Sorry it took so long to update! Real life was calling. But thanks for hanging in there. Enjoy chapter 10!
April
"Oh, that's crap!" Alex says as he tosses his study manual on to my coffee table.
"He didn't ask for any favors, you guys. They just understand that he has other obligations," I tell them, trying to defend the hospital's decision to let Jackson take his boards earlier than the rest of us.
"We all have other obligations," Meredith says, rolling her eyes at my argument. "But we don't all get special treatment."
"Special treatment?" I scoff. "You're Ellis Grey's daughter and you are sleeping with Derek Shepherd. No one in their right mind would fail you. I'd say that's pretty special treatment."
It's been a month since the Harper-Avery Gala, and Meredith and I are actually getting along fairly well, but that doesn't mean I won't speak up for myself and Jackson, too.
"She's got you there, Mer," Cristina surprisingly agrees with me. "When does pretty boy get back anyway? Ever since his mom gave him the company, it seems like he's always gone. That can't be good for your relationship."
"He gets back tonight. I am picking him up at the airport. And not that it is any of your business, but our relationship is just fine, thank you very much." I'm not lying. Our relationship has been amazing, but a part of me does agree with her that he has been gone a lot this last month. He always invites me on his business trips, but with the boards coming up next week, I haven't taken him up on any of the offers. I don't have famous doctor parents to ensure that I will pass. I have to earn this. "Alright, back to studying. Next question, Alex."
"My next question is where's the pizza? I thought you ordered it like an hour ago," he complains.
"I did, but then Reed offered to grab it on her way home. She should be here any minute. Focus, Alex. We have one week until the boards."
"Give it a rest, April. If we don't know it by now, we aren't going to learn it," he tells me leaning his head back against the couch and closing his eyes.
"Um, not with that attitude you aren't!" I pick up his study manual from the coffee table and smack him in the head with it. "Wake up!"
The door opens and Reed walks in with Charles right behind her.
"Well, I guess we know what took her so long," Cristina snarks.
"Hey, guys!" Reed calls out and Charles takes the pizza boxes from her hands and sets them on the table in the middle of us all.
"I'll grab some plates," I offer and head to the kitchen. I open the cabinet where we keep our paper plates and napkins and grab those knowing that I will be stuck doing the dishes if I use the real plates. I make it back in the living room just in time to see Alex considering setting his pizza directly on the arm of my couch. "Gross! No!" I tell him and toss him a plate first before setting the stack next to the pizza boxes and letting the others fend for themselves. I notice that most of their drinks are getting low, so I head back to the kitchen for refills. On my way, my phone vibrates in my pocket, and I pull it out to see that I have a text from Jackson.
Jackson – Surprise! My plane got in early. Can you pick me up now or are you busy?
April – Seriously? Yay! Of course, I can pick you up. I can't wait to see you!
Jackson – Me too, babe. I missed you.
April – I missed you more. I'll hurry!
I have picked Jackson up from the airport several times since the gala, but each time I still get butterflies in my stomach at the idea of seeing him again. I slip on my flats and grab my keys from the hook by the door.
"Are you leaving?" Reed asks through a mouthful of pizza.
"Yep. Jackson just texted me. His flight got in early, so I'm going to pick him up," I know I have the cheesiest grin on my face, but I don't care. I am not trying to hide my excitement.
"Well, I guess studying is over then," Alex quips.
"I'm sure you are heartbroken!" I yell over my shoulder as I close the door behind me.
The traffic is light, and I make great time getting to the airport which only heightens my excitement. Jackson's flight landed at terminal C, so I park my car in the garage connected to it and take the elevator to the luggage claim. When the elevator doors open, I step out and look around to see if I spot Jackson, and a little squeak escapes my mouth when I see him standing near the luggage carousel, with his back to me, looking down at his phone with his suitcase is at his feet. I half-run across the room to where he is standing, and when I get to him I wrap my arms around him from behind and squeeze him tightly. "Hello handsome stranger," I say against his shoulder.
I feel his shoulders relax when he realizes it's me, and he turns, wrapping his arms around my waist, and lifting me up off the floor in the tightest hug. "God it's good to see you," he says against my ear, and I pull back just enough to kiss him, suddenly wishing we were not in an airport surrounded by people.
