It didn’t take her long to find the address for Jack, he was apparently still on probation, and his address was all in his file, a few kind words, and a few please and thanks you later, she had the address sitting in her lap, her lamborghi purred under her as she decided if she should make the trip or not, a soft laugh followed, of course she was going to make the trip. Faye had heard Jeremy, one of the few decent guys around, and she had put a pretty sad look on Jacks face, all in all Natassia didn’t care much for the younger brunette.

Half an hour later she was pulling up to the small house and was once again stabbed by how normal it all was, shaking her head she allowed the car to idle for a moment, knowing that any trained ear, especially that of a racer would be intrigued by the noise before she slipped out of her car, with her prize held firmly behind her back.

She rang the bell, waiting patiently for someone to come and answer it, and by the shocked look on Jacks face she was the last person he was expect, with a wide, dark seductive smile she brought her hands around to her front, holding the black lace bra to his face. “Faye left this thought she might like it back”

Jack wasn't amused when the plastic bag he was about to throw in the trash decided to rip, and he was even less amused when the door bell rang only moments later.Fuck it. He swore under his breath as he stepped over the broken glass now littering the kitchen floor. He had been at it since Faye left for work, cleaning this god damned place up.. He could use a break in no matter what shape it came, hell, at this point he'd even welcome Jehovah's in if it meant he wouldn't have to clean for a bit.

He opened the door, and his brow furrowed almost instantly when his eyes landed on.. what was her name again? All he could remember was how much he had enjoyed fucking her when he was at his lowest, but that memory was pushed aside the moment she spoke. He leaned his shoulder against the door post while his eyes lowered down to what she was holding in her hand, and he scoffed when he recognized what it was. A bra, a nice one at that.. Wait, what?

"How considerate of you.." His jaws tensed as he slowly took it from her hand. Right now he didn't even want to bother to check whether it really was Faye's, or how she even knew it was Faye's. Right now he just wanted to know one thing. "What the hell are you doing here.."

A soft laugh fell from her lips, “Funny I don’t remember you being this rude” Licking her lips she lifted dark eyes to roam his face, a dark, amused twinkled apparent there, a soft breath fell from parted lips. “Like I said im merely returning property, I mean I could have had Jeremy return it”

She laughed again as she stepped up the step then pushed him aside so she could enter the house, dark eyes wondered around, “Nice place” She muttered turning her gaze towards Jack, a sigh leaving her lips as she shrugged her shoulders, shoving her hands into her pockets.

Licking her lips she slowly approached him, one hand reaching out to press against his chest, dark eyes lifting to land on his face, “I missed you” She purred lowly, head tilted to the side, sighing she stepped backwards, it was evident he wasn’t amused, she hadn’t expected him to me.

“Fine ill cut the bullshit, I just wanted to officially meet the woman who could pull two guys like you and Jeremy…..ya know theres a name for women like her” Dark eyes flicked towards his face, “Whore”

Bra, strike one. Mentioning the asshole who had thought he could have Faye, strike two. "So what, he goes after all the women I've had now? Maybe I oughta send him a list of them, you know.. along with my kind regards." He snorted, smiling half, but he was clearly far from amused when she pushed passed him, and in to the house.

He turned around to face her, and watched her as she slowly approached him, his eyes lowering down to her hand resting on his chest, before he looked at her once more. He didn't want her here, he didn't like her fucking with his head, and most of all he didn't like her using Faye as a pawn to successfully do it.

And then there was strike three, pushing his buttons just as easily. She was out, or he was out, it didn't matter after that word fell from her mouth. He moved forward, his hand reaching up and around her throat as he forced her back against the nearest wall. His grip was only strong enough to hold her in place, it still allowed her to breathe.. normal- ish, but if she hadn't been a woman, he wouldn't even have bothered being that considerate.

He brought his face closer to hers, making sure she heard him as he spoke low and calm, yet not without an underlying threat. "I could go with the cliched 'wanna say that again', but you and I both know we don't want to do that. You do not talk about her like that.. And as for this game you're playing with me here, as fun as it is.. I suggest you stop it right now."

