Part XXV: The Loved, the Pained, and the Lover
"Jess, take it easy. You do know she just wants to mess with you." Katie whispered as she massaged Jessie's back.
"She's annoying and so full of herself!" Jessie raised her hands angrily making Katie look down at her.
Katie held these frustrated hands and held them down. She hugged Jessie for a while then turned the blonde to face her. She searched for Jessie's eyes and looked straight into her blue orbs, utterly in fear and anger in the mix. She knelt in one knee in front of Jessie stunning her wife.
"What…? Why…?" The blonde searched for the words but Katie just smiled.
"Jess… I married you. Not Tara. I love you. Not Tara. Please let it go…" Katie smiled looking up to a very flushed blonde.
Jessie smiled back. She took Katie's hands and pulled her to stand up. She brought her lips to her wife's, kissing it gently.
"I love you… I know I should have said it sooner… I should have told you a thousand times… But I couldn't because I wanted it to be the perfect moment… I wanted you to know that I do… I love you Katie… I love you so much…" Jessie closed her eyes as Katie leaned to kiss her back.
She felt the brunette smile under the kiss.
"You don't have to worry about perfection Miss Sammler. Everything with you is perfect." Katie whispered pulling Jessie into a hug.
Jessie wrapped her arms around Katie's neck. Her head rested on the brunette's shoulders, as she wore a smile.
"How many times do I have to correct everybody?" Jessie mumbled in Katie's arms.
"Hmm?"
"It's Mrs. Singer… Jessie smiled looking up to Katie.
She leaned to kiss her again… And again… And again…
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Tara paced around a room in the villa by her lonesome. Her head was fuming in anger and in utter jealousy.
"She would rather marry a second rate actress who can't even kiss right!"
In her frustration, Tara took one of the figurines that were within her reach. She was about to throw it on the floor when she realized she wasn't on the set anymore. The object was a part of the villa, and she wasn't the owner. She took the figurine to where she grabbed it and sat on the chair, wiping off the sweat on her forehead. She let out a frustrated grunt, tapping her forehead a few times.
"She couldn't marry after four years of being together. And now she ends up marrying a woman she barely even knew! AAGGGH!" Tara shot up from the chair and raised her hands angrily.
She stomped her feet a few times. She was literally on the verge of throwing tantrums.
"Tara…" Francesca appeared in the room, seemingly worried with her star's outbursts.
"WHAT!"
"August wants you on the set."
Tara walked pass her still pissed off.
"He said your acting was great! Just try to notch down the emotion…" Francesca started to yell out to Tara who disappeared into the corner.
"… Or you'll never get to finish this scene." She let out a sight.
She knew the press would have a field day at the party if this rumble goes on.
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The rest of the shooting was a breeze. Well… Not without a few exchanges of death glares from Jessie and Tara. As the cast and crew went packing, Tara meditated on the night ahead. She looked out her car window and saw Jessie giving Katie a kiss on the cheek while the latter was talking to Grace Manning.
"You should stop staring at her like that… She isn't yours." August sighed looking at Tara disappointedly.
"She used to be mine."
"Keyword… USED. Past tense. They're happy Tara. Get over it."
"She is not happy."
"How would you know? She hasn't talked to you. She hasn't since she has been spending her time with Jessica. She's here for work. Not you. She's with her wife. How many times do I have to point that out?"
"What she doesn't know won't hurt her. But imagine when she finds out the truth that her so called loving wife is hiding."
"Jessica has no secrets. They trust each other. Katie trusts Jessica. Leave them alone. Don't ruin it for them."
"I won't. But Jessica would." Tara smirked and watched Jessie ride a limo with Katie in tow.
Trust is what makes Katie faithful. Honesty is one value she adheres the most not only with her work, but also in her life. That's why she became a journalist. That's why people respect her. But you Jessica Sammler, you have crossed the line behind her back. You're not all that Jessica Sammler. You're not all that.
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Katie sat on a chair while she sent text messages to Sarah and Tad. She was wearing a pair of fitted jeans and a red halter top. She understood that since Tara signed up for a club party to night, she should just let loose and wear something casual. She wasn't really looking forward about the party. She was actually looking forward to be with Jessie.
Her gaze was caught by Jessie's figure appearing from their bathroom. Katie's mouth slowly opened somewhat went dry at the sight. Jessie was wearing the very same dress she wore the first day they made love. The blue dress that brings out the blue in Jessie's eyes. Jessie grinned when she looked up to see her wife gawking over her.
Shaking her head, Katie brought herself back to earth and just let out a goofy smile.
"Planning to seduce me again Mrs. Singer?" Katie smirked.
"Oh… I plan to…"Jessie replied in a very seductive tone.
She turned around slowly, knowing Katie's gaze was still fixed on her. She wanted Katie to stare at her. She wanted Katie to want her. And she wanted the other woman to know she wanted her too. Jessie smiled and turned her head over her shoulder to find Katie unconsciously licking her lips. The blonde smirked and started to brush her hair. Seemingly content to find her wife turned on by the sight of her.