Chapter 26

Okay, so here's a double update because I was feeling nice and because it might be a little while before I update again. Hold onto your pants because things are about to get good. :)))

CHAPTER 26

I grab my phone and click into Jack Gilinsky’s contact. I call him and he picks up within seconds, “Jack?”

“Dammit Catherine…oh my god. I can’t belie... Where did you go?” he’s upset. His voice trembles with worry and his breathing is quick.

“Jack…I’ll be fine. Go home please. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Sammy thought you killed yourself. I was so scared. You don’t…I’m coming over.” I try to convince him not to but he hung up too fast. Within minutes Jack was pulling into my driveway and racing his way to my front door. Johnson and Sammy follow but they both know I don’t want to see them. Gilisnky calls me again on the phone and I tell him that I only want him. Not anyone else, especially Sammy or Jack. He walks around the house as Sam and Johnson head on their way knowing that they aren’t welcome at the moment. I tell him where our extra key is and he slips in without Jack and Sam.

I’m upstairs lying down in bed and Jack crawls over me so that our bodies are facing each other. His head is right up against mine and his eyes are at the same level of mine. I notice he’s still wearing my brother’s shirt. It was my favorite shirt of his actually. It is brown with mickey mouse on the front. I look from the shirt to his eyes.

“I didn’t take those pills.” I need to clear things up.

“I believe you,” he says, “I love you.”

“Jack…” I want to cry but before I know what’s going on I find myself kissing him. I don’t know what I’m doing. I just leaned in and kiss him. Or maybe he kissed me. I don’t know. We aren’t moving passionately against each other’s lips, but my lips stay there, tattooed on his for a few moments. He pulls my body closer and our lips break contact but he cradles me until I fall asleep.

I guess kissing Jack is the only way I can explain myself. It’s like another language. But some how he understands. It’s a secret way to phrase things that only he can comprehend.

I wake up to the light from the front of the house. My mom pulling in the driveway, and it was late.

“Jack, wake up, you need to go,” Jack had fallen asleep and I’m shaking him to wake up.

He then speaks softly and slowly in a sexy groggy voice, “But I don’t want to go,” while making a cute seductive yet half asleep face.

“Then hide, I’ll cover for you until she leaves.” I guide him to my closet and let him inside.

“Hi, sweetie,” my mom opens the door to me laying in bed ‘almost asleep’ as she thinks, “I’ll talk to you in the morning alright?” I don’t make any movement and she shuts the door then walks over to her room. I know she wont get up again during the middle of the night, but in case she does I lock the door.

I go to open the closet door and see Jack trying to squeeze into one of my dresses as a joke. I laugh at him.

“There’s that beautiful smile,” he flings the dress off, his shirt going with and runs me into the wall and kisses me, “and there’s those tasty lips,” he says through our kiss.

He leads me back to the bed and there we continue to just lay and casually talk. He puts his shirt back on and crawls back up to me.

We lay there for minutes before Jack breaks the silence, “Sam feels awful about what he did and what he said. He really cares about you, you know? He’s hurting so bad that you’re hurt.”

“Yeah, well today wasn’t the best for me either. Jack…? Do you think…” Shit, how do I say this? “Do you think we’re going somewhere?”

“You and I?” he questions. I slowly nod, “I really hope so. I’ve been hooked on you from the first second I saw you.”

“That’s a lie,” I push myself up so that my forearm is holding my head.

He leans up too, “Do you understand how fast I fell for you?” He looks straight into my eyes and I do everything in my power to keep from blushing.

“Do you understand how fast I fell for you?” I ask rhetorically.

“I don’t know if you have yet.”

“I have. I really really have,” I say. He’s honestly perfect in every way. The way his jaw tenses up when he’s getting protective. The way his hair is clustered when he first wakes up. The way his voice croaks when he speaks slowly and seductively. The way he holds me, when he holds me, how he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to his chest only to hear his heart beating for me. The warmth of his body transforming to love and cradling me in a passionate way.

Jack’s lips breathe a hot breath down the back of my neck, his head is in the crevice between the pillow and my neck. My chest is pressed against his and I can feel his warmth. He starts to give small kisses to the bottom of my neck and gets higher. His teeth start to nibble on my ear and he blows air into it.

His lips start to lower again and reach my shoulders, his lips reach the scar and he can tell the skin is scar tissue through his kiss. He stops and runs his finger over it. He slides from the top all the way to the other end. His hand pulls my shirt down with his finger to find the bottom of the scar.

Jack’s eyes flicker to mine.