The beat changed and everyone began to grind. I decided to go with the flow since I had one thing in mind, and that was him.
Jackson Ric.
"Damn Jessica." He said in my ear as I had one arm on his shoulder. "I like the way your body moves."
I couldn't help but feel pride in myself.
"Thanks babe."
A few years back I'd still be the goody-to-shoes girl who fails to notice how important they actually are. But then it changed. I changed.
For the better or for the worst? I still had no idea which of the two I was. But considering the facts that I'm stronger and willing to take on a challenged I'll go for better.
After a few more minutes of dancing pressed against his body, I began feeling my body begin to crave a drink.
"Jackson I'm going to go fetch us some drinks." I told him and he stopped me.
"How about I take you to my booth?" He said as a statement rather than a question. I was forced to agree and he lead the way.
"Is this where you take all your girls? Or is that your bedroom?" I asked him.
He laughed as we sat down in the round booth.
"Your sassy. I like it." Jackson lowly spoke.
It wasn't hard for me to notice that he was human. How? Well Trevor had pointed it out to me a few times.
"I try to be." I flatly said.
A waiter soon came and he was rather familiar looking.
"What can I get you sir?" I couldn't point out why the waiter looked so freaking familiar.
"Sex on the beach please." I spoke out. My eyes instantly widen when I read the waiters name tag.
Dylan.
He was one of the guys at the beach. One of Wyatt's and Eric's friend. I remember him since I accidentally hit his face while catching the frisbee.
"I'll take the April cocktail." Jackson said as he looked over at me.
"I'll get those drinks within a few minutes for you sir." Dylan said and walked off towards the bar.
"How are you enjoying tonight Jessica?" Jackson asked and I seductively smiled.
"It's pretty amazing, especially right now." My lips smiled and I felt Jackson lift his heads towards my face.
"Your so majestic." Was all he told me before he kissed my lips.
I felt disgusted but didn't show it. I've already gotten this far I'm not going to mess it up. This is after all one thing.
Revenge. A fun game to play when the others don't know their being played.
"I love your body." He lustfully stated in a husky voice.
"Thanks I work hard to maintain it." I casually spoke as my eyes landed in Dylan.
He brought our drinks pretty quick which made me thankful. One thing mister Jackson didn't know was that there was a secret ingredient in his cocktail.
Something that would make him forget meeting me. I wasn't risking my relationship with Jett over this guys sorry ass. Hell no.
Jett proved that he was actually worth my time while this guy has been nothing but a sleazy pervert.
And yet why was I here rather than Jett's side? A good question that I don't have the answer to.
I went to get up, to tell Bliss that I was having second thoughts on having revenge on this guy.
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The Girl Who Cried Wolf (Wattys2015)
Werewolf"Why won't you just accept me!" His voice boomed as his back was turned to me. "Because I hardly know you! Because your possessive as fuck! And because I'm a human!" I answered. "You hardly know me?" He said out loud, but mostly to himself. "Fine...
