Title: I Cave!
Part Four
Author: Candace
E-Mail: idnac@hotmail
. . . Finally breaking away and panting, Jackie spoke again. "Steven, I want you too....
"Then lets keep this going," Hyde nodded, reaching out for her again.
"But," she interrupted, putting her hands up. "I don�t think we should."
Hyde looked down and rested his forehead against her collarbone. "Yeah, that figures."
She gave him a regretful look and threaded her fingers through his hair. "I just think we should take it slow."
"Like relationship slow?" Hyde questioned, looking up.
"Of course," she nodded.
"Yeah, that figures," he sighed again. A relationship with Jackie? No, he wasn�t one for �boyfriend responsibilities�,
then again, look at the perks . . .
"No," he said, shaking his head side to side and sounding like he was trying to convince himself.
She looked at him wide-eyed surprise.
"No," he affirmed, urging her away. She obliged by leaving his lap and sitting on the bed. "I can�t do that, it�s just not me."
She watched him reject her, again. Usually she would just disagree but this time he had actually pushed her away after
she had done a private striptease, a striptease that nearly ended in a very . . . �intimate� position.
Least this time she had something she could say about it.
"Fine, Steven, I accept that," she stated very calmly with a shake of her head, so calm that it worried him.
"Jackie?"
"I have to leave now, walk me home. I�m keeping your shirt, I will NOT put that outfit back on, too many gross memories,"
she told him decisively.
"Huh?" Hyde asked, everything she said sorting out in his mind . . . OH, SON OF A -- Why did he agree to be a servant?
"I�m sure you heard me."
"Jackie, you could be so much more crafty in your revenge," he tried.
"Maybe, but I�m not above doing it this way."
" . . . Shit."
~*~
"Thank you, I expect to see you tomorrow," Jackie said when they finally reached her front door.
"For what? Oh, yeah, I never did give you that tip," Hyde responded giving her a smartass grin.
"Funny, too bad you missed the grand finale," she said matter-of-factly. He observed her, pissed-off tone and all,
she probably did have a grand finale.
"Well, since you still owe me . . ." he trailed off. At the moment he would like nothing better than to strike up a
joint and watch an encore, on second thought he probably didn�t need that joint.
Jackie raised an eyebrow and pursed her lips. "So maybe I didn�t finish, so what."
Hyde just grinned, so he did have a chip to play . . .
She opened the front door and went inside, slamming the door in his face. He laughed and turned to leave,
giving the door a backwards glance. He was barely five steps away when it swung open again.
"Steven? Stop," Jackie called.
"Yeah?" He faced her with a smirk, now was when she would throw him a remark.
As soon as he saw her face it was dropping to a bland expression, if Jackie ever looked bland.
She held out her fist, palm up. From his vantage point he could see orange fabric.
"What�s that?" he asked warily.
"Your servant attire. Here." She urged him to take it and he did, uncrumpling it and holding it in front of him.
Small . . .
Orange with black spots . . .
A loincloth . . .
And there would be MUCH more loin than cloth.
"I�ll expect that to be on you tomorrow. I�ll meet you in Eric�s basement."
"With everyone there?! You really don�t expect me to--"
"Tomorrow. See you then." She slammed the door on him again.
Tomorrow? No way.
He started down his path again, throwing the offending article of �clothing� away.
It took him all of thirty seconds to think of his next plan. Backtracking he picked up the loincloth and smiled.
Maybe Jackie would get a visitor tonight.
Hyde laughed, once again holding up him �uniform� when he accidentally bumped into . . .
To be continued . . .
Did it as quickly as I could 'cause I didn't want to stop the flow :) Alright, whose next?
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