When Michelle was young, her mother Holly had gone on vacation to Las Vegas and come back a week later married to a widower named Steve. Steve had a son named Jackson, who was just a couple of years older than Michelle. Steve, like Michelle’s mother, was free spirited and believed in that love at first sight bit, even if it was in a smoke filled Las Vegas casino bar. Even at a young age Michelle saw the absurdity in what her mother did and of course didn’t approve. However, watching the two fall deeper and deeper in love with one another with each passing year changed her mind. This is why it tore her soul into two when Steve died of cancer after 20 years of loving marriage to Holly. Jackson was of course devastated, and Michelle spent a lot of time with him then, comforting him and helping with the arrangements. Holly was an emotional mess and frankly still was not over his passing.
Michelle sighed and leaned back in her chair as she momentarily tuned back in to reality just to find that Bob was still going on with numbers and projections. She went back to her text conversation with Rachel and replied, ‘yeah I’m excited too!’
The situation between Michelle and Jackson was that they had been incredibly close despite the difference in their personalities. Jackson was the street smart, fun loving, funny, adventurous, handsome kid who couldn’t be tamed. Michelle was the book smart, quiet, wallflower who didn’t quite know how to deal with people and would have just rather curled up with a book. The two had a close bond and Jackson was always there to protect her but also test her limits, which she supposed was good and bad considering her personality.
After Jackson’s father had passed, they saw less and less of each other, going onto different paths, Jackson bulldozing his way into the business world while Michelle worked behind the scenes in the publishing industry. Michelle sort of chuckled to herself at the realization that they hadn’t changed much over the years. In any case, they kept in touch through the occasional phone calls, emails, and text messages.
Michelle would have been lying if she said she didn’t miss him. She wished to see him again, but they were so far apart these days. So it was a complete surprise to her when one day a birthday invitation and two plane tickets to San Diego arrived at her home. Jackson expressed in the invitation how he missed her. He said he wanted her to be there to celebrate his birthday weekend. He also added she was welcome to invite her own guest; without a second thought, she called Rachel to ask if she wanted to attend.
“Michelle are you paying attention?”
Michelle looked around, momentarily forgetting where she was in the midst of her deep thoughts. She was faced with a very irritated Nicki who could see Michelle had mentally checked out of the meeting.
“Yes, yes of course,” Michelle lied anyway before proceeding to pretend she was writing down notes. If this meeting didn’t end soon she may just have to do some bodily harm to Bob.
*****
“I’ll be seeing you soon, are you excited?”
Jackson’s deep, smooth voice spoke to Michelle through the telephone line. Michelle lay down on her couch with her phone in her hand and a large smile on her face as she spoke with her stepbrother.
“Of course,” she responded shyly.
“Good. Chelle, you’re going to have the best time I promise. Are you bringing anyone?”
“Yes, my friend Rachel from work,” Michelle replied as she stood up to walk to her room. The flight to San Diego was tomorrow and she had yet to pack.
“Great, call me when you land, I’m going to come pick you guys up,” Jackson said, sounding like he was moving around some papers.
“Ok, sounds good,” Michelle said. “Hey Jackson?”
“Yes Chelle?”
Michelle bit her lip. She wanted to say what was in her heart but found something was holding her back.
“Nothing, I’m excited to see you and I’ll talk to you later.”
“Chelle?”
“Yes Jackson?”
“I missed you, see you soon, bye.”
Michelle looked at the phone and realized her cheeks had been burning due to what he had said. She shook her head and removed herself from the cloud she was on.
“Get it together Michelle,” she told herself as she went back to her room to get started on the difficult task of packing before preparing for bed.
*******
In the quiet early morning of the day of the trip, an incessant knock echoed through Michelle’s apartment. Michelle groaned, pulling the covers over her bed as she prayed for whoever it was to go away. Just as the noise of the knocking quietened down, her phone took its place in disturbing the peace.
