Central
Aya had a dreaded feeling when she spotted Lee and Kazuya in Central. This time they were all in the large meeting room. Lee and Kazuya appeared to be arguing over something. They were both in casual clothes of denim and loose tops. They ended the conversation, noticing her.
"Hey Aya."
Aya greeted Lei who had entered the meeting room. She followed him as he went to the top of the room. "Lei, why is he here?" she whispered, I don't understand. Are we working with him?
Lei felt unconditional. "Aya, we need not to stop this bastard, but I want to see him dead. Lee can assist us with this. For now, it is justifiable. Sometimes, we have to let go of the past no matter how painful."
"I understand that, but he is willingly helping?" she questioned, furrowing her brows. I know Lee. There must be something for him to gain out of this.
"He has more at stake than us." Was all that Lei said as he left her side and stood next to Kazuya. Lee was on the side, glancing at his phone. Aya hesitated but decided to go to him.
He did not show if he was startled by her move. He took out a cigarette and lit it. "One would think you were mad at me."
Aya guarded herself against his words. "I am displeased, but we have to work with you now. Can you promise to be civil?"
Lee raised his eyebrow. 'Not around her."
"Especially around her." She stressed, gritting her teeth. Sometimes I just want to punch that cocky attitude of his.
He continued smoking, disregarding her. His eyes then moved towards the door when Mika and Fay entered together. Those two have always been inseparable. I wonder. Fay averted her gaze when she spotted him, but Mika came over. "Yo."
"Hey," Lee always liked Mika. He never gave a shit about anyone. He just did his assignments in line of duty. "I heard you got your ass kicked."
Mika swung his arm. "Don't remind me. We just got better from our wounds. Those bitches had no mercy."
"Anna was always a vicious one," he said with a grin. "Anyway, they're dead. Who cares?"
Mika crossed his arms. "So, why are we seeing you more frequently? You were here the other day too."
"Apparently I'm on your team now." Lee's eyes went to where Fay stood by the side alone. She was staring at nothing. She was dressed in white skinny jeans and a mustard backless top. She paired her outfit with white heels. She had lots of jewellery on her hands too. Its applauding how she always dresses up. Work or no work. Unlike Aya who just threw on a pair of trainers and a hoodie.
His eyes then followed the gentleman he could not recognise the other day. And who might you be? Lee pondered. He saw that the man approached Fay and poked her in the back. He said something to her, making her smile, next he moved away from her and talked to Aya. Hmm… I thought maybe it was Mika, but looks like there's more to this than that.
"That's Jordan DeMarco." Mika added voluntarily, catching sight of Lee's line of vision. "He's been with us on this too."
"Is he Marcus's son?"
Mika flagged his shoulders. "No idea." He put his hands in his pocket.
Lee didn't say anything else.
Finally, Hwoarang and Jin arrived, so Lei asked them all to sit down. "I hope you all have rested up." Lei began.
They all muttered a yeah.
Lee stood up, walked to the screen, and pulled down a blueprint.
Hwoarang squinted his eyes. "What are we looking at?"
"Wait," Lee pulled down two more blueprints. "These are three research facilities at various locations. The Bahamas, Tokyo, and Brazil."
Aya inspected the blueprints, trying to figure it out. "Researching what?"
Impatient group. "These facilities focus on building state of the art androids. These androids can be used to serve humanity by helping humans out with everyday chores. It can even be used as weapons."
"Violet Systems." Jordan interrupted. He was seated next to Hwoarang who nodded in return.
Interesting. Lee thought. "You've done your research I see."
Hwoarang stood up, "You own those. We scouted one of your local buildings the other day."
Lee frowned, looking back at the blueprint. "You won't find anything there."
"But…"
"Let me finish!" Lee snapped, shaking his head.
Lei told everyone to calm down.
"These do belong to me. The research we are doing are legitimate, 25% backed by the government. However, Miguel approached me wanting to expand into weaponry and he thought using his roses could work so we set up a project to do so." Lee described. "Now, we all know that he double crossed me, so I want to make sure that the production for that is stopped."
