me & tomfoolery

Privacy pt. 5 | Jayson Tatum Short Story

Jayson was afraid of planes. He put on a brave face but he was absolutely afraid of what the sky and everything in it. Reuben sent a jet for the pair to get to his home in Tulum.

"Umm, are you okay? You look pretty damn stiff." Normally he would laugh  but he didn't have the energy too. He gripped the armrest flushing all the blood in his body to his hands. Reagan began putting the pieces together, "Are you afraid of planes?"

When Jayson didn't answer, she wrapped her arms around his body to hug him. "You're a little too big to be afraid of the plane but don't worry, if you die. You won't be alone."

He couldn't help but laugh at that. Even if the chuckle came out nervously. "You're not helping"

"Shit, I'm trying." The attendant soon got on to address them.

"Hello, I'm Morgan. I will be servicing you this flight. In the bedroom there are amenities you may find useful. I have a fully stocked bar and some of your favorites as suggested by Ms. Mitchell."

"My favorites?" Jayson asked turning to Reagan. "Reuben asked what we wanted, I asked Grant what you liked, boom your favorites."

"Umm, thank you." Morgan nodded before going on her way. "You don't have to sit in the seats. You can go back and lay down if it helps you." Reagan suggested. 

Jayson's pride would be coming down in a huge way by this next statement. "Can you come with me?"

Surprised was an understatement. She looked him over, seeing that he was serious and Reagan was a hardbody but her soft side was emerging from the depths of 'niggas deserve nothing'.

She didn't say anything but grabbed his hand as they walked to the back of the plane. The staff might've gotten an idea of one thing but it was far from that. As soon as they both entered the room, Jayson locked the door and practically ran to the bed to get under the covers.

"Jayson, why didn't you say anything before you agreed to go on this trip? We could've done a train then a boat."

She said his first name.

"And look like a pussy? No thank you."

"God forbid I said you look like one anyways. But I'm not gonna poke fun at you when your weakness is showing. I'm not that cruel." She sat on the edge of the bed, not sure how close she wanted to be to him. "What do you need me to do?"

They could feel the plane starting up which meant they would be leaving soon.

"You cool with laying with me? I don't wanna make it weird."

"It's fine, move over. You taking up a lot of room." The bed truly wasn't meant for a man of his size to be comfortable. Reagan laid beside him, not knowing if he was gonna hold her or she was supposed to hold him.

She received her answer when he laid his head on her chest, firmly wrapping his arms around her body. Reagan draped her arm over his shoulder. "You good now big baby?"

"Haha, I'm cool. Thank you."
"No problem champ. You owe me one."

The plane rolled down the runway, soon lifting into the sky. Jayson wanted to pass away as they continued to go higher in altitude. His face nuzzled in her neck as their bodies molded together.

"Paranoia or did something happen for you to be so afraid?" Jayson didn't answer right away which made her feel like she overstepped, "I'm sorry, you don't have to answer it."

"It's fine." He cleared his throat, "When I was seven, me and my father had gotten into a plane crash. Well technically a small plane crashed onto the highway and caused us to flip. He ended up temporarily paralyzed. It did a lot to my family."

"Wow, I'm sorry you had to experience that."

"We all experience something right."

••••

The air in Tulum was much different than Boston. Jayson felt like he hadn't been in a sunny place in a long time. In reality it had been too long since his last vacation.

"Welcome to Villa de Pelluna." Reuben smiled as his guests walked up the cobbled path. "Always a pleasure to see you Reagan." He kissed her cheeks before setting sights on Jayson for the first time.

"Ah, you must be Señor Tate?"
"Pleasure meeting you Mr. Pelluna." They firmly shook hands.

"He's got a nice handshake, let's get you settled."

Reagan and Jayson followed the older man closely as they walked through the villa, getting a full tour. It was a beautiful place but they could tell it was one of many houses. It lacked the familiar touch with the lack of portraits.

"It's my Sunny's birthday and that's why we couldn't make it to Miami. We're hosting a large party and the whole family is here."

After the introductions, Reagan and Jayson were escorted to their rooms. They were down the hall from each other which wasn't a problem at all.

He returned a few calls before settling in while Reagan decided to take a shower and prepare to sit by the pool. The hot water was welcomed as she lathered her body with her favorite soap. She always made sure to pack her essentials.

Something within her thought of Jayson and somehow led to her touching herself. Her favorite thing about him were his eyes. They were brown and when he got excited they held an innocent gleam. Far different from the exterior he portrayed. Her next favorite thing was his lips and even though he randomly licked them often, they never seemed to lack moisture. He kept a Burt's Bees chapstick on him and she would watch him put it on occasionally.

What she hated was when he touched her and she had to fight her body from reacting to him. He was a mesmerizing man and it wasn't a surprise that anyone would be smitten with him.

She bit her lip to suppress the moan in her throat. Thinking about the little things was closely pushing her to her point. Curling her fingers deeper into her spot she couldn't help the small yelp that escaped. Once she finished she washed again and relaxed a bit before attempting to do her skincare routine.

"You okay in here?" The all too familiar voice almost caused her to drop her towel.

"What are you doing in here?" Her heart was beating out her chest. "Why didn't you knock?"

"I did and you didn't hear me. I heard you scream so I thought you fell or something."

She was embarrassed and flush blush as he stared at her in confusion.

"I saw a spider. But I killed it, so all is well." She quickly recovered, "Thank you for checking on me."

Jayson did a double take of her in a towel, her hair was in a high bun and he could tell she just put on the fuzzy headband. But her could see the top of her breast hanging onto the towel and the droplets from her the water running down her legs to her perfectly pedicured feet.

"Yeah.. umm no problem."

••••

Reagan laid on a lawn chair by the pool soaking up the sun. Jayson overlooked the view from the balcony trying to figure out if he should join her.

"She's beautiful isn't she?" Reuben took a place next to Jayson. He agreed Reagan was certainly a looker.

"She is for sure."

"Probably hard working with someone who looks like that." He added. Jayson shrugged, "I manage. You said you wanted to meet me in person?"

"Precisely, a man of business. I like it." 

Jayson and Reuben spent some much needed time talking and getting to now one another. It was refreshing meeting more people who had a like mind, even if they were across the world.

"What I like about you is, you appreciate things and know how to multitask. I wish my son could learn a thing or two about that. Instead he's going to spend the weekend chasing Ms. Mitchell."

Jayson overlooked the pool again, seeing that Javier found a comfortable placement next to Reagan, making her laugh.

He didn't like that at all.