comfortable at the table and ate to my satisfaction. Jackson was a damn good chef. 

Once I was done, I looked around and saw there was nothing to do. All chores had been fixed. 

“Who exactly are you Jackson?” I muttered to myself. 

All what I was seeing was making to start question my judgement. Is he really a jerk if he’s this thoughtful and intentional? 

Still I wasn’t ready to be held bound to a man with so much control over me. Do I like him? Yes. 

Do I want him? Hell yeah! I want that man all over and in me, wrapped around me!

I didn’t know when a laugh forced its way out of my throat. 

I laughed again and then went upstairs. 

To stay in control, and be sane, I needed to be in my own space. Jackson did say I could have the part lent beside the house. It was empty and big enough to house me and my thoughts. 

One by one, I started to pack my things and then moved them into the place. 

The house was a bit disorganized though, but it wasn’t what I and Laurette could handle. 

“Whoa, this is some work you have going there!” Laurette exclaimed the moment she answered on FaceTime and I showed her around the room. 

“I know right, I don’t even know where to start.” I replied. 

“And you don’t want to ask Jackson for help. I mean he could even get someone to do it. Tell me why you’re going through this stress again?” She quizzed, curving her mouth in a ball.

“I need to stay in control. I can’t be in the same space with him, babe.”

“He made me breakfast and I almost melted while eating it. I couldn’t stop imagining his face.” I stopped when she suddenly burst into laughter. 

“Wait, you were imagining sitting on his lap, watching him feed you bits by bits and then he slowly grabs your neck sand pushes his tongue down your throat…”

“Oh my goodness! L!!” I exclaimed while she laughed even more and louder. 

“Ohh please, tell me you weren’t just imagining it! I know you said you don’t want him having all the control over you but sorry to burst your bubble but he already does. You love this guy, Laura. You really do.” She let out and every of her words were right. 

I was really in love with Jackson. I e always been in love with him. 

“Whatever! That’s more reason why I’m moving in here. I’m not going to beg a man to love me back or want me.”

“Uhn uhn… we don’t do that here! Men chase after us and that’s it! We are the f*cking prize!” She cut in sharply while I chuckled.

“Languageeee…” I said slowly while she smirked again. 

“Sorry, mommy… that's why you're over there moping over a man you should have worked and have wrapped around your finger tips…” she let out and I rolled my eyes playfully. 

She wasn't being harsh. She was just being herself. Laurette has akways been wide. All what she said was what she woukd have done…

“Okay, enough of the man talk. Lets get to work, where do you want to start?”

“Lets start with the room. Get your things arranged in the closet then we move to arranging the bedroom.” she let out. 

We followed her arrangement and in what seemed like no time, I was already done with everything. 

I crashed into the sofa heavily, panting and trying to catch my breath. 

“I'm so tired, L. I could use a long sleep…” 

“Sleep?” Laurette snapped and laughed. 

“Have you forgotten that you have a date in two hours? You look like a mess right now and need a lot of makeover.” my eyes immediately widened in shock as I remembered I truly had a date. I had forgotten all about Andrew. 

“Do you think I should cancel? I'm tired and need some sleep.” I let out. 

“No, you shouldn't and you're not. You need to put yourself out there and stop being so caged up. Explore and enjoy. Remember what I always tell you. You only live once.” she pressed further. 

“So get in the bathroom now, take a long shower and call me so we can do your makeup and make sure you look your best for  your date.” we hung up after that. 

I had less than two hours now. 

I went into the bathroom sluggishly and hopped under the shower, allowing the water to wash off over me till all thoughts of Jackson had been pushed out of my thoughts.

I stood in the middle of the closet and scanned around the place. I needed a very sexy outfit. I wasn’t looking to impress Andrew though. Jackson was my target. 

I wanted him to see me in my sexy body and look me in the eyes like he had stared at his girlfriend like she was a snack. I wanted that feeling too and the only way to get it was to make him have a feel of me.

“The red one is perfect.” Laurette said and I dropped the other two white ones. 

“Now let’s fix your makeup. We wouldn’t be going through this now if you had just been more focused when you were still at home. You thought you would never need it but guess who is desperate to let a man see her looking sexy now?” She let out while I smiled. 

“Forgive me oh great one.” I teased her. 

We started with prepping my face and I never even knew I had that much makeup products in my box. Laurette had packed more than I needed. She practically did the whole thing and I was just her hand. She would tell me which product to use, where and how to apply it. 

It wasn’t easy as I wasn’t used to it but by the time we were done, I was totally mesmerized. I looked like a goddess that just popped out of a fantasy world.

“Wow…” I let out in utter surprise.

“I know right. I’m that good. Feel free to let your date know I styled you.” She let out and we both laughed. 

“Thanks L.” She hung up after that while I finished up with the rest. 

I just had to pack my hair in a rough bun which complimented my dress and face perfectly. 

Jackson’s car pulled in just then and my heart forgot how to beat for a second. 

I started feeling nervous again but once I looked in the mirror, it all stopped. 

I was looking too good and sexy to be nervous. If anyone should, it should be him. He’s about to witness a goddess in real time. 

I smiled at the confident girl in the mirror and then slowly got up. 

I slid into my heels, picked up my purse and made for the door. 

My phone buzzed just then. It was Andrew. He was already on his way and ten minutes out. 

Elegantly, I made my way for the house and pushed the doorbell. 

Two seconds later, the door opened and there was Jackson. Looking sexy and breathtaking as usual but this time, he was lost in my eyes. 

He stared intently and I just stood there and let him take in all the sexiness. 

“Hi Jackson…” I finally said with a confident smile but he didn’t answer. He was stil lost. 

It made my insides crack with deep satisfaction. I felt like jumping for you. 

It worked. Jackson was hooked up on my charm!

I stepped forward slowly and then whispered in his mouth. 

“Hi Jackson.” He jerked immediately and his lips brushed past mine very lightly. 

“Oh I’m sorry about that…”

My insides were on fire right there.

Did we f*cking just kissed?!!