𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭

𝟏𝟏.

omniscient
a few weeks later

hearing the familiar knock on her apartment door monica wrapped the towel tighter around her as she walked down the stairs,

walking towards her front door she unlocked it glancing up at jack as he held pizza boxes and a bag full of whatever he brought. "curly!". she shouted in excitement,

he smiled at the name. "here let me help you". she said reaching for the bag, walking towards the kitchen jack eyed her toned legs shaking his head the devil was surely trying to test him,

"so how was your day? i missed you". he heard her sultry voice, he looked over at her as she eyed him with a smile, "you missed me? i missed you more". he softly said sliding the pizza box over towards her, "since my arm is healing nicely my record label got me a collab with lil nas x". monica smiled taking a seat on the counter,

"you look beautiful by the way". jack softly said, monica smiled softly, "you look handsome, what girl you trying to impress curly?". she teased playfully, "you". he thought as he smirked, "chill i just got back from the studio". he said as she laughed at him, "your hair is pretty too i like it". he said gently wrapping a curl around his finger. "thank you". she said glancing over at him.

jack grabbed two plates. "aht! aht! put those back unless you washing them damn dishes i ain't, grab plastic". jack laughs at her making monica roll her eyes, "you gone get enough of laughing at me because i'm country".

"you have a whole dishwasher". he said handing her a paper plate, "so? i ain't putting any dishes in there if i can use plastic utensils". he nodded placing a piece of sausage pizza on his plate,

he grabbed monica's plate placing a piece of pineapple pizza on it with a frown, "yuck you are nasty you know that". he teased as she rolled her eyes, she waved him off. "i am not you won't even try it". she said, "come here". she softly said, jack raised an eyebrow, "come here right now curly". she gritted as jack glanced over at her, "no you come here". holding her towel tightly she walked over towards him taking a seat on his lap.

holding a slice of her pizza she held it towards him, "aw hell nah mo you tripping i ain't eating that". jack began moving his face away from the pizza making monica pout softly, he gazed at her doe eyes giving in.

"take a damn bite curly". she said as he bit into the pizza, she smiled brightly, "see it's not to bad now is it?". she watched as he chewed and swallowed it before coughing loudly, gagging playfully she rolled her eyes waving him off.

"it's good you just not gone admit being wrong it's okay". she said smirking, "whatever, hey you wanna go to a club later?". he asked watching her eat her pizza, "ummm sure why not".

>>>

a few hours later

jack busted out laughing as monica leaned over towards him, "what? w-why are you laughing". she softly slurred as he shook his head, "t-they playing my music". he said making her smile, "you want to dance?". jack suddenly asked,

glancing over at monica she was absentmindedly playing with his fingers, "mo?". he said reaching over putting his finger under her chin, gazing into her glossy eyes he smiled. "my lady would you like to dance?". he asked as she nodded placing her hand into his, "yes curly let's go dance".

"excuse me?". the waiter shouted over the music, monica raised an eyebrow, "yes?". she said as he smiled handing her the drink, "from the man over there". jack frowned gently taking the drink out her hand, "she's good, take it back to him". monica busted out laughing as jack frowned leaning into the seat,

monica stood up before straddling jack's lap, "w-why you do that for?". she asked leaning closer to him, "b-because". he spat as she giggled, "you jealous curly?". she asked placing her forehead against his, catching her off guard jack gripped her ass making her back arch, he smirked as she rolled her eyes.

"let's go dance". she said excitedly, standing up jack wrapped his arm around her, leaning down he kissed her cheek. the gentleman eyed jack with anger as he walked towards the dance floor with the woman he wanted.

wrapping his arm around her jack pulled her close to him as he moved slowly to the beat, "let me find out you got a lil bit of rhythm". she said by his ear, jack laughed at her joke shaking his head. "i do baby girl". he thought staring down at her,

biting his lip monica turned around grinding on him to the beat of what's poppin, jack matched her hips the two were practically dry humping at this point. monica bit her lip to prevent letting the moans begging to be released.

jack snatched monica towards him turning her towards him, "what's wrong?". she asked breathless, jack eyed her glossy lips his heart racing so loudly he was sure she could hear it.

grabbing the back of his head monica pulled him closer to her, pressing her lips gently against his, jack's eyes fluttered closed the two forgetting where they were,

biting her plump bottom lip monica gasped as jack stuck his tongue in her mouth colliding with hers making her putty in his hand.

grunting softly the two pulled away, jack blushed licking his lips glancing over at monica who's eyes were low. "i'm sorry i've been wanting to do that for so long". he whispered.