Jin didn't look happy. He drummed his fingers on the table. "Are we seriously here to cooperate with you?! Why can't you just halt it. It's your facilities."
Kazuya got on his feet. "It's complicated."
"Of course, it is, or it wouldn't be fun." Mika mumbled sarcastically. He had his feet on the table, just listening in.
"He's taken over all three facilities." Kazuya explained. Lee put the projector on, showing them the photos of all three locations. It was heavily guarded with tanks, soldiers, etc.
"In order to make a prototype, each piece had to be made at a specific location. That's why he has all three areas heavily guarded." Lee continued. "Each location is spear headed by a foe to ensure that no one gets in."
Lee clicked a button, and three photos appeared. "Eddy Gordo in Brazil, Caludio Serafino in Tokyo, while Katarina Alves is stationed at the Bahamas."
"Wait…" Fay spoke, breaking her silence. It was the first time she fixed her gaze on Lee. "If I'm not mistaken, we have clashed with Eddy before. Dionne was handling it."
"Oh, I remember." Hwoarang agreed, snapping his fingers recalling the event.
"You're both correct." Lee answered, turning away.
"I'm guessing three teams," Jin added. Nothing is ever easy.
"Yeah." Lei said, "They need to be stopped. Kazuya and I will monitor the screens here. The rest will be dispatched at all different locations. We are going to strike together so they don't have time to alert the others."
Lee closed the projection. "I'll lead the Tokyo team because there is a secret passage to get in; only I know of. Plus, the main fragment is located there. The rest can choose between Bahamas and Brazil. There are no shortcuts. You can knock on the front door." He said with a grin.
"So, how are we doing this?" Jin stood up, spreading his legs. He was feeling cramps sitting down for too long.
"You guys decide.' Lei told them. "But you need to tell me now."
They all looked at each other.
"I'm always for the Bahamas," Jin chipped in. "Mika, want to join?"
Mika wagged his hands, laughing. "I'll skip this one. I think I've slept with that woman once."
They all groaned.
"I'll team up with you." Jordan told Jin. "I have a lot of acquaintances in the Bahamas. They could come in handy."
Jin gave him a high five.
The rest were thinking when Lee spoke, "What do you say, Fay? Want to party with me for old time's sake?"
Kazuya glared at him while Jin wanted to hit him.
He really is lofty, Jordan looked at Fay who seemed annoyed.
"You know what?" Fay answered, surprising him. She stood up, offering her hand for a shake. "I will join you with Aya. The more the merrier."
"Yay." Aya mumbled raising a hand. What is she thinking?
Her answer stupefied him, but he regained his composure. "But of course."
Mika gave Hwoarang a fist bump, "Then that leaves me with you."
"Che…" Kazuya muttered. He wasn't happy with the arrangement, but he didn't want to make a scene right now. I would have been more comfortable if she had tagged with Jin. He looked at his son who nodded. It was clear that he had the same thought.
"That's settled," Lei confirmed. "We will run this operation at o six hundred in seven days. Keep in mind this. Bahamas team will have to dive, Brazil team will go through a mine while Tokyo team will be handling the metro and sewage system so make the necessary preparations. We will meet an hour before you all dispatch. I'll give your assignments then."
They all agreed.
Later
"I have no idea what you were thinking." Aya scolded Fay, as she got into the water. She wore a tiger bikini swimwear that showed off her body. "You even dragged me into it." They were swimming in the pool terrace of Jordan's penthouse. It was private.
Fay shrugged, dabbing her feet in the water as she sat on the edge. She was wearing a Dolce and Gabbana floral triangle bikini top with matching bottoms. "He pissed me off, Aya. I wanted to box him."
"I don't understand that arrogant attitude of his." Aya added displeased. She glanced at Fay who was deep in thought. "Are you worried?"
Fay moved her head to the side. "Not really. I am just thinking that we must be really careful. I pulled you in because I didn't want to be alone with him."
"I know."
Before any of them could speak they heard, "Ladies, I have pizza and cold beer." Jin approached them wearing black swimming shorts.
Fay made a face, "I hate beer. I want a diet coke."
