𝑴𝒚 𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒚 ~ JJ Maybank

𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻

"Peanut butter?"

"Obviously."

JJ chuckled, his eyes darting between the girl he'd fallen head over heels for and the peanut butter and jelly sandwich he was making her.

The chateau was hot and humid that early Thursday afternoon, small beads of sweat on both their foreheads to show for it.

Aria sat in one of Kie's many bikini tops and a pair of denim shorts, deciding it was too hot for real clothes.

She moved her glance from the map on her lap, up to JJ by the kitchen with envy. He walked around the small room in only a pair of swim trunks, clearly deciding it was too hot for real clothes too.

JJ looked back at her, their eyes meeting, smirking. "Like what you see sunshine?"

Her eyes narrowed. "Can't see much, my jealousy is clouding my vision."

He walked over to her, moving the map from her lap, replacing it with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. "If it's too hot for shirts, you can take yours off. Trust me, i don't mind in the slightest." He winked at her, making her cheeks burn red.

"Oh how thoughtful of you baby."

"I know right." He whispered back, leaning closer to her, taking her sandwich and placing it on the coffee table beside them.

She frowned in protest. "I was looking forward to ea-"

His lips landed on hers, cutting her off mid sentence. He tugged her gently from her seat, pulling one leg on either side of him so she was straddling his waist.

Her hands instantly got lost in his hair, pulling lightly on the hairs at the back of his neck, making him groan softly.

His hands travelled down from her waist, resting on either thigh, squeezing slightly while pulling her closer to him, if that was even possible.

His tongue ran along her bottom lip, requesting access.

In a flash, her mouth was open, allowing him free range with his tongue.

She felt his hands travel back up her body, up along her ribs to rest under her boobs, thumbs lightly rubbing the hem of her bikini.

He pulled away, taking her all in with his gaze. "Still want the sandwich?"

She chuckled, leaning back into his touch. "It can wait." She purred against his lips.

"Yeah but we're not waiting."

Aria's eyes snapped open at the sound of the unwelcome voice. JJ instantly stood up, causing the brunette to fall off his lap, slamming her ass down onto the wooden floorboards.

Kiara cocked her head to the side, grinning mischievously. "I see you guys worked out your issues."

Aria cringed, forcing her eyes away from her friend, cheeks fiery red.

Kiara winked at her, tilted her head in the direction of the door, where Pope was standing, eyes wide in discomfort.

"Come on lovers." Kie snickered. "We got shit to do, remember? Clearing John B's name and all. No time for this."

Kie and Pope waltzed out the door, Kie laughing historically.

"Jesus JJ." Aria swore from the floor as he reached an arm down, pulling her up by the waist.

"Yeah.." He muttered. "Maybe your sandwich can't  wait."

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