Sneaking around…."bittersweet"

Jason, Bren, and Jazz are in a rental car, headed to an unknown destination. Jason looked over at Bren. "You're quiet."

"Jason, I'm just trying to process everything."

"Process what?"

"Process this."

"Why?"

Bren turned in her seat, and looked at Jason. "You cannot be serious? You DID NOT just ask me that?"

"What's wrong? I thought you loved Hawaii."

"I do, but come on….Wait, are we staying in the same house too?"

"Yes."

"Jaaason."

"What?!"

"You are so insensitive, and how did you manage that?"

"I own it."

"Since when?"

"I have for awhile." They pull up to the familiar gate. Jason enters the code, the gate opens, and they make their way up the driveway. For Bren, the memories come back one after the other. *making love in the shower, their time in the pool, the New Year's dinner, the fights, the making up-* "Brenda!"

"Why are you hollering?!"

"I called your name twice."

"I was ignoring you." She lied.

"Are you getting out?"

"No, I'm sleeping in the car." They exit the car and enter the house. The house looks the same, just as she remembered it. "I'm going to take Jazz up, she needs a bath, and I need a shower."

"You can have the master bedroom." Jason took all the luggage upstairs, and then went into the other room to shower. He is in the living area waiting, when they come down. Jazz sprints over to the glass doors. "I want to play in the water!"

"Maybe later."

"I ordered food."

"Good, I'm starving."

Jazz stares out of the doors, longing to be in the water. Bren looked over at her. "She's itching to get out."

"Yeah. Why were you upset?"

"Because, you brought me back here."

"I thought you wanted to come back?"

"Jason, I did, but the last time we came, we were together. It's like a reminder of what was. It's bittersweet, we had some good times here."

"Actually, all I remember is you ruining our New Year's dinner….when you tried to break things off."

"That was one night."

"Yeah, New Year's Eve."

"Whatever, we had a lot of good times. Some really good times. Some in the shower, and in the pool good times."

"I'm not saying we didn't."

"But hey, that was then, this is now." *buzzing*

"Food's here, I'll go let them in...…"

Bren leaned back in the chair. "I'm stuffed."

"Mommie, I want to get in the water!"

"Sweetie, you just ate, and you might get sick."

Jason looked at Bren. "She'll be fine. Just let her get in for a little while. This is supposed to be a vacation. Bend the rules a little."

"Ok, but no horseplay." Bren took Jazz upstairs, and changed her into her swimsuit. Jason changed into his trunks.

"You're not getting in?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm tired, it's not like the flight was two hours. Hey, don't let me spoil the fun."

Jason and Jazz get in the pool, and Bren takes a seat in one of the lounge chairs. "Mommie, look at me!"

"I see you sweetheart!" Jazz has her floating devices on her arms, as she kicks, splashes, and plays with Jason. Bren leaned back in the chair, and closed her eyes.

"Jazz, do you want mommie in the pool?"

"Yes. Jason pulled himself up, and got out of the pool. He quickly picked Bren up, and threw her in."

"Jaaason!"

"Mommie, you are wet!" She breaks out into hysterical laughter. "Oooh, you are going to get it, Jason!" Bren jumped up, and pushed Jason's head into the water. They all spend the next hour, playing in the pool….

Bren has just put Jazz to bed, she then makes her way downstairs to get something to drink. Jason looked up and sees Bren. "I thought you were in bed."

"Not yet, I decided to come down and keep you company."

"You didn't come down here to keep me company. You came to get something to drink."

Bren smiled. "You know me soo well." Jason poured Bren a glass of wine, and he grabbed himself a beer. They both walked into the living room and sat down. "Do you realize its been over four years, since we were last here? So much has changed."

"Yeah."

"How long have you owned this place?"

"For awhile."

"How long is awhile?"

"Awhile Brenda."

"Why did you buy it?"

"Initially, I bought it for us."

"You never told me."

"It was supposed to be a surprise, but you left, so that was the end of that."

"Why didn't you sell it?"

"I never got around to it."

"oh."

"I'm glad I didn't, it felt good bringing Jazz here."

"Yeah, she's in love with that pool." *silence* "Jason, you really are good with her. I'm seeing a different side to you, a more playful side. Who knew you could be so, carefree." *silence* Bren didn't know why, but it started to feel awkward, so she makes the decision to leave. "Well, I'm going to head up stairs. I'm exhausted. I only came down to get a drink." Bren placed her glass on the table, and was just about to get up.

'How could you just leave?" *silence*

Bren looked at Jason. "Where did that come from?"

"I want to know."

"It wasn't easy, it was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Was it the right decision? No. But we've been over that."

"I would have never left you, under no circumstances. I was ready to tell the world, how much I loved you. Why weren't you?"

"It was not that, I just didn't want to hurt anybody, and I was so ashamed."

"Brenda, we fell in love, no shame in that."