He had sat down on the tip of the pool next to her. "I'm not moving again."
"Ooh, pizza." Aya got out of the pool. And my favourite! Pepperoni! She took a slice and bit into it. YUM. I can never have enough pizza. "What's everyone doing?"
Jin observed the calm pool area in the night sky. "Not much. Mika is in front of the PlayStation. I think Jordan went to sleep. Hwoarang is working out."
Aya took another slice of pizza. "That's some crazy shit we heard today."
"It keeps getting sicker." Jin added. "You just don't know who to trust anymore. Working with us or not. I don't have faith in Lee at all to do this properly."
Fay got on her feet; she wrapped a towel around herself. "I'm going to go and quickly get something to drink." She ran inside.
Jin watched her go, then looked at Aya. "I am especially pissed off that she tagged with Lee. It's a good thing you're going." He admitted with a concerned face.
"I was just lecturing her about that." Aya told him, as she drank her beer. "Sometimes Fay gets so angry that she forgets what she gets herself into."
"Like me I guess." He muttered.
Aya put her beer down. She got into the pool, moving onto her back. "We'll watch our back." She said, floating on her back. "I'll make sure that Lee behaves too."
Jin scowled at the mention of his name. "Anyway, I'm off to bed. We might as well rest as much as we can."
Aya raised a thumb.
Dawn
Fay woke up around 5AM. She stared at the ceiling sighing. She was tossing and turning all night. Maybe I am not used to suddenly changing my environment. As beautiful as this penthouse is, the glass windows are too revealing. Or who are you kidding, Fay. You are restless because of the stupid thing you did. She had not closed her curtains, so she was able to see the vast city beneath her. It almost frightened her because she thought she was going to fall.
Fay got off the bed, going to the bathroom. She washed her face, put her hair in a ponytail, and walked out of the room. The whole place was still dark, except for the lights from outside dimming it a bit. She walked to the fridge to get a bottle of water. Us being here seems so natural, she thought. Jordan's been really hospital.
She was about to go to her room when she heard noises. She went towards the source of sound and found herself in front of the gym door. Fay found Jordan lying on the bench press. He was gripping a barbell with his hands. His feet were into the floor as he kept pushing the bar back while returned to a starting position.
He noticed her walk in but continued counting.
Fay waited for him until he reached 10. He did a repeat, then put the barbell down. He was heaving with sweat all over him. "Can I have your water bottle." He pointed.
Fay handed it to him.
Jordan drank it then got on the floor mat. "This is my last exercise."
Fay sat on the floor next to him as he started doing his leg raises. She commended his devotion to his workouts. It was the same for all the boys with them. I guess they don't have fit bodies if they don't take care of it. Plus, their line of works needs them to be athletic.
"Eight… Nine.. Ten…" Jordan finished, stomping his feet down. "Shit!" he whispered. "I really hate this one." He was panting hard, wiping the sweat off his face with his swift tank top.
"I just do three sets. I don't know how you managed to do five." Fay crawled towards him. "Are you done?"
He had his eyes closed, regulating his breathing. "Yeah."
She leaned on top of him, brushing her lips against his. The move caught him off-guarded, making him open his eyes. Fay left his lips giving him a sly smile. "Good morning." She said softly. "You look uneasy."
"I'm contemplating over our plan, and on top of this, Sam's been messaging me ten times a day about her stupid wedding!" Jordan sat up, he held her face with the palm of his hand and brought her closer. He angled his face, kissing her.
Fay kissed him back. "What does she want?"
"She wants you to come." He breathed against her lips.
Fay put her arms around his neck, "Do you want me to come?"
Jordan didn't answer her. He continued tasting her lips. They were so into each other that they took no notice of their surroundings. Fay felt herself drowning between his kisses. Jordan moved his hands to her back, still on her lips. No matter how many times he told himself it didn't mean anything, he still wanted her more.
[BAM]
They moved away from each other and found Mika staring at them. He had dropped his water bottle at the scene. "And exactly what's going on here?"
Fay looked at Jordan her eyes twinkling at getting caught. He returned her gaze, nodding. She got up on her feet, "I was helping him with his workouts." She sauntered towards Mika.
