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"What would you say to a double date?" Jackson asked casually during dinner. He and Cristina had been dating a little over a month and every Friday he picked her up after work so they could spend some time together. Sometimes they decided to go to a restaurant and have a fancy dinner and other times they just ended in Jackson's apartment having hot sex all night and then eating cold pizza in the bed. This week they picked up some Chinese and head to Cristina's apartment. So here they were, eating some Kung Pao and Spring Rolls while watching old cheesy movies.

"A double date?" Cristina lifted her eyebrows in surprise, no longer paying attention to the TV.

"It was not my idea." Jackson raised his hands innocently, when he saw that Cristina didn't seem to be very excited about his suggestion. "Mark asked me about it today. He said that Lexie read about it in one girly magazine. It's supposed to spice up the relationship or something like that."

"I don't think our relationship needs to spice up. We barely started dating." Cristina pursed her lips, as if feeling offended that Jackson said their relationship was getting boring.

"Really? Because it's Friday night and we're in your apartment, eating Chinese while watching TV. I could imagine more interesting things to do."

"I just... I don't know if double date is the best idea," she said and her eyes came back to the television screen, hoping the conversation was over. But it wasn't.

"Why not? I think it could be fun." Jackson didn't stop asking. He got quite excited about the idea of going on a double date with Mark and Lexie and he thought Cristina would like it too. But for some unknown reason she didn't seem to be eager about it at all.

"I don't have the best experiences with double dates," she replied and Jackson gave her a questioning look. She let out a loud sigh when she realized that this answer obviously wasn't enough for him. They never talked about their previous relationships or dating experiences, thinking it would be more awkward than useful, but now it seemed to be time to break this unwritten rule. "Once I was on a double date and my boyfriend kept staring at the other girl's boobs the whole night. I felt so embarrassed but I had to sit next to him and pretend I didn't see it. After that night he obviously wasn't my boyfriend anymore and I told myself I'll never go on a double date again."

"You know I'm not like that, right? I'm not into boobs. I'd rather watch your ass the whole evening." He laughed, ignoring the death glare that Cristina sent him. "And on top of that, Lexie's my best friend's girlfriend. Even if I was interested in her and I'm not, I wouldn't do it to Mark. And most importantly I wouldn't do it to you." He took her hand into his and gave it a light kiss.

It was really hard to resist those puppy eyes that Jackson tried to use to persuade her, but Cristina shook her head. She didn't want to risk their relationship falling apart because one of his friends brought up the idea of double date.

"C'mon, Crissy. It's gonna be fun Just give it a try." Jackson didn't stop trying. He knew that Cristina could be really stubborn when she wanted, but he wouldn't give up so easily.

"Don't call me that." Cristina frowned at the nickname Jackson gave her. She hated when people gave her nicknames and Jackson wasn't an exception.

"Why? I think it's cute."

"That's the main reason why I don't want you to use that," she said, the gloomy expression wasn't leaving her face.

Jackson could see that his girlfriend wasn't in a good mood, but decided not to ask why, worried it would just make the situation worse. So instead of talking he just wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer to him. "So what am I supposed to tell Mark? Do you wanna go with them?" he asked after a few minutes of silence. He hoped that Cristina changed her mind. Even though Jackson loved the evenings that they spent alone, just lying in each other's arms, he really wanted to go out and show what kind, beautiful girlfriend he had to as many people as possible. "It would make me really happy if you decided to get to know my friends better." He gave it one last try.

Cristina just let out a loud sigh and rolled her eyes. She knew that Jackson probably wouldn't shut up about it until she agreed so why would she even try? "Tell him we'll go," she answered and Jackson's face brightened again. She still wasn't completely convinced that it would be a success, but she knew she should give it a try. If not for her at least for Jackson. "But I have one condition." Cristina raised her finger, letting him know that it wouldn't be so easy after all. "I get to choose where we go."

"Whatever you want." Jackson smiled before leaning over to her and softly capturing her lips with his.

Cristina just finished her makeup and put on some big earrings when she heard the sound of the doorbell. "I'm coming," she yelled from the bedroom, and hurried to open the door, while trying not to trip in the high heels. She knew that later that evening she would regret the shoes she chose, but decided to wear them anyway.

