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The wind whipped her hair around her face. She wanted him so badly.
His strong jawline. His brown curls sticking out from the baseball cap he was wearing.
His piercing, green eyes. The freckle by his nose. His red lips. His eyes met hers. She ached.
"Hey Jacks." He smiled, holding a red cup in his hand.
She could blame it on the beer.
No one would ever know.
Jackie had been known to do some crazy shit when she was drunk.
But she was completely sober.
But no one had to know that.
She opened her mouth slightly, staring at Joe. "Hey Joe." She said softly.
He was looking at her, but a part of Jackie knew it was the alcohol.
It made him slow.
She took her chance. She threw her arms around him and kissed him deeply. He gasped a little under her lips.
He could have thrown her off.
He could have humiliated her.
But he did what he was supposed to do.
He grabbed her by her middle and grasped her to his body, deepening the kiss.
He tossed his red cup into the lake and carried Jackie to his yellow pick up truck that he had driven them over in.
Without looking at her, talking to her, or acknowledging her in any way, he drove to his house.
They had sleepovers all the time. Jackie's parents loved Joe and vice versa. They had been best friends since diapers.
"Hi Mom." Joe called, aching to kiss her again.
"Hey kiddos. Spending the night here?" She asked. Jackie nodded.
"Well I'll see you later then." She smiled and turned back to Grey's Anatomy.
They bounded up the stairs, but Jackie stopped at the hallway mirror and looked at her reflection.
She had huge brown eyes and thick lashes that framed them. She had tan skin, but the smallest, heart shaped, pink lips. Her brown hair was in messy curls and just thrown back. Her navy blue dress had a sweetheart hemline and hit her midthigh. She looked like she would at any other party. But this was the party.
"Jackie?" Joe asked, coming out of his room, in his white V-neck and blue boxers.
She glanced down the hallway. Jackie pushed passed him and turned on the TV in his room and shut the door. She grabbed him by his neck and he quickly obliged, kissing her passionately.
They normally slept on the floor together, and Mrs. Huts already laid out all the blankets.
Soon her dress was on the floor and she was in her underwear, laying there. She wanted this, didn't she?
"Joe?" She asked, kissing his ear. "Hmm?" He murmured.
"Are you drunk?" She whispered, holding her breath.
If he was drunk, he might regret anything.
It took him a while to answer. "No." He finally said and she exhaled.
She got up, and without looking at him, went into his closet. She pulled out of of his black tee shirts and, with her back to him, unclasped her bra and slid it over her head. She pulled a pair of his boxers out of the drawer and slid them on, turning around to him. She lay down next to him and stared at the ceiling fan, not quite believing that she finally had him. She didn't know why she got up. They could have had sex. They'd both done it before. Joe had seen her naked before. Doctor, skinny dipping, random instances. But she knew that this one counted. So she held off. She relaxed on the floor next to him, watching the ceiling fan go around and around.
"Finally, Jacks." He whispered. "I've never waiting so long."
She closed her eyes and snuggled closer to him, inhaling his cologne. His Joe smell.
And she fell asleep, with the love of her life, and best friend, all wrapped in one.
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A.N.- no idea what this is.
i wanted them to have sex, but i went against it.
i hope it didnt make it seem too choppy.
this is somewhat random, but i like it :]
His strong jawline. His brown curls sticking out from the baseball cap he was wearing.
His piercing, green eyes. The freckle by his nose. His red lips. His eyes met hers. She ached.
"Hey Jacks." He smiled, holding a red cup in his hand.
She could blame it on the beer.
No one would ever know.
Jackie had been known to do some crazy shit when she was drunk.
But she was completely sober.
But no one had to know that.
She opened her mouth slightly, staring at Joe. "Hey Joe." She said softly.
He was looking at her, but a part of Jackie knew it was the alcohol.
It made him slow.
She took her chance. She threw her arms around him and kissed him deeply. He gasped a little under her lips.
He could have thrown her off.
He could have humiliated her.
But he did what he was supposed to do.
He grabbed her by her middle and grasped her to his body, deepening the kiss.
He tossed his red cup into the lake and carried Jackie to his yellow pick up truck that he had driven them over in.
Without looking at her, talking to her, or acknowledging her in any way, he drove to his house.
They had sleepovers all the time. Jackie's parents loved Joe and vice versa. They had been best friends since diapers.
"Hi Mom." Joe called, aching to kiss her again.
"Hey kiddos. Spending the night here?" She asked. Jackie nodded.
"Well I'll see you later then." She smiled and turned back to Grey's Anatomy.
They bounded up the stairs, but Jackie stopped at the hallway mirror and looked at her reflection.
She had huge brown eyes and thick lashes that framed them. She had tan skin, but the smallest, heart shaped, pink lips. Her brown hair was in messy curls and just thrown back. Her navy blue dress had a sweetheart hemline and hit her midthigh. She looked like she would at any other party. But this was the party.
"Jackie?" Joe asked, coming out of his room, in his white V-neck and blue boxers.
She glanced down the hallway. Jackie pushed passed him and turned on the TV in his room and shut the door. She grabbed him by his neck and he quickly obliged, kissing her passionately.
They normally slept on the floor together, and Mrs. Huts already laid out all the blankets.
Soon her dress was on the floor and she was in her underwear, laying there. She wanted this, didn't she?
"Joe?" She asked, kissing his ear. "Hmm?" He murmured.
"Are you drunk?" She whispered, holding her breath.
If he was drunk, he might regret anything.
It took him a while to answer. "No." He finally said and she exhaled.
She got up, and without looking at him, went into his closet. She pulled out of of his black tee shirts and, with her back to him, unclasped her bra and slid it over her head. She pulled a pair of his boxers out of the drawer and slid them on, turning around to him. She lay down next to him and stared at the ceiling fan, not quite believing that she finally had him. She didn't know why she got up. They could have had sex. They'd both done it before. Joe had seen her naked before. Doctor, skinny dipping, random instances. But she knew that this one counted. So she held off. She relaxed on the floor next to him, watching the ceiling fan go around and around.
"Finally, Jacks." He whispered. "I've never waiting so long."
She closed her eyes and snuggled closer to him, inhaling his cologne. His Joe smell.
And she fell asleep, with the love of her life, and best friend, all wrapped in one.
_____________
A.N.- no idea what this is.
i wanted them to have sex, but i went against it.
i hope it didnt make it seem too choppy.
this is somewhat random, but i like it :]