He sets me down gently, and I look up at him hopefully, wondering if he is as adventurous as I think he is.
"What is that look for?" he asks suspiciously.
I run my hands up and down his biceps, and explain, "Well…I was planning to take you back to my place when I picked you up, but everyone is over there studying for the boards."
"Oh, well, that's okay," he shrugs, "They all have early shifts tomorrow, right. They'll probably leave early."
"Maybe…" I say, feeling confident that he will go along with my idea, "But I don't want to wait."
A mischievous smile appears on his face, and he asks, "Wait for what?"
"How about I show you?"
We barely shut the doors on the backseat of my car before our hands are on each other. I kiss him deeply, thinking how much I have missed the feeling of his mouth on mine, and I feel him smile at my eagerness.
"Are you sure you wanna do this here?" he asks breathlessly.
I grab the bottom of his grey hoodie and pull it over his head in one movement. "Absolutely," I whisper, "I want you." I run my hands down his chest, never getting enough of how his muscular body feels against my touch. He follows my lead, pulling off my shirt as well, and tossing it into the front seat. I climb on to his lap, straddling him, and he dips his face to cover the exposed parts of my breasts with kisses. I take his hands in mine and guide them around to my back, placing them next to the clasp of my bra. "Take it off," I urge him, and his eyes flit up to meet mine briefly before he complies with my request. My teal bra drops to the floor of the car, and his mouth cannot get enough of my breasts. He makes sure to pay equal attention to them both, alternating between teasing and sucking each nipple until they stand erect and I can't help but to press myself against him, wet and warm and needy.
I unbutton my jeans and lift off him to slide my pants and underwear off, dropping them next to my bra.
"Damn, April," he says under his breath, and I slide my hands into the waist band of his basketball shorts.
"I want these off," I pant, and he lifts up just enough to pull off his remaining clothing so I can climb back on top of him.
He grips my ass with one hand, pulling my body close to his, and tangles his other hand in my hair, tilting my head to the side and kissing my neck just under my ear before moving all the way down to my shoulder where he closes his teeth on my skin just hard enough to make me moan his name. His erection is pressing against my thigh so I wrap my hand around it and begin to rub up and down his length feeling him grow even more in response. Jackson slides his hand around to the front of my body so his fingers can explore me both outside and inside. He feels how wet I already am for him, and he smiles at me saying, "I guess you really did miss me, huh?"
"So much," I moan. Usually I am all about foreplay, but I don't need any of that tonight. "Do you have a condom?"
His head falls back against the seat, "Damnit! They are in my suitcase in the trunk."
I begin counting, thinking back to see how many weeks it has been since the gala. "It's fine. I'm on the pill now. We don't have to use one."
His eyes grow wide in disbelief, "Are you sure? It won't take me long to grab one. I know right where they are."
"I'm sure. You can come inside me. I want you to," I tell him.
"You do? It will really only take–" I kiss him to cut him off, and I don't take my mouth off of his while I lift my hips and slide down on to him, adjusting my knees farther out to each side and feeling him push deeper inside of me.
"You feel incredible," he sighs, and grips my hips, as I begin to move on top of him. This is the first time I have been on top, and Jackson feels much deeper than usual from this angle allowing him to easily hit the spots inside me that he knows will send me over the edge.
In no time, my moans grow louder and louder until they turn into cries of pleasure and Jackson is lifting his hips to meet mine, knowing that in this moment, my body is completely his. He moves a hand to my center, moving his thumb in circles against my most sensitive area, and the combination of him inside of me and his fingers outside of me, both touching me exactly where I need brings me to my climax. I tighten around him, calling out his name, and he comes just after I do, emptying his warmth inside of me. Making love to him like this, completely, with no barriers, makes me feel more connected to him, and I know that I want every time to be this way with him from now on.
I drop my head to his shoulder, both of us exhausted and trying to steady our breathing before coming back to reality completely. He lightly runs his fingers up and down my back, and I am in no hurry to move my body from his. He leans his head to the side to rest against mine whispering, "I love you."
"I love you, too," I say in return, "Welcome home."