JacksonI was completely lost in those beautiful eyes of hers.Laura.She was standing in front of me, looking so beautiful that I felt like eating her up right there. Looking deeper into her eyes, I saw ice cream and I wanted some. “Hi Jackson…” I suddenly heard faintly in my head. It was sudden, and I jerked forward a bit, causing my lips to lightly brush over hers. I caught the smile on her face when that happened, and it made me relax a bit. At least, I know I wasn’t the only one affected by the tension between us. It was getting to her too. “I’m so sorry please, I didn’t mean for that to happen.” I quickly apologized while she smiled and oh my God, that beautiful smile made my head turn in all directions. “You look beautiful.” I just had to say it and seeing her try hard to stop herself from blushing was more than enough satisfaction.“Thanks Jackson.”“I moved into the apartment today. I figured you would need your space and I didn’t want to be the one robbing you of that.” S
JacksonI went to bed with thoughts of Laura flooding my head. I forced myself to bed when imaginations wouldn’t stop forming in my head. I went to bed with her face and name, the last one on my mind, and I woke up to the same thing. I had to force myself to focus on other things, and thankfully, the meeting I had was the perfect solution. Once I remembered what I stood to gain and what was at stake, I braced up and shuffled my thoughts…I adjusted my cufflinks as I stepped into the glass-walled conference room, my focus locked on the investors waiting for me… until I saw him. John Reynolds. My stomach clenched. Of all the people I expected to see here, Lisa’s father wasn’t one of them. The last time we spoke was before Lisa ended things… it was even quite a while before then. Back then, we were civil, even friendly.l despite the fact that neither of us knew any of us was existing. It was Lisa who introduced us shortly after we started dating. It was one of those times when she
JacksonI leaned against the door, rubbing the back of my neck as I tried to shake the image of Laura from my mind. The way the water glistened on her skin. The way her hair clung to her back, sleek and damp. The way her legs moved, smooth and effortless, as she stepped onto the pool deck… Damn it. I exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down my face. I needed a distraction before my thoughts spiraled into dangerous territory. And as if the universe had heard me, my phone rang. I glanced at the screen. Arlene. My heart softened instantly. I swiped to answer. “Hey, princess.” “Daddy!” Her voice was full of excitement, that familiar warmth wrapping around me like a safety net. I smiled, the tension in my chest loosening. “You sound happy. What’s got you in such a good mood?” “I just wanted to talk to you,” she said, a slight pout in her voice. “I miss you.” That hit me right in the gut. “I miss you too, baby.” I sank onto the couch, my earlier frustration melting away. “
Jackson I pulled into the parking lot of Plato Bar, gripping the steering wheel as I stared at the neon-lit entrance. The place was alive, pulsing with music even from outside. Seeing the line forming near the entrance, with people eager to get inside, I felt like turning the car around and going home. But then I thought about what was waiting for me back home. Laura. The forbidden, off-limits temptation I wasn’t supposed to touch. And after that pool scene, I don’t think going back home was the best. I’d end up thinking about her again and that’s dangerous. This, though, was just a mystery woman trying to play games, and maybe a little game wasn’t that bad. Tonight, I’d just have fun regardless of the outcome. With that, I stepped out of the car and walked inside. The moment I crossed the entrance, I was hit with a wall of energy. Music blasted through the speakers, deep bass vibrating through the floors. Neon lights flashed everywhere while bodies pressed together on the
LauraI stretched across my bed, my phone pressed against my ear, listening to Laurette’s impatient sigh. “Well?” she demanded. “I’ve been waiting. Spill the details, woman. How was your date?” I smiled to myself, tracing the patterns on my bedspread. “It was… really nice.” A loud gasp came from the other end. “Wait, what? You actually liked it?” I laughed. “I know, I know. Shocking, right? But yeah, I did. Andrew, he’s…” I paused, trying to find the right words. “He’s thoughtful. He was so patient, so attentive. He listened to me, Laurette. Like, actually listened. He asked about my work, my favorite places to travel, the little things I like to do when I’m alone. And he remembered everything I said. It was… different.” Laurette squealed. “Oh my God! I told you! I knew you’d like him!” I sighed, shaking my head. “It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I was only doing this to make Jackson jealous.” She snorted. “Well, jokes on you, because now you are the one catching feel
LauraI stood in front of my closet, hands on my hips, determined. The class field trip was finally over and Arlene was coming home, so I decided to make her a surprise dinner, but if I was being brutally honest, my excitement wasn’t just about her. It was about him. Jackson. I wasn’t going to let things happen by chance anymore. I want his attention. I wanted to see that flicker in his eyes, that moment when he would notice me, really notice me, and couldn’t look away. Of course, Laurette had advised me to forget about him and give Andrew a chance, but then, I still wanted to be seen by Jackson. And forthat to happen, I needed the perfect outfit. I skimmed through my wardrobe, tossing aside casual sweaters and simple dresses. No, tonight wasn’t about casual. Tonight was about making an impression. Then, my fingers brushed against it, a deep red, form-fitting dress with thin straps and a low-cut back. Bold. Sensual. Tempting.Perfect. I smirked to myself as I slipped it on
