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Post by Faye Perez on Sept 17, 2011 17:44:35 GMT 2
Things had been a little tense……okay a little was probably an understatement, but then with Faye and Jack, (and apparently his family) tense and stressful was just gonna be the norm with them. Either way it had been tense, and Jack was feeling the brute of it, so today was about relaxing. They were allowed one day for that right? Relaxing and maybe a little talk about just how Faye was gonna get close enough to the dealers to find their ‘secret’ place.
With a breath she rolled out of bed, tossing her hair into a loose bun and left Jack in bed for the mean time. Drawing her lower lip between her teeth she jogged down stairs and went for her normal morning run.
Fifteen minuets later she slipped the key into the door and let herself back into the apartment, before heading straight to the kitchen, but not before listening to see if Jack was awake yet. With slightly furrowed brow she grabbed the panic basket and headed around the kitchen, grabbing the things they were gonna need for that morning.
Closing the lid to the picnic basket she turned to grab some water. They would relax, and then plan, or at least that was the plan.
OOC: Meh its something lol, sucks but *shrugs* Hope its okay.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Sept 18, 2011 18:59:29 GMT 2
Jack leaned silently against the kitchen's doorframe with his shoulder as he watched Faye fill the picnic basket. She was seemingly unaware of his presence, and he kept it that way until she fully had her back to him to grab water. He moved away from the door and towards her, his hand skimming over her ass before he slipped both hands around her waist and pressed his groin against her ass instead.
"Morning, gorgeous." He mumbled just as he pressed his lips against the tender skin of her neck. "Something smells good." He whispered while he nuzzled her neck, immediately leaving out the possibility of him talking about the picnic she had put together. She had decided they needed a day away from all their shit, and for once he had been all for it. No work for either of them, no classes or homework for her, no bullshit lists of cars he needed to deliver for him.. Just a whole day of him, her in a skimpy bikini (or nothing if he could help it by the end of the day) and the beach.
"Need any help?" He asked, even though he already knew the answer. She had been practically done before he had made his presence known. His hand slipped under the hem of her top, his fingers splaying over the soft skin of her toned stomach as they slowly traveled up, pushing the fabric of her top up along with them.
"Already got the car waiting outside..." He mumbled as he pressed his lips against her shoulder this time. It wasn't his own fucking car though. The Evo was still at the garage, still covered by a tarp to hide it from view, and still half covered in green paint... How he loved his big brother, even more so after a few days ago, when he'd learned Brian had stabbed him in the back!
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Post by Faye Perez on Sept 18, 2011 21:33:22 GMT 2
A soft gasp fell from her lips, her heart thundering beneath her chest, before she finally managed to relax when his voice filtered through her ears. She was tempted to turn around and hit him, right on the chest for not even making a sound and scaring her half to death, but he was already kissing her neck, and making her sigh. She smiled softly at his words, shifting against him until she rested against him comfortably. “Nothing special” she commented, a testing tone to her voice.
Smiling she twisted in his arms only enough until one of her sides was pressed against the counter, her other side pressed against him. “Nope pretty much done” She stated softly, her dark eyes sparkling as she took him in. she was glad he had agreed to this, they both needed it, both had been tense, so this would be good for them. It would be good for them.
She let out a soft sigh at his movements and she forced herself to move away from him, before this turned to another day stuck in the house. Not that it wouldn’t have his perks but still. Smiling her own lips pressed against his cheek “Put the basket in the car and ill meet you there?” she questioned with a raised brow, not even waiting to see if he would or not simply moving from beside him and out of the kitchen upstairs.
Licking her lips she let out a breath sliding out of her shirt and jeans to grab her bikini before easily getting herself into it, next followed a simple yet flowing, almost see through, white dress, then into sandals. With keys in hand she headed outside and over to the car, sliding into it.
“How bout we head to that little beach the one with the rock pool” She looked over at him with a smile, she said it was going to be a fun day, and that place was perfect, almost secluded and one of the smaller beaches in Miami, you did what you wanted and got away with it.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Sept 19, 2011 19:48:36 GMT 2
Jack let out a soft chuckle when she moved away from him with nothing more but a kiss to his cheek. Put the basked in the car. Meet her there. Sure.. he could do that... Not like he had much other choice to do anything else now anyway. He let his eyes move over her ass as she walked out of the kitchen, a half smirk crossing his lips before he finally grabbed the basket and headed out of the apartment. Outside, a beat up and rusty looking 1970 Dodge Challenger was parked in front of their building. He had talked Larry in to selling it to him for less than a grand, and had taken the car up as pet project even before his Evo was put on the popo's watch list (not to mention the Mitsubishi looked like shit, courtesy of his brother). Sure, the bodywork had seen better days of glory, but thanks to a couple of days of decent labor, the engine at least ran smoother than ever. Despite leaning towards high performance imports most of the time, he did still appreciated some good ol' American muscle from time to time. He didn't bother putting anything in the trunk as it was already practically filled to the brim with tools and other shit. Instead he simply opened the creaking driver's side door, placed the stuff on the old leather backseat, before he slid behind the wheel where he waited for Faye to come outside. Resting his head back against the headrest, he could have dozed off from the lack of sleep the last couple of days, but the passenger's door opening woke him right back up. He gave her a smile as he placed his hand on her thigh. "Sounds good to me." He gave her thigh a light squeeze before he reached for the ignition and started the engine, the low rumble sounding like music to his ears. As the Dodge easily peeled out on to the street, he could almost say he didn't miss his Evo... but then, where a 440 engine had some sweet-ass power, it did guzzle down gas like it was cheap beer. Something the Evo didn't do, or less at least.