Michelle let out yet another groan as she searched for her phone and through one eye peeked who was calling her at this hour.
“Shit!”
Michelle saw that Rachel was calling and saw the time; it was already 6 in the morning. Their flight left at 9 and she was not at all ready. Michelle scrambled out of bed as she answered the call.
“Michelle I can’t believe you’re still sleeping, you must not want to go!”
“I do, I’m coming to let you in now!”
Michelle ran down the short flight of stairs to let Rachel in before quickly doing a turnaround back up the stairs to go get ready. This was the day she was going to see Jackson and everything in her being was nervous about it
“You are unbelievable Michelle,” Rachel said as she dragged her suitcase into Michelle’s place, but stayed by the door. There was no time to sit and get cozy; they still had to make their way to the airport soon.
After hurriedly getting ready, brushing her teeth and throwing her hair back in a messy bun, they left for the airport. Michelle made sure to pack Jackson’s present safely in her luggage before flying down the stairs in a simple grey dress and black heels, and her travel suitcase.
“Finally,” Rachel said with a sigh as she glanced at her watch.
“Sorry, I spent all night trying to figure out what to bring,” Michelle said with a sigh as they left the house to meet their taxi ride to the airport.
“Sounds like someone is looking to get lucky,” Rachel said with a smirk as they got into the cab which promptly took off.
One long flight later the two women had reached sunny San Diego. They stepped out of the crowded airport to greet the warm sun and cool breeze. A smile tugged at the corner of Michelle’s lips as she let the sun warm her skin. This was going to be an amazing weekend.
“So where is he, can we go back inside and wait?”
Michelle looked over at Rachel who was digging in her purse; she eventually pulled out a tube of sun screen and began lathering herself with it. Michelle shook her head; she had forgotten the beautifully pale Rachel was not a fan of long exposure to the sun.
“A little sun isn’t going to kill you,” Michelle said under her breath as she pulled out her phone to call Jackson.
In a matter of minutes a shiny black car pulled up in front of the two women. Upon seeing the car, Michelle hung up and clutched the phone in her hand nervously. She stared at the black car with tinted windows with the feeling that it was Jackson who was inside.
The door swung open suddenly from the passenger side and a long, bare, feminine leg in blood red heels stepped out of the vehicle. They belonged to a tall, brunette, model type woman in a skin tight black dress.
“Uhm, do you see what I see?” Rachel asked in a hush voice as she leaned over to Michelle, not taking her eyes off of the beautiful woman.
Michelle’s eyes widened. She hoped to everything that she was mistaken in thinking it was Jackson’s car. Unfortunately, Michelle was correct in her initial assumption because the driver side door opened to reveal a tall, handsome and dark-haired man dressed in black jeans and a gray t-shirt. The man turned in slight confusion before making eye contact with Michelle. When he recognized her, a large smile graced his face.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Michelle said in a hushed tone as she instinctively grabbed onto Rachel’s arm.
Michelle tore
herself away from the brunette beauty to look at Jackson as he shut his door and began to walk her way. All sorts of questions ran through Michelle’s mind as Jackson approached her, the first and main one was: who was the brunette? And why in the world was she with Jackson to pick them up?
“Chelle!”
Jackson came up to Michelle and without warning, picked her up off her feet and swung her around. Michelle let out a little scream as she held on to the tall, strong man who apparently had no problem swinging her around like a rag doll.
“Jackson, put me down,” Michelle exclaimed as she felt herself getting dizzy. Jackson, who was grinning like an idiot the entire time, finally lowered her to the safety of the ground.
“I can’t believe you’re here,” he said with a smile as he gently moved stray strands of her hair from her face and pulled her into a tight hug. He released her from his hold and his eyes met hers, truly realizing how much he had missed her. Jackson then turned to Rachel who had been applying sunscreen on and off.
“You must be Rachel,” he said with a warm smile as he took her hand and shook it.
Rachel looked at Jackson in awe whether it was at his attractiveness or the fact that he was somewhat of a celebrity, Michelle didn’t know.