"With your lips?!"
Fay held Mika's cheek, and kissed the other one. "You're too adorable." She said, walking out of the room.
Jordan stood up. "Shower time for me."
Mika looked left and right when they both had left him. The fuck?!
10AM
Fay was busy in the kitchen. She was grating cheddar cheese for lunch, deciding to make Mexican food today. She finished with that, walked to the fridge and took out some other ingredients. When she turned round from the fridge, she found Mika seated on the stool. He was just on his phone with a glass of water.
Fay wasn't going to say anything, but then exhaled. "You're brooding."
"I am not sulking."
She walked to the bar, poking him in the arm. "Mika.."
He put his phone down, examining her. "I just don't want you to get hurt."
Fay held his hand, while using the other to impishly ruffle his hair. "It's sweet how you 're so thoughtful."
"I'm serious."
Fay studied him, then realised he meant it. It was very rare for him to get this earnest. It was a trait of him that probably only her and Hwoarang had seen only. "You don't need to worry."
Mika moved his hand from hers. "I love you, woman. People keep asking me why I'm not sleeping with you. It's not like that at all. I genuinely see you as my younger sister. I don't want you to get wounded, then…"
"Then what?!" Jordan interrupted, standing there overhearing the conversation.
Mika's eyes flared up at him. "Then I am the one who has to pick up the pieces?!" he snapped. "Do you know how hurt she was because of that bastard."
"Hey, you're comparing me to that nutcase!" Jordan challenged, seeming somewhat annoyed with that statement.
Mika faced Jordan, fisting his hand. "You better not be fucking around, DeMarco."
"What the hell! Why are we even having this conversation! She's a big girl. She can make her own decisions." Jordan said frustrated, glaring at him.
"Because…"
"Mika! Enough!" Fay scolded, standing in front of him. She put her hands on his chest. "You know it's not like that."
"Che…" he muttered.
"Hey. Hey. What's going on?" Hwoarang asked, walking into the area. He witnessed Fay standing in front of Mika, whereas Jordan looked sullen.
"Nothing!" Mika and Jordan lashed out at him.
Hwoarang whistled. "Ok. Ok. My bad for asking," he took a few steps back.
Aya came in as well. "I can hear shouting. All OK?"
Hwoarang studied everyone, analysing the situation. "I'm guessing that Mika found out about those two."
Mika gave him an intimidating eye, then returned to Fay who was disturbed. He turned to Jordan. "DeMarco…"
"What?" he mumbled, uncaringly. Why are we doing this in front of everyone else!
Mika jabbed him in the chest with his finger. "Beat me at Tekken, and Ill profess that you're good enough for her."
"I'd love to see that." Hwoarang cheered, almost laughing at what was happening.
Jordan rolled his eyes, smacking his head. "Give me a break. You guys are making a big deal about this."
The situation has gotten out of control. Fay stepped back, making both men notice her, 'You guys argue all you want. I'm going back to prepare lunch." She moved towards the kitchen.
"Move it. We're doing this." Mika ordered, going to the gaming room.
"I'm not doing shit."
"Chicken!"
Jordan swore at him. He rubbed his hair roughly, following him. "You ass!"
"Jin?" Kazumi Mishima said in awe. "Is everything alright?" she noted a weary look on his face.
He stood in front of her. He gave her a light smile, then slowly nudged a young girl towards her from behind his back. The little girl was holding his arm tightly almost afraid to look. "This is Christina." He introduced the five-year-old girl.
Kazumi bent down, extending her arm. "Hello, dear." She motioned for her to hold her hand. "I don't bite."
Jin pushed her gently. "It's alright."
Christina hesitated, but stepped forward.
Kazumi put a hand through her hair, "Are you hungry?"
"Yes."
Kazumi stood up, ringing the bell. Immediately one of her ladies knocked on the door. "Yes, madame?"
"Please get this young lady some dinner." She requested.
The lady bowed.
Kazumi's eyes turned to Jin. "What do you need?" The moment he entered she had sensed his uneasiness. He was completely disturbed but she didn't want to scare the child.