"Wow! You look fantastic," Jackson said instead of greeting when Cristina opened the door on her apartment and let him in.

"I always look fantastic." Cristina grinned and he pulled her in for a long kiss. "But you don't look bad either," she added when they pulled away from each other and ran her hand over his chest. "It almost makes me want to stay at home and just rip those clothes of you."

"I'm sure there will be time for that later tonight." Jackson winked at her. "But the cab is already waiting for us in front of the building so just finish dressing or whatever and we can go."

"Actually, I'm finished," she said as she took a reassuring look in the mirror.

"Wait, that's all you're gonna wear?" He raised his eyebrows, pointing to the alarmingly short dress that Cristina was wearing. The dress was barely covering her ass and he could swear that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath.

"Didn't you say that I look fantastic?" She frowned, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I did. And you do look fantastic. And hot. But... Maybe too hot for going out in this," he added the last few words in a whisper, knowing that he probably sounded ridiculous. But he really didn't want other men to check Cristina out because she looked so sexy.

"Oh, c'mon. We're not going to church. We're going to a night club. This is what people wear there." She rolled her eyes. "And this dress doesn't even have a low cleavage. Besides I have nothing else to wear and the cab is waiting for us. We have to go."

Jackson just sighed, knowing that he wouldn't win this argument anyway and rather gave up right away. But at least he had to make sure that none of those guys would get near Cristina.

"Looks like Cristina is getting a lot of attention. Aren't you jealous?" Mark asked with a grin and sipped from his whiskey, while he and Jackson watched their girlfriends dancing wildly. They had arrived at the nightclub that Cristina chose less than half an hour ago and she along with Lexie were already on the dance floor, not wasting a single second of that night. Jackson and Mark promised to join them later, after encouraging themselves with a drink first. None of them was a big fan of dancing, but since their girlfriends were clearly enjoying it, they didn't want to ruin the evening for them.

"No," Jackson lied and his grip on the glass he was holding tightened as he brought it to his lips. Of course he was jealous. His very hot girlfriend who was wearing just a tight short dress was dancing in a club full of very horny men and all Jackson could do was to send them angry glares.

"So you are." Mark laughed when he saw Jackson gnashing his teeth, every time some men got close to Cristina.

"How is it possible that you aren't?" Jackson asked because he didn't understand how could Mark stay so calm even though his girlfriend was dancing with a quite drunk man whose eyes wandered to the part of her body that he wasn't supposed to look at.

"It took me a long time. But I trust her," Mark explained shortly. He knew it probably wouldn't satisfy Jackson's question, but it was true. It took him some time to completely trust his girlfriend that she would never betray him or cheat on him, but now he did.

"I trust Cristina. I just don't trust the guys around her," he said and took a sip of his drink, when suddenly he heard a conversation at the next table.

"Do you see that sexy Asian? The one with curly hair?" An unknown blonde haired man asked, nodding his head towards Cristina. "I'm wondering whether she's so wild in the bed too."

"Fifty bucks that I'll get to find out in less than an hour," the other guy that was sitting next to him said. "She doesn't seem to be hard to get." They both burst into laugh and shook their hands as a sign of a deal.

Jackson couldn't listen to things like that any longer and jumped from his seat, heading to Cristina, who was still dancing in the middle of the dance floor and clearly enjoying all the attention she was getting. Mark tried to stop him before he would do something stupid, but he wasn't successful and all he could do was to watch his best friend as the wave of jealousy came over him.

"Hey? What are you doing? Stop! You're embarrassing me," Cristina yelled over the loud music, when Jackson gently grabbed her elbow, pulling her back to the table where Mark was sitting.

"I'm stopping you from embarrassing yourself."

"What the hell are you talking about?" she asked, still not understanding what was going on. A few seconds ago she was dancing and enjoying the evening, thinking that Jackson did the same and now all she could see in his eyes was anger.

"I'm talking about all the men who are drooling over you and making bets about who will get you to the bed faster." The anger in him was growing the more he talked about it. He couldn't stand the fact that some strangers were talking about his girlfriend like that. And even though it wasn't really Cristina's fault and he didn't want to yell at her, he couldn't help the flow of his emotions.