“Yes, that’s me, I’m Rachel, nice to meet you,” Rachel replied awkwardly. Michelle did everything in her power not to laugh, Rachel, for the most part, was not a people person so watching the interaction was slightly entertaining.
While Rachel was being awkward, Michelle set her sights on the brunette who was still with the car checking her make up in a compact mirror. She couldn’t help the ping of jealousy that radiated in her chest as she wondered who the woman was to Jackson.
“Jackson, who is that woman who came with you?”
Michelle looked over at Jackson, who was still chatting with Rachel. In turn, the nameless brunette eyed Michelle intently. Her glare told Michelle the brunette was not very pleased at her arrival.
“Oh,” Jackson said in surprise as if he had forgotten she had ridden with him. “That’s just Nadia, she’s a friend who is staying at the house this weekend,” Jackson said as he took the two women’s bags with a grin and headed towards the car.
Michelle and Rachel looked at one another before watching Jackson walk over to the car to put their luggage in the trunk.
“I don’t know about this,” Michelle said as she looked back at Rachel. While Jackson said she was a friend, it didn’t seem as if it was as simple as that.
“Well, it’s too late to turn back now, might as well enjoy ourselves right?” said Rachel. She shrugged and made her way to the car. Rachel had made it sound so easy. Michelle couldn’t blame her; after all she didn’t know of Michelle’s feelings for Jackson.
Jackson waved Michelle over to the car, signaling they were all ready to depart. Nadia threw one more glare her way before re-entering the expensive vehicle, causing Michelle to question whether this trip would be as relaxing as she originally thought it would be.
One thing was for sure though; it was too late to turn back now.
*****
The three sat in the car while Jackson spoke about how great of a weekend it was going to be. On the night of his actual birthday, there would be a masquerade party. Michelle sat in the back seat listening to Jackson but was a little annoyed that she wasn’t sitting in front, as childish as that sounded. She burned holes at the back of Nadia’s head as the model laughed and playfully rubbed Jackson’s knee.
“Hey Chelle you okay back there? You’re a little quiet,” Jackson said as they reached a stop light and he physically turned his head to eye her. Michelle put on a smile and waved off the concern Jackson was showing.
“Yeah just tired is all,” Michelle lied; she was really worried about the tension that was accumulating in the car. She had to deal with it at work and now here? Michelle mentally asked the universe if this was some sort of karma at work.
“We’re almost to the house and then you can rest up before dinner,” Jackson said with a sympathetic smile as he returned his attention to the road. He could sense something was wrong with Michelle but did not want to ask, with Nadia and Rachel in the car with them. He didn’t know what it was, but hoped it was nothing serious.
Michelle gazed out of the window as the houses got bigger and bigger on their way to Jackson’s place. She was in genuine awe of how gorgeous the houses were. She couldn’t even imagine how Jackson’s house would look.
“Must be nice to have money,” Rachel said quietly as she also gazed out of her window at the magnificent houses that they passed by.
Michelle looked at the passenger side and noticed Nadia hadn’t said a word to her or Rachel the entire time. She had focused all her attention and energy on laughing at Jackson’s corny jokes and touching him unnecessarily. It was as though she and Rachel didn’t even exist to Nadia, which pissed Michelle off even further.
Finally, Michelle noticed that their speed was slowing. She scooted to the middle of the seat to look out of the front window. Her jaw dropped. The house that they approached was bigger than anything she had ever seen. The hugeness of it was amazing in itself.
“We’re here,” Jackson said with a grin as he pulled into what looked like a small parking lot all filled with foreign cars.
“Jackson, you are really doing well for yourself,” Michelle said, still in shock as she slowly got out of the parked car and looked around.
“Yeah, I have my financial team to thank for that,” he said with a chuckle as he went to pull out hers and Rachel’s luggage from the trunk. Rachel and Michelle walked around the large front grassy area still recovering from the fact that they were going to spend the weekend in such a massive place.
