Yeah, she didn't think it made much sense either. But being in Jack's presence didn't feel weird or strange. She was angry with him for sure, but it still felt completely natural to be alone with him.
"Don't you think we should get back?" Lexi asked tugging on a long brown curl and letting it bounce back into place. She did this a few more times before pushing it behind her ear.
Jack shrugged noncommittally and looked into her large brown eyes. "You look beautiful."
"Jack," she said quietly into the dim lighting.
"I know," he told her not letting her add anything else. "I love the way you say my name."
"Funny, I hate the way you say my name," she quipped back quickly hoping to put some much needed distance between them.
"Don't lie, Lex. You're bad at it," he told her nonchalantly leaning backwards and putting his arms across the back of the bench.
"Jack don't call me that," she reminded him feeling the closeness of his arm to her back. She inched forward just a bit to avoid touching him.
He shrugged again as if he was never going to break that habit. He figured she liked it anyway, and he wasn't going to stop now after seven years of the same nickname. "I like the way you look at me."
Lexi sighed heavily. "Can we not?"
"We don't have to," he acknowledged, "but I do love how short of breath you get."
"Don't use that word so freely either," Lexi commanded.
Jack turned abruptly in his seat and stared directly into her eyes. Lexi sat motionless as he seemed to examine every pore on her face. She couldn't help but prove him right. As his gaze intensified, her breathing quickened. She could feel her body misbehaving again, and she tried to stifle the rising desire threatening to overtake her senses.
"You smell delicious," he muttered his free hand reaching up and seductively running his fingers through her long hair. Her breath caught at the slight touch to her ear as he drug the silky strands into their rightful place.
"Wh…wh…what are you a vampire now?" she asked trying to lighten the mood.
He cracked a smile at the comment. "I don't sparkle in the daylight, if that's what you mean."
Lexi giggled reflexively and he took the opportunity to move in even closer to her. She took a sharp breathe when she realized how close he was. "Oh God…" she murmured.
"That's something I've heard before," he said smirking.
"No," she told him scooting over an inch into the metal bar at the end of the bench. She groaned at his nearness. "You smell like sex."
Jack physically laughed out loud at her statement. "I haven't had any."
"So you're what…horny? Is this what this is about?" she asked angrily.
"What? No. I…I don't know. I hadn't planned this," he said careful not to move to further irritate her.
"Oh Jack…why did I just tell you that you smell like sex?" Lexi asked burying her face in her hands in horror.
"Maybe it's my cologne?" he asked playfully.
"Well obviously it's your cologne, but what's wrong with me? I'm not even supposed to be here with you," Lexi said standing abruptly. "I'm so pissed at you I can't even function."
"What?" he asked standing with her. "You were just telling me I smell like sex and now you're pissed at me?"
"Yes."
"Lex, that doesn't make any sense."
"Stop calling me that," she cried turning around to face him. "Lexi. Lexi. Alexa. Whatever you want to call me…just not that alright?"
"Whatever I want to call you?" he asked moving forward a step closer to her.
"Jack you're infuriating."
"I know," he agreed taking another step closer.
"You are getting married in less than a week," she reminded him.
"I know."
"You will be legally bound to another woman in less than a week."
"I know."
"Then why are you doing this?" she asked as he stopped in front of her.
"I still have a week," he said shrugging.
Lexi's mouth dropped. "You're joking.
"I am." The way he said the words was even more confusing. She couldn't tell if he was saying he was as if he was really joking or if it was more of a question. She honestly didn't want to ask though. She had no idea what kind of reaction that would elicit from him.
"You should really stop this," he told her gesturing to her whole self.
"Stop what exactly?" she demanded.
"Getting all fired up," he said his eyes trailing the length of her body.
"Well then stop acting like an idiot," she commanded him.
"I just mean that you are sooo hot when you get feisty," he reminded her.
Lexi shook her head in disbelief and turned to leave. Jack grabbed her wrist and tugged her backwards. She stumbled backwards into him. "Hey I'm just kidding with you," he said his arms circling her waist to steady her balance.
She wasn't sure if she could believe him. But suddenly her mind wasn't thinking properly. When she had fallen against him, her body had landed flush against his chest. Pressed against his heated body, she held onto his shoulders as she straightened herself. Her head tilted upwards and she realized her lips were only inches from his own.
Her mind went blank. Everything she had been doing or thinking about before that moment was gone. It was as if she was standing on the beach seeing him like a mirage. She felt like he was her desert oasis and she was dying for thirst at the feel of his arms around her miniscule waist.
He seemed to realize her nearness at the same time. They both stiffened, too scared to move in any direction and unsure as to what result moving would bring. Their eyes locked onto each other. Lexi watched his travel to her lips and back up. Then slowly once more when he realized she was going to allow him to look where he shouldn't. She felt as if she were watching his eyes zone in on her now dry lips from someone else's body.
Jack's head leaned forward and he rested his forehead against her own. She could feel the waves of exertion and desire coming off of him as he struggled to keep it together. "Lexi, I can't," he said at the same time she muttered, "We shouldn't."
"Jaaaaaack," they heard someone yell not too far off.
Lexi sighed realizing that they had to return to reality, and in reality they didn't do this. She was careful to move so as not to encourage him further. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and crushed her body to him. He pulled her in closer and breathed in her familiar scent.
"It's all going to be okay right Lex?" he whispered into her ear begging for reassurance.
He was asking for something she couldn't give. He was making a terrible mistake, and she of all people knew what a mistake it truly was. She could not reassure him that everything he was doing was going to be fine. In fact, she thought it would fall apart at the first sign of trouble. If anything, this was actually the second sign of trouble. They had done worse in the past.
"I don't know Jack," she muttered.
He sighed heavily. "That's what I'm afraid of."
Just then the branches swung backwards and light flooded in on their intimate moment. The two jumped back as if they had been burned. The action made them look even more guilty than being found alone in a weeping willow together. Lexi's cheeks flamed as her eyes shot over to the entrance to the tree.
"Ramsey," she muttered forlornly her stomach dropping out of her body.
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