LauraDinner was going really nicely. The food, the laughter, the easy flow of conversation, all made it feel so good. But the moment Andrew turned to me with that his sweet smile, I knew something was coming. “Hey,” he said, leaning closer, his voice dipping into a softer tone, meant just for me. “I never got the chance to properly thank you for the other night.” I raised an eyebrow, sipping my wine. “Thank me?” He smirked. “For the date. For actually giving me a chance,” he retorted, but before I could say anything, Arlene beamed from across the couch. “It went well, right?!” She turned to me, her excitement bubbling over. “Didn’t I tell you? Andrew’s the sweetest guy ever.” I forced a small smile. “It was nice.” Andrew placed a hand on my thigh under the table, his thumb brushing the fabric of my dress. Casual, but intentional. “Nice? That’s all I get?” I tensed slightly, but before I could shift away, Arlene gasped dramatically. “Oh my God, I have an idea!” I looked
JacksonFrom the moment Laura stepped into the house, I knew I was in trouble. She looked fire… dangerously, sinfully hot in that damn outfit. The kind of hot that made men forget their morals. And I, unfortunately, was just a man. I clenched my jaw, gripping my whiskey glass a little too tightly as I watched her from the corner of my eye, pretending to be unbothered. She looked like she wanted something more from me, but I ignored her, pretending like she wasn’t the most distracting thing in the room. I needed to look away, so I forced myself to turn back and vanished into my room, leaving her there at the door. I settled at my desk diving into my work. I had unfinished projects from work, and that seemed like the perfect distraction, keeping my mind off the fact that Laura was walking around my house, looking like that, existing like a problem I didn’t know how to solve. The universe must have taken pity on me because it wasn’t long after that that Arlene arrived.I went
LauraI lay there, completely spent, tangled in the sheets that still carried his scent. I probably wouldn’t be washing the sheets anytime soon as I’m not sure when or if I’d ever be getting another chance with him. Until that happens or not, I’d be using the sheets as an alternative. Those scents are enough to make me come hard. My body hummed with satisfaction, and I couldn’t help but let a sly smile stretch across my lips.I turned to face him, tracing my fingers along his strong jawline. “You’re incredible, you know that? That was so intense, and I enjoyed every moment.” I muttered to him, while beaming with smiles.Jackson’s gaze softened, but there was something distant in his eyes. He gave me a faint smile and leaned in to kiss my forehead. “You should clean up. I’ll join you soon.” He chimed in, his tone quiet, almost hesitant.“Alrighty, I’ll be waiting for you, and who knows, I might just be free for a second round.” I retorted, seductively winking at him but he had a blank
LauraThe moment I saw that look of surrender in Jackson’s eyes, I was ready to throw myself over him and let him make passionate love to me, in a rough manner.I dipped my tongue down his throat and though he was reluctant at first, I didn’t stop until he gave in and we were soon kissing desperately like our lives depended on it. It was as if I would never get another chance to be intimate with him… maybe I wouldn’t and I wasn’t ready to waste this one opportunity. "You taste really sweet," I muttered in his ear, while he moaned."You too." He muttered too and then slid his hands over my a*s, gripped my cheeks tight, and spun me around, pushing me up against the bed.I let out a soft moan into his mouth, while he suddenly pulled his lips away. I couldn't let him take any break at that moment so I quickly pushed myself back in but he held me back."Are you sure you want this?" He asked while I rolled my eyes out of frustration. How could he be asking me this when he can see how much
LauraI stormed into my room, still fuming. Jackson infuriated me. The way he teased, the arrogant way he smirked like he knew exactly how much power he had over me… it made my blood boil. He was so damn sure of himself, so cocky, and the worst part? He wasn’t wrong. He did have power over me. And I hated it. And to think he actually left me in the middle of nowhere and drove off. What if I had no means to get home? I would have been stranded there and left to die. How can someone be so heartless?All through the ride home, I kept thinking about it, how I had stood there and waited for him to come back but he never did. Twenty minutes passed before I realized I had been abandoned, and I had to walk a bit before I could order for a ride. Getting home, I couldn’t do anything. I was boiling with rage. After walking aimlessly around the house a couple of times, and was still boiling with anger, I knew I had to distract myself.I needed to let off steam before I exploded, so I grabbed