"Oh, please stop overacting," she scoffed, crossing her arms. Cristina's couldn't believe Jackson's behavior. Even if there were some men checking her out or trying to molest her, she would never agree to go with them. Didn't he trust her?

"I'm not overacting. You're mine and I don't want any of those pervs to get near you."

"Well that's too bad. Because I'm not your possession and I can do what I want!" She shouted, clenching her fists in anger, before walking away and all Jackson could was to be mad at himself for not thinking his words through before letting them out.

After the fight with Jackson, Cristina headed to the ladies restroom. She needed a minute for herself to think about what has just happened and she knew that this would be the only place where Jackson couldn't follow her. She locked herself in one of the stalls closed the lid of the toilet seat and sat down. She hid her face in her hands and took a deep breath, trying to fight the tears building in her eyes. It's been her first real fight with Jackson and the way he talked about her brought some painful memories of her previous boyfriend. After their break up she decided not to let anyone to act like they owned her. So what Jackson just did triggered a wave of unwanted emotions. "Stupid PMS," she cursed under her breath, blaming the hormones for the sudden changes of her mood. Cristina has always been a little moody and hot-tempered, but when it came to the time of the month, she was literally a time-bomb. And even though she knew it wasn't right to blame Jackson for all of this, she was too proud to admit that she could be a little faulty too.

After she dried the few tears from her face, she left the bathroom stall, not noticing that she wasn't alone in the room.

"He really likes you," Lexie said as a matter of fact, trying to find out what kind of mood Cristina was in from the look on her face. After she saw Cristina and Jackson fighting, she came back to their table and Mark explained her what was going on. Apparently Jackson wanted to be an overprotective boyfriend, but it all turned out wrong.

"What?" Cristina asked, pretending she had no idea what was Lexie talking about. She knew that Mark and Jackson probably sent Lexie after her to calm her down a little, but she wouldn't let it be that easy. If Jackson wanted her to forgive him, he had to do something himself.

Lexie just sighed when she saw that Cristina was still mad. And she couldn't blame her. A jealous boyfriend was never a good thing. But she had known Jackson for a long time and she also knew that he acted like that because he cared. Even though it wasn't the best way to show it. "Jackson. The look in his eyes… I have known him for a quite some time and I can tell you I have never seen him this happy. You shouldn't be mad at him."

"Then why is he acting like an idiot and embarrassing me in front of everyone?" Cristina pursed her lips in anger and crossed her arms over her chest.

"That's exactly the reason why he is acting like an idiot. He cares about you and he can't stand the thought of someone hurting you."

"He should be the one telling me this. Not you. If he wants to solve this problem, the he needs to do this alone," Cristina said and turned around on her heel, leaving the restroom.

When they both came back to their table, they noticed Mark and Jackson were already paying the bill, preparing to leave. After the little incident they decided it would be better to move elsewhere.

"Are we leaving?" Lexie was the first one to ask.

"Yeah. We thought that maybe we could move somewhere else," Jackson replied, glancing at Cristina who was still avoiding his look. Despite what Lexie told her, she was still mad. And if Jackson wanted to change that, he would need to try a little harder.

A few minutes later they were all sitting in a cab and nobody except for Jackson knew where they were heading. The ride was quiet and a little uncomfortable since Cristina still wasn't talking to Jackson and the small talk Mark and Lexie tried to start wasn't really helping it. Luckily for all of them it didn't take long before the cab stopped in front of a small building, quiet music coming out of it.

"I didn't know this place still exists. I haven't been here for years," Mark said when they entered Joe's, the bar that he used to visit in his college years. It's been a few years since then, but it looked almost the same.

"You know this place?" Lexie asked, looking around the dark, yet cozy little bar, wondering why Mark never told her about it. It looked like a nice place to hang out.

"Yeah, when Jackson and I were in college, we used to come here all the time." Mark nodded. "It's the best place when you want to spill your guts."

"Well, look who came to see his old favorite place. I wondered what happened to you," a man who stood behind the bar said with a grin on his lips, looking at Mark.

"Joe! Good to see you again." Mark smiled at the bartender. Seeing him after such a long time he remembered all the evenings he spent there, talking to Joe about his current girlfriends. "I thought this place no longer existed. If I knew it's still here, I would definitely come."