Her back hit the wall his large hand wrapped around her throat, dark wide eyes looked up at him, lower lip drawn between her teeth as she watched him, he wasn’t holding her to tightly, she could breath, ish. A dry chuckle left her lips as she watched him, “If I had known you liked it rough” A breath fell from her lips, leg lifting to part his, eyes rolling as she shrugged her shoulders.

“Game Jack, I just came to return her belongings, ya know get his mind away from your whore of a girlfriend” She laughed again, a gasp falling from her lips as his tightened around her throat, chuckling she shook her head, fingers lifting to wrap around his arm, squeezing against his hold on her.

“Did you know she was falling for him huh….you would have lost her if you would have waited much longer” Licking her lips she pressed her body against him, “We both know the truth Jack…women like her don’t deserve guys like you” Chuckling softly she shook her head, shrugging one shoulder at him.

His eyes wandered over her for a moment, and he smiled almost friendly when he leaned his face closer to hers, leaving not much space left between them. "You already know I like it rough." He growled lowly, trapping her leg between his own before it could hike higher as his hand tightened around her throat moments later. He wanted her to stop talking, and he wanted her to stop playing her fucking mind games.

"This.." He held the bra in front of her face before he tossed it over his shoulder, resting the palm of his free hand against the wall next to her head. "Is not what you came here for." He ignored the fingers curling around his arm, protesting against his hold. If she wasn't enjoying it, it wasn't his problem.. he wasn't enjoying all that many things at this very moment either, and yet he couldn't help but laugh dryly at her next words.

"Should I have send you a 'thank you' card? You shortened the wait, sweetheart. While enjoyable, you just weren't good enough." His grip on her slackened when her body pressed against his, a soft hum falling from his lips as he lowered his head towards her neck, inhaling her scent. "Is this the part where I'm supposed to say 'try harder'..? Try harder. Now do me a favor and get the fuck out." He whispered against her skin before he distanced himself from her, turning to go back to the kitchen. He was done with her shit, whatever she wanted, she could go look for it somewhere else, not to mention he still had to clean, a lot.. Son of a bitch.

Natassia chuckled, her brow raising ever so slightly, “You call that rough?” She shook her head as much as she could against the hold he had on her throat, it wasn’t painful yet, but the second it did, well he’d have to deal with a hell of a lot worse then her. Swallowing she heaved in a breath, her leg trapped between his, with a nod of her head she let out a sigh, he was smart, real smart, but then again what did she expect.

Laughing she rubbed a hand over her throat, her gaze wondering over towards him, “Oh we both know I was” She stated, following behind him, “But im afraid I don’t want to leave, ya see Jack you don’t get to fuck with people like me without there being some fall back”

She walked over towards the sofa and easily flopped herself down on it, legs lifting to rest against the fabric, one slender leg crossing over the other as she watched him, amusement dancing in her eyes, “You just had to go back to her…fuck everything up…I had it all planned, but you just had to go back and beg like a little bitch” She sighed, resting herself against the sofa, “Now I have to re think things, either way my business partner is going to get what he wants, and you are gonna help me get it”

Jack sighed as he rested a hand against the door post of the kitchen, his back still turned toward her. He hadn't so much fucked with her, as she had fucked with him.. but that was aside the point. She wouldn't leave, and she just kept on yammering. Fall back..? He closed his eyes for moment, his brow furrowing as he rubbed one of his temples with his free hand. God, he needed a drink for this bullshit.

"You know, I think I liked you better a few days back. Less talk, less clothes.." He mumbled as he turned around, leaning his shoulder against the door post. His eyes wandered over her body as she made herself comfortable on his couch, and he couldn't help the faint smile moving over his face while he listened to her. If this wasn't just his luck in its purest form.. Out of all the goddamn women at that goddamned garage opening, he had quite literally fucked the wrong one.

He snorted softly before he moved to sit down on the coffee table in front of her, leaning forward with his forearms resting on his legs. He drew his tongue over his lower lip before he shrugged dismissively at her. "Re-think things without me in your picture, sweetheart.. I'm not doing it."

