They Don't Know (BOOK TWO)

Chapter 2

All Jackson can do is laugh as Sevyn bounces around the living room singing a random mash up of Christmas songs. She does a really bad version of the moonwalk, gliding across the carpet as gracefully as a beached whale. Jackson cracks up when she trips over her own feet but continues to dance and sing.

"Baby you suck at singing," He says as she belts out the lyrics to jingle bell rock. He came to chill with her before he leaves in the morning to New York.

"Get in the spirit with me!" She exclaims while doing the cabbage patch and switching the song to Rudolf the red nose reindeer.

"Yo its too late to be this crazy, come here," Jackson gestures with his finger for her to come closer. Figuring she needs a moment to catch her breath, Sevyn puts her hands on her hips and walks over to where Jackson is sitting on the couch. He pulls her onto his lap so that she's straddling him and wraps his arms around her waist.

"You know what I really want for Christmas?" He asks, his chocolate brown eyes gazing up at her like a child meeting Santa for the first time.

"What?" Sevyn twirls his chain around her finger as she catches her breath.

Jackson smirks and squeezes her waist, "A lap dance,"

"Nigga what?" Sevyn raises her eyebrows. Of all things to choose from as a Christmas present and he asks for a lap dance. "Where did that come from?"

"Well I was thinking about how you were dancin on me at Macy's party and I decided that I want to experience that again. Except it can be more intimate cuz I'm allowed to touch your ass." He grins at her.

Sevyn laughs dryly, "Thats all you do anyway. But if you really want a lap dance you're gonna have to wait until you get back from New York." She watches his face fall into a look of disappointment and laughs.

"Why I gotta wait until then?" He frowns.

Sevyn smiles and sways side to side, "Cuz then you'll have something to look forward to when you get back after New Years."

Jackson sucks his teeth, knowing that she makes a good point. "Can I at least get a sample?" He pleads, running his hands back and forth across her sides, raising her shirt slightly.

"Mmmm, maybe," Sevyn grins pushing up against his chest and wrapping her arms around his neck. Just then footsteps thud down the stairs, ruining any of Sevyn's intention to give Jackson a taste of what's in store. "Guess you can scratch that idea." She says as Malcolm appears in the living room.

Jackson groans and shoots Malcolm a look. He raises his eyebrows like he just walked in on something he wasn't supposed to. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Nope," Sevyn replies hopping off of Jackson's lap, despite his effort to get her to stay seated.

"Good, cuz it's my house so I could care less." Malcom shrugs. Sevyn bobs her eyebrows and heads to the kitchen for a snack.

Jackson shakes his head and looks at Malcolm. "I don't see how you put up with her."

"You're the one dating her bro," Malcolm replies laughing.

"Good point," Jackson says, watching as Malcolm heads to the door and grabs the keys off the hook. "Where are you headed?" He glances at the time on his phone, 10:35.

Malcolm quickly thinks of something in his head. "I'm making a run to CVS up the street, nigga got the munches, Tell Sevyn if she asks."

Malcolm never has been a very good liar, so he hopes that the tenseness in his shoulders and his scrunched up brows don't give him away. Thankfully Jackson simply nods as he opens the door and leaves. When he gets in the car he doesn't go in the direction of CVS, he instead heads in the opposite direction, the one he's seen his dad travel down a lot late at night while he watches from the hallway window.