"This place has been closed for a while, but now I'm back again. So I hope I'll see you here more often." Mark just nodded, promising that he would definitely come. "And who is this lovely girl? I haven't seen her here before." Joe asked as he turned to Jackson and Cristina who was still a little angry.

"That's Cristina, my girlfriend," Jackson introduced her, hoping the last two words would still be true despite what happened and they all became quiet for a while.

"So what are you going to order?" Joe asked to break the awkward silence.

"Whiskey for us and tequila for the girls, right?" Mark looked at everyone to make sure he was right and Joe nodded.

"It'll be there in a second."

After placing their order the four of them moved to the table in the corner of the room. Lexie tried to carry on a conversation, but despite her effort it didn't make the situation between Jackson and Cristina any less awkward.

"Do you want to dance?" Mark asked all of sudden when his favorite song started to play and Lexie just nodded with a big smile on her face. "Excuse us," he said as they both got up from the table, heading to the small dance floor in the middle of the bar while holding hands. They were glad they finally had a reason to leave Cristina and Jackson alone for a while so they could talk.

"Are you mad?" Jackson asked, when he couldn't stand the awkward silence between him and Cristina any longer. Since the moment he stopped her wild dance in the night club, she barely looked at him. He had no idea what was going on in her head, but he assumed it wasn't anything good.

"Yes," she answered shortly, still avoiding looking at him. She knew that once she would see his puppy eyes, she couldn't be mad any longer. And she didn't want to let him win so easily. Even though she knew he eventually would. But she decided to make him earn it first.

"Look, I'm sorry for what I did. I was… jealous. The guys at the next table were making bets how fast they can get you to their bed and I couldn't just sit there and pretend I didn't hear it. I had to do something," he said and rubbed the back of his neck, while trying to find a way to make Cristina talk to him again. Even though they have been dating just for a couple of weeks, he already found out how stubborn she could be.

"I can take care of myself," she said, her eyes still glued to the table. Cristina always hated when men acted like she wasn't strong enough to take care of herself. Because she was. And Jackson knew that too. Yet, he would do anything to protect her.

"I know. I know," Jackson whispered and took Cristina's hand into his, lightly brushing his finger over the back of it. "I'm sorry I talked about you like you were my possession. That was a stupid thing to do. But I'm your boyfriend. I want to look after you. To make sure that nothing happens to you. Don't you see it, Cristina?"

Cristina didn't say anything and just pressed her lips together, thinking about what Jackson just said. He really seemed to be concerned about her. But she couldn't get rid the feeling, that maybe, one day he would turn into a crazy jealous boyfriend who would want control her every move.

There was a moment of silence between them, both lost in their thoughts. While Jackson was trying to come up with something to make it up to Cristina, she was thinking about what Lexie told her. Maybe Jackson really was acting like an idiot because he cared. Maybe he wasn't like the other guys she dated. And the only way to find out was to risk it. "I think Lexie was right," Cristina said, finally looking up into Jackson's eyes.

"About what?" he asked a little confused. He had no idea what Lexie said to Cristina in the restroom. She only told him she would talk to her and try to help him. And so far he didn't think she was very successful.

"You really are into me." A small genuine smile formed on her lips, as she saw him nervously looking at her, waiting for her answer.

Jackson let out a breath he didn't know was holding and also smiled a little. "Of course I am. And you're driving me crazy. Don't you see it?"

"Sorry. I won't be any different." She replied and put on her innocent face.

"I don't want you to be different," Jackson said and leaned over to capture her lips with his, happy when she didn't pull away and kissed him back instead. "So… Do you wanna dance?" he asked a little hesitantly.

"I thought you said you can't dance." Cristina smirked, torturing him some more, even though she knew that eventually she would agree.

"I can't, but maybe you could teach me." Jackson winked at her and Cristina's smile grew bigger.

She wasn't sure whether she should resist a little longer and torture him some more or if she should just give into Jackson's mesmerizing eyes and enjoy the rest of the night. Luckily for Jackson it didn't take her too long to decide, especially when she saw the sweet smile on his lips. "Okay," she said and shrugged her shoulders. "Let's dance."


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