Natassia laughed softly, a shrug of her shoulders following as dark eyes watched him, “If this is going to go easier with me in less cloths” A soft laugh fell from her lips as he came to rest in front of her, his arms resting against his legs. One slender brow rose at his words, now she remembered why she had gone to fuck with him in the first place, he had balls, lots of them, the fact he had turned out to be Brians brother and close to Dominic, well that had been the upside to it.

Her fingers trailed up his arm before wrapping around his neck, tugging him a little closer to her, “You don’t get to say no to me Jack” She whispered, before pressing her lips against his, a soft laugh falling between them as she pulled away a moment later.

“Ya see Jack right now im the only person between your little whore and her very grizzly end” Leaning back against the sofa she let the information process, “Did you know that Jeremys boss was Johnny Tran…ya see a little thing about him, he doesn’t like his business or his family being messed with…Jeremy is both”

Licking her lips she pushed herself up to her feet, then moved behind him, bending so she could whisper into his ear, “So choice is yours.”

His eyes closed for a moment, his brow furrowing when he felt her words and breath wash over his skin. His choice.. His expression changed, his hand reaching toward her when she bent to whisper in his ear, and his fingers tangled in to her hair. The forceful yank he gave her was meant for pain when he pulled her body around him and on to his lap. His chest pressed against her back as he trailed his tongue over his lip, clearly just to taste her there before he moved his mouth next to her ear.

"This is the second time in a very short time I had to hear this. Do this or your girl gets it.." He breathed against her skin as the hand in her hair gave another harsh tug, exposing her neck to him while his other hand grabbed the empty vodka bottle standing next to him by it's neck. He smashed it's body against the edge of the table, leaving nothing but a sharp and ragged edged broken bottle neck before he pressed it softly against her throat. "Do you know what happened to the last asshole who tried to hurt her?" The sharp glass drew over her skin, her skin yielding under it but not tearing until he reached near the juggular where he added a little more pressure to make a superficially bleeding cut. "I can tell you now, it makes a damned mess.." Every muscle in his body was trembling slightly under the adrenaline, anger and fear of loosing Faye. He didn't care who he had to kill this time, how much of his own sanity he had to take and destroy.. He was not going to let that happen again.

He let go of her hair, pushed her from his lap and on to the floor at his feet before he dropped what was left of the bottle to shatter on the ground near her head. Leaning forward once more, he watched her as he swallowed thickly against everything rushing through his body and mind. He did not want to ask it, let alone do it.. whatever 'it' was.

"What do you want from me.."

His fingers wrapped in her hair and she tucked her forward into his lap, her back pressed tightly against his chest, a hiss of pain fell from her lips at the tug he gave her, neck arching painfully sideways, arching it to whatever he had in mind. The sound of shattering glass made her tremble, eyes fluttering closed as she felt it press against her throat, it wasn’t painful, not yet, but his words, oh that was promising a hell of a lot.

Her heart hammered beneath her chest as it dragged it down her throat, a soft laugh falling from her lips, “That’s right…you killed him” Trailing her tongue over her lip she let out a soft breath, he shoved and her body hit the floor in a crumpled pile at his feet, her hand lifted, trembling slightly as she lifted it to her throat, fingers sticky from blood, oh for that she was going to make him pay.

Her hands lowered and she pushed herself to her feet, a slow smirk crossed her lips fingers sliding up his thigh, giving a slight squeeze she lifted herself to her feet bending over so her face was inches away from his. “That’s better” Licking her lips dark eyes wondered over his face for a moment, a soft breath leaving her lips.