"When you are pregnant with your fiancé's best friend's child, there is a lot of shame in that."

"I disagree. No shame in following your heart."

'Yeah, Jason, but I was going to be blamed for it, not you."

"They blamed me too."

"Because I wasn't around."

"So that was your reason for leaving? You didn't want to face the music?"

"Jason, it was a combination of things. I didn't want to ruin anybody's life either."

"Come on Brenda, now you are giving us too much power. Nobody's life was ruined. Hurt, yes, but their lives continue."

"I just thought I was doing the right thing, especially for Jazz."

"By taking her away from me?"

"ok, Jason. I'm done with this conversation. I've apologized, and I know it doesn't change things, but you rubbing it in my face won't either. I'm not looking for your forgiveness anymore. I just would love it, if you stop making me feel guilty all the time. Look, I already do, I don't need your help."

"How long did it take for you to move on?"

"Who said I did?"

"You were involved with Murphy."

"Yes, but I never moved on. Where is all this coming from?"

Jason stared out of the glass doors. "I don't know."

"Do you still have feelings for me?"

"I don't know."

"Jason…you know. You just don't want to admit it." *silence* Bren continued. "You know what I think?….I think you miss me, just as much as I miss you." Before Bren could stop herself, she moved closer to Jason.

"Jason, look at me." Jason looks over at her, his eyes meeting hers. "You miss me, I know you do, because I feel it. I want to touch you, just as bad as you want to touch me." Bren reached up, and stroked the side of his face. "I miss touching you. Baby, you feel so good." Bren leaned in and kissed his cheek. "You miss my lips….on your skin? Because I miss yours." Before Jason can object, Bren straddled him. She leaned in, her lips an inch from his. "I've missed these lips." Bren flicked her tongue across his lips. Jason took a deep breath, grabbed both sides of her face, and kissed her with an intensity that could melt steel. She couldn't believe what was happening. It had been four years, since he last kissed her. Bren closed her eyes, and allowed herself to get lost in him. He took her top lip into his mouth sucking, licking, tasting. Her bottom lip followed. His kisses were so soft, it was as if he was savoring every inch of her. Bren parted her lips, inviting him to enter. He felt good inside, her head started spinning, she felt her self losing control. *please don't stop* Jason moved down to her neck, his hand sliding up under her shirt, seeking, until it found its home. Bren's breathing increases and she moans. *please don't stop* He moved up to her ear, and whispered. "I want to feel you."

"Ok." Jason didn't give her a chance to move, he got up, with her still around his waist, and climbed the stairs….

Jason took her into his room. "Jason, wait."

"You changed your mind?"

"No, I need to check on Jazz."

"I'll do it." He leaves. Bren is standing by the window, when he returns. She turns to face him, her eyes full of emotion.

"Jason, before we make love, I just need to know that this isn't just a one time thing. I don't want to be with you for one night."

"Brenda, I-."

"Listen, I know you have issues with me, unresolved ones. As much as I want to physically be with you, I want you to trust me…..the way you use to."

"That takes time. I know I want you."

"That means so much to me. But, I don't think we should make love tonight, let's at least sleep on it."

"Ok."

"But we can sleep together, I can find joy in that."

"Me too."

"Would you carry me?"

"Brenda, are you serious?"

"Yes, you use to carry me all of the time."

"Yeah, that's because you walk slow." Jason picked her up, carried her over to the bed, and then he dropped her.

"Jaaason!"

"It was a mistake." Jason removed his shirt and joined her. Bren laid her head on his chest.

"I've missed this huge chest." Bren playfully starts kissing it. She then moved up to his neck. "and I've missed this tree trunk of a neck." The kisses on his neck start out playful, but the intensity grows. She starts sucking, and licking it. Jason moans, grabs her and flips her over onto her back. He lifts her shirt, and starts kissing her stomach. He trailed kisses up the length of her body. "Jaaaason, we're supposed to be waiting."

Jason sighed. "Brenda, this isn't going to work, you need to leave."

"Yeah, I think I better…Jason?"

"What?"

"I can't leave, if you don't get off me."

"Riiight." He moves, and she leaves….

Minutes later, Bren returns. "Jason! Where's Jazz?"

"She's in the bed sleep."

"She's not there!" Jason jumps up…

*minutes before Bren entered the room* Jazz woke up. "Mommie?" She looked around the room, but she didn't see her. She climbed out of bed, walked to the door, and turned the knob. Jazz stood at the top of the stairs, and noticed a light on. She grabbed the railing, and made her way down to the second floor.

"Mommie?"

She looked around, but didn't see anyone. She looked over by the sofa, and spotted one her dolls. She made her way over to the sofa, and picked up the doll. Jazz is standing by the sofa, when she looks to the left, and sees the pool. She instantly remembers, how much fun she had playing in it. She then made her way to the glass doors…