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Post by Faye Perez on Sept 23, 2011 14:53:15 GMT 2
She smiled over at him, dark eyes glistening in the sun streaming through the window. Shifting slightly she rested her hand on top of his head and allowed herself to relax into the seat. With a smile they rode in somewhat silence, heaving in a breath she shifted her gaze over towards Jack as he pulled the car into a vacant space.
Heaving in a breath she slipped out of the car, her gaze shifting over towards Jack once more, swallowing she moved to grab the picnic basket of the back seat and then waited for Jack to join her. Together they walked down to the beach, where she promptly slipped of her shoes and bent to pick them up, allowing them to roll loosely in her hands.
Her gaze wandered around the small beach, the rock pool to the left, the wide open sea in front of them, and the added bonus, no one else around. They had the beach to themselves. Perfect. Huffing in a breath she placed the basket on to the sand, threw out the blanket and lowered herself down onto it, fingers sliding down her dress.
“Sun cream” Faye stated, flicking her gaze over towards Jack, holding said cream out to him.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Sept 27, 2011 18:38:32 GMT 2
The beach proved to be pretty much everything Faye had promised it to be. With the blue ocean ahead and pearly white sand underneath their feet, the practically deserted place was almost as beautiful as the woman he was with. A woman he'd rather not see from behind glass only. But he shrugged the thought away. Today was supposed to be a relaxing day, right?
He pulled off his shirt first, dropping it in the sand next to him before he took the sun cream from her and lowered himself down on the blanket behind her. His fingers gently brushed her hair aside, exposing her neck as he allowed her long locks to drape over one of her shoulders. He placed a small kiss to the base of her neck before his hand smoothed delicately over her bared shoulder, pushing the strap of her dress down her arm.
He squirted some lotion on to his hand and his fingers began to slowly massage the sun cream in to her bronze skin. Her skin always felt so soft and smooth under his touch, especially compared to his. To him she was perfect while he was anything but. Asking his brother's help on the job had been stupid. Brian would always stay a cop, untrustworthy as he had proven.
"Brian ratted me out..." He mumbled suddenly, and he let out a sigh as he withdrew his hands from her body. Even now the fucker could ruin his day, and he wasn't even here. He knew how she already felt about his brother, but he couldn't keep this from her any longer. He had an inkling feeling cops would show up on his doorstep sooner or later thanks to Brian...
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Post by Faye Perez on Sept 30, 2011 14:27:45 GMT 2
A soft sigh fell from her lips at the feel of his hands smoothing over her skin. He was always good at this part, keeping it soft and delicate. She smiled, her head rolling forward for him to have better access to any inch of her skin that he wanted and needed to get his hands on to. So far everything was going perfectly, peace and quiet, the beach empty like she wanted, the sand warm and the water even more inviting.
She could feel the stiffness of his hands and she mentally braced herself for what ever bomb shell he was about to drop on her. His hands stopped and for a moment so did her heart. Swallowing she kept her lowered into her chest, her eyes drifting closed at the sound.
Faye wasn’t to bothered about what it would do to her, and her dreams, in fact it never even crossed her mind, she was more worried about what this would do to Jack. Dark eyes flickered open and she lifted her head, slowly turning until she was able to face Jack.
Biting the inside of her lip she nodded her head. She loved Jack, would even stick by him, whether Jack would allow that to happen if things went bad was another matter all together. “He ratted out his own brother” She questioned in disbelief. She didn’t like Brian, especially after what he had done to Leon, but his own flesh and blood.
Slowly she shifted until she could face him, and reach out to him, her hands running up his arm, “We’ll fix this” She whispered softly, her dark eyes sparkling, and she would, she’d do what ever it took to make sure he didn’t face time. Bt he wasn’t in this alone, she had decided that the moment he had told her about the job, he went down, so did she. Swallowing she squeezed his arm “I promise okay, even if it means taking him down to. Jack he helped on that job”
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