An explosion of happiness evolves in my stomach as our lips lock. He lifts me up without our lips losing contact and I feel myself being put down on a hard cold surface. I'm not particularly interested as to where exactly I am. All I care about are these familiar hands going across my back, squeezing my butt and these familiar lips touching mine as this familiar tongue gently plays with mine.
A sudden loud drop takes me out of my bubble, we let go of each other and I awkwardly scoot back away from him on the counter. That was...intense. I look around me and see that Sam is the one who interrupted the moment, he just stands there with the box he dropped in his hands. Awkwardly looking at his feet, he knows he just ruined something and that on his first work day. I look back at Jay who is just fiddling with my loose hanging top. I slide off of the kitchen counter and take Jay by the hand, to the back room behind the kitchen.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him smiling. I grab his hands and pull myself into a hug. "I came to see you, of course."
I give him a quick pack on the lips, "How long are you staying for?"
"I'm in town for meetings, but I have time babe. Let's get you moved in and then I'll take you out to dinner." Jay speaks calm, always. He talks like he never worries, like he's always in control. That careless island life vibe is what I used to have when we were back in Thailand, it's what made me like Jay for.
A few hours of hard work make my room look perfect, of course my closet was most time consuming but it's all worth it in the end.
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I bought a bed that's hanging from the ceiling, I wanted it to be esthetically pleasing, which it is don't get me wrong. However it turns out a bed on robes looks like a complete sex bed, I'm not kidding. It's kinda funny tho, Sam even commented on it. He was like "The robes are definitely an interesting touch, Brooke." I am dead.
In the mean time Jay had to leave for a meeting, however he'll be picking me up to go out to dinner tonight. Maybe we'll make use of the sex bed then.
Omg stop it Brooke.
I walk downstairs for a cup of tea to I find Lydia working on her laptop by the kitchen table. She turns to me with a suspicious grin on her face and lifts one eyebrow, "Okay, I'm confused."
"What do you mean?" I ask her with an innocent look on my face.
"Oh shut up, you come here and there's an insanely good-looking guy waiting for you. You see him and start making out whereafter one hour he disappears again."
I shrug, "His name is Jay, we met in Thailand." I chuckle after seeing her expression to my meaningless response.
"But lakdsfa;salksjf.....who are you?! what is your life?!!" she whispers.
"Didn't I tell you about the guy I met when I worked at this scuba diving school in Thailand?"
She shakes her head no and moves towards me to hear more of the story. While making a cup of green tea for myself I tell her about Jay.
"Well, I met Jay when I worked there. He was/is a scuba diving instructor who taught me everything I know. From the moment I came there I had a huge crush on him, all the girls on the Island did. We dove together every single day, teaching tourist how to dive or exploring the reefs in our free time. Eventually I felt myself falling for this guy. We spend every single minute of every single day together diving, surfing, exploring the island, partying."
Lydia looks at me with dreamy eyes listening to my story, her head resting on her hands, I smile.
"So were you guys together?" She asks.
"Yeah I think so, we never actually discussed it but yeah we were a couple."
"Except, why did you leave?"
"Well besides being a scuba diving instructor Jay is also a photographer, a really good one at that. And when we spend every waking minute together he would use every occasion to photograph me. He's simply an incredible photographer and I wanted some way to share these amazing pictures, because I believed that it would be a waste if no one ever saw them. So that's why I created an Instagram account. In no time it blew up drastically, I got a modeling contract and that's basically the start of everything."
"Wow..."
"yeah..."
"So Jay still lives in Thailand?"
I chuckle, "Oh no honey, he has 5.9 million followers on Instagram and He's constantly traveling the world."
"But -" Lydia starts but she gets interrupted by the front door suddenly sweeping open. A loud Logan comes waltzing in, he throws his bag on the ground and begins to walk over here.
"We're home bitches!"
"Don't say anything!" I whister to Lydia.
However Logan is already too close, "What can't you say Lydia?" He says on a teasing tone.
"Uhm...-" Lydia starts.
"I'm on my period." I quickly say, whenever you drop the period bomb on any guy they always shut up immidiatly.
"Oh." Is all Logan says, and if I'm correct I spot a hint of blush going over his cheeks.
"Well did you miss me?" He asks Lydia. Logan and her start talking, I Just stand there as he completely ignores me. He must still be mad, if I'm not wanted here I might as well start to get ready for my date tonight.
I go up the stairs to my room and stop in the doorway, I lean against the wall in the dooropening and admire the hard work from this afternoon. It turned out really well.
Then I suddenly feel some big rough hands go past my neck before they slide down to my hips...
———————————- Some back story to Brooke, tell me what you guys think! Xx
