A/N: Ack! Sorry for the long lack of updates. I apologize, but school and social activities and what-have-you have been quite hectic and time consuming. I know, I know, excuses, excuses. Well, I've increased the rating on this story to R for safety. I'm really not sure where I'm going on this, but you'll probably get an idea of it from this chapter. If you are offended by anything in the least bit sexual, then I advise you to read with caution. You have been warned.
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"Choice of attention—to pay attention to this and ignore that—is to the inner life what choice of action is to the outer. In both cases, a man is responsible for his choice and must accept the consequences, whatever they may be." –W. H. Auden, A Certain World
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Chapter 15
In Which a Grandmother Can't Be Ignored
The days quickly evaporated into weeks and the weeks neared a month's time. It was mid- July, and Cappi's birthday was in two weeks.
"So what do you want for your birthday?" Jack asked one evening.
He was sitting on the sofa in his living room; Cappi was stretched out next to him, resting her head on his shoulder.
"I don't know," she replied, "You don't have to get me anything."
"Yes, I do," he said.
"No, you don't."
"Yes, I do."
"No, you don—" She began, but was quickly cut off by Jack's lips covering her own.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and flipped her onto her back. His lips never left hers as he straddled her hips. Cappi's hands moved to the sides of Jack's red t-shirt and she pulled it upward. Their lips lost contact as Jack helped her yank the shirt over his head. He replaced his lips and moved his hands to the buttons on her blouse as her hands traced patterns on his chest. Jack pushed her blouse away when it was unbuttoned, revealing her rotund, bra-covered breasts. He kissed his way down her face to her chin. His lips left marks along her collarbone and neck as they proceeded to her breasts. Just as Jack reached around Cappi's back to unhook her bra, a phone rang.
"Damn it," Cappi cursed, pushing Jack away and pulling her shirt closed, "That's my cell phone."
"Ignore it," Jack said, grasping at the back of her shirt in a fruitless attempt to pull her back onto the couch.
"I can't," she hissed, retrieving her phone from her purse and looking at the caller I.D., "It's my grandmother."
She was silent for a few moments, then she spoke, "All right...yes ma'am...I'll be home in just a minute."
"I've got to go," she said, turning to Jack, her lips sagging into a frown.
"All right," he replied, standing up.
He kissed her lightly as she re-buttoned her shirt, "I'll see you soon, okay?"
"Okay," she replied.
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"Jack," Cappi was saying one afternoon, "My grandmother's going away for a few days. She's leaving the day after my birthday."
Cappi's birthday was in three days.
Jack just nodded.
They were lying in the field behind The Pasture—the sun beaming down bright and heavy upon them; its rays blinding them.
"I was wondering if you could stay with me while she's gone," Cappi continued, "I don't want to be alone."
Jack nodded again.
Cappi gave him a sideways look and knew not to say any more. He was thinking. She could only guess what about.
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A/N: Sorry for the shortness. But like I said, I have no idea where I'm going with this. I'm just happy to get it updated. Please review.