JJ's biggest flaw was his recklessness, and his bad ideas. Honestly, that didn't seem that bad to Bexley.
Rafe's biggest flaw? Jealousy. Pure, uncontrolled jealousy.
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a/n: so sorry Rafe/Bex reunion pushed to next chapter
tw: slight sexual content
Oh, she shouldn't have done that.
She really, really shouldn't have kissed JJ again.
Because he was too hard to ignore now. JJ was never easy to ignore in the first place, but now it felt impossible. The next morning, after she'd showered and changed into another set of clothes, she stepped into the kitchen where John B was cooking eggs for breakfast.
"Good morning," Kiara greeted her, happily. Bexley smiled at her and repeated, "Good morning."
Then JJ came out of Pope's bedroom. He set his eyes on her, and smiled widely. A smile that showed the events from last night were replaying in his mind the same way they were replaying in hers. It wouldn't stop either. Flashes and flashes of his closeness from the night before sent off goosebumps on her skin. "Morning, Bex," he spoke, in a tired, gruff voice.
She didn't even notice the fact she didn't actually respond. Because she was so sure she had, that she'd said a million words. But in reality, all she'd done was smile at him, and blush so hard her face felt hot. His eyes drifted across her face, down her body, back to her face. He smiled more, and looked away. Oh, how he suddenly had all her attention. All her shy, captivated attention.
"I've got an idea for dinner tonight," John B called out to her. She broke out of her thoughts, and looked at her brother. John B stirred his eggs as he told her. "We're gonna do seafood pasta, but we're gonna go all out for it."
"All out?"
"Pope and Kiara are gonna get some supplies from the store," John B explained. "We're gonna make some noodles, make some sauce. All from scratch."
She gave a surprised, "From scratch?"
"And you are gonna catch the fish for our meal," he added.
Bexley laughed, "Oh my gosh, you trust me for that? What if I don't catch anything?"
John B shrugged. "You're gonna have to. Imma swing by my place. I've got all my equipment for skinning and cooking fish there."
"You're going to your house?" Pope asked. "You sure that's a good idea?"
"I''l be quick," he said, with a smirk.
Pope groaned, "Are you even trying to hide anymore?"
Pope was right, it seemed risky to her. Scary too. She felt safe at Pope's house, she didn't want to leave it. "Do I have to go?" she asked.
"You can stay back," John B assured her. "We'll be quick."
JJ not so subtly shot out, "I'll stay back too," as he messily took a bite out of a piece of toast on Pope's plate.
