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Chapter 23

"Bailey no it's fine really. All we did was go te de docks an we had a swimmin lesson. He didn't yell at me afta we left de restaurant. He apologized too," Angel smiled. "He said he didn't mean te yell an he was just worried we coulda gotten hoit. Or woise, killed."

"So dat was how ye solved yer problems? Apologize an swim tageda. Wow I thought real couples actually kiss an make up, but Ise guess Ise was wrong," I joked and she half glared at me.

"Well if ye really must know I enjoyed our time swimmin. Besides yer lucky he didn't yell at ye. I don think Jack woulda liked it if ye were swimmin wid him," she giggled.

"Hey! Me an Cowboy are just fine thank ye. He trusts me jus like I trust him. Besides Spot ain't me type, if I even 'ad a type. I think I like him betta as a friend."

"So ye two are friends, I thought ye had a problem wid his attitude."

"I do but it don mean we ain't friends. We talked an had a long discussion bout ye."

"Me? Whudd I do?"

"Oh nuttin in particular. C'mon it late. Let's get some rest."

"Hold on yer not gonna say nuttin bad?"she lifted her eyebrow and I just shrugged at her. "Alright if ye wanna. Nite."

I waited until she fell asleep before I could really fall into my thoughts. I was getting over the fact that Jack wanted to talk about his relationship with Sarah. He just wanted to be open with me, and I love that. It just erked me, you know? I mean, I didn't expect her to be that pretty. And after meeting Davey I was dreading when I would finally meet Sarah.

I thought about my so-called father who doesn't know I exist. He wants to meet Angel. He knows about Scott, but he just wants to meet with Angel. Isn't that fishy right there? I mean, if he was turning a new leave, he would want to meet his son, too, right? Maybe he just wants Ang cause he's some sicko or maybe he just wanted to meet with them separately? I sighed. I wouldn't be falling asleep anytime soon.

"Psst! Psst!" I looked around the room and my gaze fell on Angel, who was fast asleep. I looked towards the door and saw Jack. I smiled and held up a finger, signaling that I would only be a minute. He nodded and closed the door.

I tried to get out of bed as quietly as possible. One slight sound and Angel would wake up. I managed to get off the top bunk silently and I was creeping towards the door. I was two steps away, with my hand reached out for the knob, when the floor creaked, loudly. I cringed and looked toward her.

She stirred and opened her eyes, focusing them on me. "Whudd are ye doin?" she asked me.

I panicked. "Uuhh nuttin I just had te use de bathroom. Its really early, Ang. Why don'tcha go back te bed?"

"I can tell its early cuz its still dark out," she stated and I rolled my eyes.

"Jus go back ta bed!" I whispered, harshly and left the room. I found Jack in the hallway. "Hey."

"Hey. Did ya wake Ang?"

"Yeah, but she went back ta bed. Whatcha need, Jackey?"

He pulled me close to him and kissed my cheek. "Whudd? I can't get me goil up in da middle ah da night ta tawk wid 'er?"

I giggled softly and kissed his lips. "Yea, since when has dat evah been ya reason fer wantin' ta see me?"

"Dat's true, too, so believe whudd evah ya wanna. Ise really did wanna know how ya felt bout going ta meet ya fatha."

I shuddered at that. Jack just held me closer and waited for my reply. "Well... I ain't even consoined wit myself any moah. I mean, da whole ting seems fishy, ya know? I mean, why wouldn't he wanna meet Scott? He wants ta meet Ang, but not 'is son, too? He's up ta somethin', and I'se gonna find out whudd dat is."

"Now, Bai, don't do somethin' stupid. Youse ah gonna meet 'im, but ya ain't gonna interagate da guy, 'kay? I mean dat."

I looked into his eyes and knew he meant business. I wasn't going to give him a straight answer. Instead, I pushed him against the nearest wall, and kissed him senseless. Of course, he responded immediately, holding on to my hips. I put my hands in his hair and stood on my tippy- toes to get up to his height.

Jack had a better idea and picked me up. He took me to the other side of the hall and put my back against that wall. I was so absorbed in Jack, but I heard laughter.

I turned my head to see Spot and Scott looking at us. Scott had his arms crossed as though he were mad, but his eyes were amused. "Well, well, well. What have we hea? Gettin' fresh wid me sista, Kelly? I don't need ta kick some ass, do I?"

Spot just kept laughing the whole time. I glared at him and he stopped, clearing his throat. I then looked to Scott. "Don'tcha worry bout me, big brudda. I kin handle myself, thank youse. Now why don't youse run off ta Manhattan where youse ah suppose ta be!"

Jack kissed my cheek and followed after Spot and Scott. He was probably going to say goodbye to Scott who was actually leaving for Manhattan now. The rest of us were going to leave later that day.

Damn Scott. He always ruins my Jack moments!

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