Right now she was stuck smack dab in the middle of a hell of a lot of mess, it was time to get herself out of It, without getting any one else hurt, “You’ll see” A smile crossed her lips as she watched him, dark eyes wondering over his face, “I should tell you to leave her…but that would mess with my personal plans” A soft laugh fell from her lips as she finally pulled away from him. “Just do what I say…when I say it”

Jack merely watched her as she lifted her hand to touch her throat, her fingers moving over the bloodied cut. "I think that might leave a scar." He mumbled with a small smile before he moved to stand, but her hand sliding up his thigh had him stop. His eyes narrowed when she brought her face closer to his, and he scoffed at her answer. He'd see, just do what she said when she said it.. All in all and simply put, he'd be her fucking puppet on a string, or if he wanted to make it really ironic.. he'd be her jumping jack. Now there was an unamusing thought if he ever had one.

"Are we done here?" He grumbled as he finally did stand up. It wasn't a question he wanted, or even needed an answer to as he moved closer to her, grabbed her arm and pulled her toward the door. As far as he was concerned they were done here. She got what she came here for, he'd play her games, for now, and worry about the rest later.

"I'm sure you know where to find me when you need me, now get the fuck out."

Nat laughed softly as Jack all but dragged her towards the door, dark eyes sparkling as she lent into him, “We’re far from done Jack, you just remember that” She whispered before slipping from the door and over towards her car, already she was planning on how this would end, and it wasn’t going to be pretty.

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Fayes brow furrowed as she pulled up outside the house, dark eyes wondering over to the expensive car parked in the driveway, an attractive woman making her way towards the car before pulling away. It took her a moment to realize where she had seen the woman before…the opening, the one who had been all over Jack. Drawing her lower lip between her teeth she pulled her car up behind the Evo and slowly pulled herself out of the car before heading towards the door and letting herself in.

Dark eyes wandered around the living room, it was still pretty much a mess, although slightly better then it had been that morning. Shaking her head she heaved in a trembling breath as dark eyes turned towards Jack. “So who was that?” She questioned dropping her bag down on the sofa, a soft smile tugging the corners of her lips as she raised a brow in his direction.

Jack cursed under his breath when he heard the front door open and close. She was home early, too early, and it didn't take long for her question to confirm she had seen his unwanted guest leave. "No one." He mumbled, and already he felt the rest of the questions hang in the air as he bend to pick up the last of the bigger shards off the floor. Why was the place still not cleaned up, why was a strange woman leaving the house..

"It's nothing, babe, I promise." She'd have nothing to worry about, he would make sure of that. Nat was his problem, and he'd deal with her in whatever way he had to, whenever he had to, even if it meant playing the game dirty. Smiling softly he moved toward Faye, slightly tilting her chin up with one hand before he pressed his lips against hers.

"I love you.." He whispered, his hand trailing from her chin toward her neck as he pressed his lips against hers once more. His forehead rested against hers for a moment before he moved from her to get the rest of the broken glass cleaned up.

Licking her lips Faye watched him no one that’s what he had said, she was no one, which was a lie, because she had been the chick that had been all over him at the opening. Her gaze wondered around the living room, it was still a mess, still covered in his empty bottles, but most of them were in a bag, with a soft sigh she turned her gaze towards him with a small nod of her head, if he told her it was no one, then she’d believe him.

“You sure?” She questioned softly, tilting her head, “You’d tell me if something was going on right?” He moved towards her, a soft sigh fell from her lips as he kissed her and she melted into it, goddamn him. A soft smirk tugged the corners of her lisp, fingers smoothing over his cheek.

“I love you to” She whispered softly, pulling away from him she turned dark eyes towards him “I have the rest of the day of, thought id surprise you” She muttered, obviously it was him who had surprised her, and she couldn’t help wondering if she had been a little earlier what she would have come home to. “Want some help?” She questioned softly.

Was he sure? Oh, he was positive.. He had to be when his only other option was a 'Oops, I messed up again.'. He nodded softly as he watched her, knowing her long enough to see she didn't believe him, not completely. "It's really nothing for you to worry about." He reassured as he pressed one last kiss to her lips before shifting. If he didn't move from her now, he'd loose all focus and his already lacking desire to clean.. He should have had it done already.

"You surprised me.." He mumbled as he gathered the last three of the empty bottles from the floor. She had no idea how much she had surprised him, in more than one way, pleasant and less pleasant. If she had come home maybe ten minutes earlier..