JacksonThe day had dragged on longer than I would’ve liked. No matter what I did, my mind kept slipping. Losing focus. I was in the middle of a meeting with my senior managers, nodding along as someone discussed the company’s quarterly projections, but I wasn’t hearing a damn thing. Instead, all I could think about was Laura. Her pissed-off face when she asked me to stop the car, and then stepped out. The way her lips had parted, eyes blazing as she told me to go to hell before turning on her heels and walking away. The way I’d let her.I clenched my jaw. I could see through her, I knew she was playing games, trying to get back power on me which was why I did what I did. I wanted her to know that her plans were nothing but childish. But that was so wrong on all levels. I should have gone after her. Even if I was so mad at her, I should have made sure she got home safe instead of letting my own damn pride get in the way. To think I had just promised Arlene to look after her j
LauraThe first thing that was on my mind as I woke up was Arlene. She would be leaving soon and I needed to see her, hug her and manage to get some sweetness before she leaves for Paris. If only I wasn’t so big on planning, we would be going together. But nah, I can’t just leave on an impulse. I freshened up real quick and made my way out of the house. The morning air was crisp as I brisked into the house and went straight upstairs to Arlene’s room. I knocked twice before pushing the door open, finding her zipping up her suitcase. She turned to me with an excited grin. “Laura! You’re here.” I smiled, stepping inside. “Of course, I had to see you off before you go jet-setting to Paris.” She giggled and dramatically flipped her hair. “I know, right? The city of art, love, and hopefully, a lot of good food.” She let out and I knew she was intentionally being dramatic about it. She wanted to remind me of what I would be missing.“Yeah, yeah… still not changing my mind so drop the
LauraI barely had time to check my reflection one last time before I heard the honk outside. Arlene squealed excitedly and rushed past me, nearly knocking over the vase by the door. “They’re here!” she called, grabbing her purse. I followed her outside, taking a deep breath to settle myself. Nate had barely stepped out of the car before Arlene flung herself into his arms. He caught her effortlessly, spinning her around before planting a soft kiss on her forehead. “Missed me already?” he teased. “Duh,” she said, squeezing him tighter. “It’s been, like, a day.” Nate chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “That’s too long.” I watched them, feeling a familiar pang in my chest. They were so effortless.Meanwhile, Andrew stepped out of the driver’s seat and made his way toward me with a bright smile. “You look beautiful,” he said, reaching for my hand. His fingers brushed against my skin as he lifted my hand to his lips, kissing my knuckles. I forced myself
JacksonAfter Laura left the roof, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I tried… tried to refocus on the work in front of me, gripping the wooden plank and running the sander over its surface, but my hands moved on its own, my mind constantly circling back to her. I loved the way her breath skipped when she saw me shirtless. How her eyes lingered a second too long, her cheeks warming, her body going still as if she were caught in a trance. Most especially how her eyes felt on me. I smirked to myself, gripping the sander tighter. She wanted me. No matter how much she tried to hide it, no matter how hard she pretended to be unfazed, her body betrayed her. And that thought alone did things to me. I exhaled sharply, shaking my head, trying to refocus on my task, but it was pointless. I had lost control of the moment. With an irritated sigh, I set the tools aside and dusted off my hands. There was no use forcing it when my mind was completely wrecked by the thought of her. I needed
LauraThe moment I stepped back into the living room, I realized I wouldn’t be staying long. Arlene was curled up on the couch, laughing sweetly into her phone, no doubt talking to her boyfriend, and Andrew, well, he wasted no time turning all of his attention to me. The moment I sat down, he slid a little closer, his arm resting on the back of the couch behind me. Not touching, but close enough that I could feel the heat of his body. I sighed softly. I was already too tired to deal with this. “I think I’ll call it a night now,” I murmured, stretching my arms slightly for emphasis. Andrew’s brows furrowed. “So soon? It’s still early.” “I know,” I said, offering a small smile. “I just didn’t get much sleep last night, and today has been exhausting.” His gaze softened slightly, though I caught the subtle flicker of disappointment in his eyes. “You sure you don’t want me to walk you?” I chuckled lightly, shaking my head. “I’ll be fine, Andrew. I’ll probably be asleep the
JacksonFrom the moment Laura stepped into the house, I knew I was in trouble. She looked fire… dangerously, sinfully hot in that damn outfit. The kind of hot that made men forget their morals. And I, unfortunately, was just a man. I clenched my jaw, gripping my whiskey glass a little too tightly as I watched her from the corner of my eye, pretending to be unbothered. She looked like she wanted something more from me, but I ignored her, pretending like she wasn’t the most distracting thing in the room. I needed to look away, so I forced myself to turn back and vanished into my room, leaving her there at the door. I settled at my desk diving into my work. I had unfinished projects from work, and that seemed like the perfect distraction, keeping my mind off the fact that Laura was walking around my house, looking like that, existing like a problem I didn’t know how to solve. The universe must have taken pity on me because it wasn’t long after that that Arlene arrived.I went