Chapter 9

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by gilinskyswoes

by gilinskyswoes

Ella's P.O.V

I finished my shift and was talking to Natasha when there was a knock on the dressing room door. Jack came in. "Hey Ell, can we talk?" He smiled a little and sat down next to me. Natasha gave me the 'Be safe' look and walked out. "I am so obnoxiously attracted to you. Mentally, physically. But I don't want to get into something serious and then hurt you" He said.

He held my hand as he spoke. I was just watching his lips. "You have really nice lips." I mumbled and leaned in. Maybe I didn't want serious right now. Maybe I wanted him right now. Our mouths met and he pulled me on to his lap. "Right now?" He asked, breathless. "Mhmh, now." I mumbled and went back in for more. His hands moved up my shirt. I was only wearing spanks and a tee shirt. His warm hands cup my breast.

He takes my shirt and his off before reconnecting our lips. I pulled his pants down and threw them off. I kissed down his neck, leaving hickies. He grabbed my hips as I went down farther. Then Sammy burst in. "Ella- Oh hey kids." Sammy laughed. "Shit!" I gasp, covering my chest. Jack puts his arm over me to hide me more. "Well, Ell, I was just going to say that Cameron was requesting you but I'll tell him you're busy."

I hid my face as Sammy closed the door. My face was red and bright. "Don't be embarrased." He whispered. "I'm not" I mummble and he kisses me once more. "To be continued?" I ask as I stand up. "If not, we'll have some problems." He winked and slid his pants back on. I rolled my eyes and slid my shirt back on. "Bye Gilinsky!" I waved as we went our seperate ways. I got in my car and drove home. Natasha was standing outside my apartment. "Gotta tell me everything." She laughed. I shook my head and opened the door.

"We just fooled around, we didn't even get to the good stuff because Sammy just barged in." I set my stuff down. "Do you like Jack?" Tasha asks as she sits down on my chaise. "I don't know- yeah, maybe a little. But we aren't like that" I say, going through my fridge to distract from Natasha's judging stare. "You're changing him, you know. For the better." She said.

"No, he's just figuring stuff out." I close the fridge. "Thanks to you." She raises an eyebrow. "Shutup" I laugh. I hand her some tea and we watch as hot, humid L.A. begins to rain. The big window in my living room is soon filled with specks of water. "Tea is gross" Tasha sets her cup down. "You're gross." I say. "Jack's dick is gross but you still suck it." She comes back. "You're not wrong." I shrug and smile, sipping my tea.