He shook his head softly, and shrugged as he dumped the bottles in the plastic bag. "My mess, my burden." He muttered, his brow furrowing slightly as he headed toward the kitchen. He wasn't just talking about this mess. He just hoped he could take on the burden without suffering any hard consequences like last time.

Faye narrowed her eyes ever so slightly, there was something, but if he said it was nothing for her to worry about, then there was nothing for her to worry about, and if there was, well she’d kick his ass for lying to her. She sighed into the kiss, wishing it had lasted longer, they had been apart to damn long for a kiss to last only seconds.

Laughing softly she nodded her head, it was obvious she had surprised him, but how much was yet to be determined, obviously his guest had been an unwanted surprise. Shaking it away she pulled her suit jacket of her body disposing it onto the sofa along with her bag, before following him into the kitchen.

Her arms wrapped around his waist and she pressed a kiss to the side of his neck, “I er thought we might head over to Leons, grab my things” She draw her lower lip between her teeth, “Ya know if the offer of me moving back in is still on the table” Last night things had been great, perfect, but it didn’t mean they still would. “Then I dunno, head to the beach for the day or something”

His own hands found her hips when he turned around, and he nodded softly as he pressed his lips against hers once more. He had missed doing that, he had missed her in his life and her question was one he didn't even need thinking about. "It'll always be on the table." He whispered while his hand lifted to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear, and he smiled as the one on her hip gently tugged her closer to him. He wanted her to move back in with him. He had said slow, but he couldn't do slow.. Life was too short for slow.

His hand found its way under the hem of her top, his fingers slowly trailing over the soft skin on the small of her back. Beach sounded good, heading by Leon's a little less not knowing where he stood with her brother, not after the garage opening where they had tried to beat each other to a bloody pulp. Shrugging it off for now, he couldn't help but kiss her lips once more, longer this time as a soft hum left his mouth.

"I'm glad you surprised me.." He whispered as he nipped at her lower lip, this time meaning it completely. He was looking forward to just being with her again, didn't matter where they went or what they did.

Her eyes fluttered at the feeling of his lips against hers, they were perfect, and she ahd thought she was gonna loose it, now she had it back and she loved it, a soft sigh fell from her lips as her hands wrapped around him tightly, dark eyes sparkling as she watched him a nod following his words, head tilting into the hand on her face.

Her body trembled under his touch, body responding to it in an instant, dark eyes sparkling with desire as her gaze trailed over his face, “Lee’s at work today” She muttered softly, a smile tugging the corners of her lips, as her fingers brushed through his hair, before trailing down wards, fingers brushing over the skin of his neck. The idea of telling Lee though was just not appeasing, in fact it scared the crap out of her, but she’d deal with it, Lee wanted her to be happy and if it meant being with Jack he was just gonna have to deal with that.

Using the belt of his jeans she tugged him closer to her, pressing her body flush against his, some part of her body touching his, “I drive?” She questioned with a raised brow, a soft laugh falling from her lips, she knew exactly what he thought of her driving, and the look he had on his face when ever she drove was just priceless.

His eyes wandered over her face and he smiled, nodding softly. "Good.." He would be lying if he said he wasn't glad Leon wouldn't be home when they came to get her things. He couldn't imagine her brother being happy with her choice after the stunt he had pulled this time.

His hands smoothed over her back down to her ass, pressing her groin against his while he raised an eyebrow at her suggestion. She wanted to drive, great.. He laughed softly seeing the amusement dance in her eyes, she knew him, well.. she thought she knew him when it came to her driving. He leaned in to her, bringing his mouth close to her ear. "Sure..You can drive." He whispered before pressing his lips against the sensitive skin below her ear. She could drive him, the car, whatever she wanted.

"What time is your brother coming home?" He mumbled softly as he nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent before his lips brushed over her soft skin once more while one of his hands slowly skimmed over her clothed curves. She had only been gone for a few hours since this morning, but the hours they had spend together last night hadn't even began to make up for the weeks they had been apart.