“Come in, come in,” Jackson said with a proper tone as he rolled their things into the house with Nadia right at his heel. Michelle crossed her arms and watched as they walked into the house.
“Do you think they’re, you know,” Rachel implied the obvious as she eyed Michelle with her eyebrow raised. She must have sensed the jealousy radiating off of Michelle because she waited for an answer. She supposed when it really came down to it Jackson was free to see whomever he wanted, not that she was happy about it. Michelle opted to look away in attempt to hide her true feelings about the matter.
“I mean, the vibes I’m getting from that girl say they are, you know?” said Michelle.
Rachel crossed her arm and nodded in agreement. “I guess we’ll have to stay out of her way huh?”
Michelle rolled her eyes and began walking towards the house; she was fuming just a little bit. She had come here for a relaxing weekend and to spend time with Jackson; there was no way she was going to stay out of the way.
As Michelle and Rachel walked into the house they were greeted by at least five other people. Michelle and Rachel did their best to put on friendly faces and be social for the moment. Michelle glanced at Jackson, signaling him that she and Rachel were ready to be shown to their rooms. The three said their brief goodbyes and promised to catch up with the group later.
“Ok, I thought you guys would want to be in rooms next to each other so you guys will be down the hallway,” Jackson said as he led the girls down a long and narrow hallway.
“How many bedrooms are in this place?”
“10, it’s pretty much a party mansion for occasions like this so it works out” Jackson said as he fished out a key from his pocket and unlocked one of the rooms.
“This will be your room Rachel,” he said as he allowed her to walk in past him.
“This room is amazing,” Rachel exclaimed as she immediately gravitated towards the king-sized bed. The room was decorated in deep red and gold; and was fully furnished with a small couch, a plasma screen television, full bathroom and what seemed to be a walk-in closet.
“Glad you love it, Chelle your room is similar just a different color scheme.”
Michelle, agog at the décor in Rachel’s room, was beyond curious now to see w
hat her own room looked like.
“I’m going to take a well-deserved nap, Michelle. I’ll see you later. Thanks again Jackson,” Rachel said with a pleased look on her face as she dragged her suitcase into the room and shooed Jackson and Michelle out.
“She’s already making herself at home,” Michelle said as she shook her head causing Jackson to chuckle.
Next stop was Michelle’s room. The two walked in silence for the short trip to the next room over. The air between them was odd and Michelle wondered if it was because they hadn’t seen each other in a while. Jackson pulled out a key and unlocked the door, allowing Michelle to walk in. Michelle’s reaction was just as Rachel’s; astonished by the grand space and excellent décor of the room.
Michelle placed her luggage by the door. She looked in the bathroom and closet, before coming to sit on the plush bed. She sat with a smile and ran her finger against the soft, navy blue sheets before noticing that Jackson was in the room, the door closed behind him.
Michelle looked up at him, confused, as he took just a few short steps before stopping right in front of her. She watched as his hand slowly rose and gently grasped her slender jaw. Michelle felt the heat rise to her face and her heart was pounding out of her chest at the sudden closeness. She looked up at met his green eyes looking for some sign of what he was thinking.
“Jackson?”
Instead of answering her, Jackson placed his other hand on her cheek and began leaning down to her level. Michelle’s eyes immediately went to the plush lips that were coming towards her in that instant. In her mind she began questioning whether this was a dream; her question was quickly answered when Jackson’s soft lips made contact with hers.
Michelle’s eyes widened in shock momentarily but she felt her body relax as she melted into the kiss. Jackson’s tongue urged her lips open which she obliged with no hesitation. Their tongues danced and Michelle grabbed onto Jackson’s shoulders pulling him closer to her. Jackson’s hand snaked around to Michelle’s back and laid her down on the bed with his body hovering over hers. Michelle felt the kiss become more urgent and desperate as their tongues wrestled and Jackson’s body began to grind against hers.
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