No Strings Attached [JJ Maybank - OBX]

5: goods and services

JJ smiled as he looked down at the messages that flashed up on his phone.

:Rosie (RED):

'Get to the shop ASAP'

'I need to see you'

'Where are you and how soon can you be here?'

He smirked to himself knowing that this friendship/fuck buddies thing was always going to fail at some point. He pushed his phone into his back pocket before shutting the lawn mower off. "Catch ya later" he spoke, giving his manager at the club a 2 finger salut. He packed up and headed straight for his bike. He revved up the engine and sped off in the direction of the marina, specifically in the direction of Devine's Dive Centre.

JJ could hear the music playing as he walked along the dock towards the dive shop. The sign had already been dragged in but the door was propped open. Inside he could see the petite girl singing along with the radio, dancing and moving whilst mopping the floor. He smirked to himself thinking how selfless and innocent she looked. Rosie Elizabeth Devine was a girl who he always thought he had figured out. But when she moved away and then came back, she was not quite the open book as he remembered. He smiled at the way her small body moved and the way her lips sung the song, slightly out of tune and out of time. To JJ Maybank she was perfect. He knew the deal, and actually it worked for him too. But it didn't hurt to appreciate a friend for how great they are.

He stepped into the shop pushing the door and ringing the bell above it. Rosie snapped out of her music loving trance to look at the person who had just entered the dive shop. Her panicked expression softened when she saw who it was. His smile gave her butterflies, even if it was the last thing she would ever admit. "Hey" She spoke softly before carrying on her duty of mopping the floor.

"Hey" JJ spoke, giving her a suggestive look and raising his eyebrows at her as she moved to the music. Taylor Swift's 'ME!' Began to blare through the radio. JJ laughed as Rosie sung the words and gestured to herself when the lyrics screamed 'I'm the only one of me, baby that's the fun of me'. JJ smiled and nodded in agreement taking her hands lightly, with the mop held loosely in their grip as they danced and sung along the shop floor. They amused each other with the lyrics and as the chorus rung out again both of them declaring "I promise that you'll never find another like me." Their lips were millimetres apart, their breath catching in the back of their throats. They knew the deal. Their thing was purely sex and they had decided no unnecessary kissing in public.

Rosie's eyes flicked between JJ's and his lips whilst he did the same, smirking down at her. His hand slid along the side of her neck as he lent in closer.

"Are we interrupting?"

JJ and Rosie pulled apart immediately, turning to look at Pope and Kiara who were stood in the entrance to the shop, knowing looks plastered on their faces.

JJ pulled away and shook his head.

"What took you guys so long...trouble in paradise?" JJ mocked, causing the two to frown and shake their heads.

"Shut up JJ" Kie said, pushing past and giving Rosie a hug.

*

"So...sorry i should have made it more clear when I sent those messages-" Rosie spoke quietly to JJ.

"No you have nothing to apologise for. This might be John B's boat.... It might actually be the phantom and if it is, this just shows that the fuckin cops are useless pieces of shit." JJ cut her off.

It had been an interesting evening... 

Rosie explained her day to the others. She had taken a group of experienced divers out earlier that day, and one of them returned saying they had seen what looked like a new wreck. She then joined the 'touron' down to see it, and it ticked every description she could have asked for. That was the boat John B and Sarah Cameron were on the night they disappeared. When Rosie got back she had text the group to ask them to get to the shop as soon as possible, so she could share this news. Little had Rosie taken into account that JJ would have assumed those messages where targeted at him and that it simply meant just another 'Let's fuck now'.