Jin looked at Christina. He pulled out something from her bag. "You can sit in the corner and colour this." He gave her a colouring book with colours.
She took them with a smile. "Thank you, uncle Jin."
"Well mannered." Kazumi remarked as she saw the girl settle in the corner of the room. She turned her gaze at Jin. "Tell me."
"We have a long mission coming up. It's not going to be easy." He explained, his eyes darting to Christina. "I want to make sure that she's safe."
"Will you be out of harm's way?"
Jin's heart tugged. "I don't know," he admitted, "I'm normally quite positive but I'm not going to kid myself that this will be a walk in the park."
Kazumi frowned. She sat down on the floor, requesting him to sit too. "Let's calm our nerves and meditate a bit." She said quietly. "I'll prepare sanctuary for her. The ladies and I can take care of her but know this. You will come back to her."
Amen. Jin prayed.
11PM
Mika was in the kitchen finishing his food . He cleaned up, then decided to go out on the terrace for a smoke. It was midnight, and he was the only one awake or he thought so seeing Fay sitting on the bench outside. "Hey."
Fay was holding her phone, playing a game. 'Hi."
"Can't sleep?"
Fay shook her head while she was concentrating. "Nope."
"Do you mind if I smoke here?" he asked, sitting down next to her.
"It's fine." She kept pressing on the screen, then… "Damnit! I lost." She announced in a frustrated voice.
The fire from the lighter illuminated Mika's face in the dark terrace as he inhaled. He put the lighter back in his pocket, enjoying the weather.
"Everyone seems to be smoking more these days." Fay commented. She had put her phone away, watching him. "Frustrated?"
Mika tapped the ashes onto the floor, grinning. "Maybe…" he admitted. "Every time I think we are one step close; we end up going ten feet backward. It keeps getting shittier."
Fay raised her feet, crossing her legs. "You know… I still feel they haven't given us the full picture." She spoke softly.
"You too?" he asked. "You're right. I've had the same thought. Something doesn't add up." he glanced at her. "Before you guys, I was working undercover and thought Kazuya was the bad guy. Turns out he was working undercover too, making the bad guy feel like he was the bad guy. Whatever we are doing now, I don't trust Lee one bit. He pulled the trigger on me." He recalled when they finally busted him previously.
Fay didn't answer him. She just gave him a smile. He returned her gaze and could tell that she was worried. "So, you and DeMarco?" He decided to change the subject for now.
She frowned. "Please don't do that."
He threw the cigarette and put it off with his slippers. "Is it serious?"
Fay thought of his question as she rested her chin on her arms. "I don't know. Maybe I'm just having fun."
Mika shook his head. "Nah. You're too good to be just fucking around. Plus, I doubt he's the type to just screw for leisure."
"Since when do you defend him?" she raised her eyebrow.
Mika moved, putting his head on her lap. "Since he kicked my ass twice in Tekken. I still won eight times though, but I was impressed that he managed to KO me."
Fay played with his hair. She lowered her head. "We are in a bad situation where there is someone who wants us all dead. This is not the time to think of relationships. It's mentally not helping to think of this."
Mika took her hand, kissing it gently. "It didn't occur to me before but all day I was just observing the two of you. I feel there is a sort of understanding and serenity between you. Maybe you should think about it."
Fay nudged him slightly off making him yelp. "Seriously, it's so not the time to discuss this."
"Ok. Ok. You're right. We have other business, but when you clear your head. You should think about it." Mika walked back with her inside.
Fay faced him. "I'll tell you what. When you let me know who your fuck buddy is then I'll consider this."
"Ha! Ha!"
Fay waved her hand at him. "Goodnight, Mika.'
"It's kind of late, no?" Aya told Hwoarang who just slipped into bed.
"I was watching Mika play after my workout. He's very tactical." He responded, closing his eyes.
"I don't think anyone is asleep. I'm sure everyone has things on their mind." Aya contemplated. She pulled the sheets up, looking at Hwoarang. "Are you worried?"
"About?" he asked sleepily.
Aya poked him. "This operation."
"Of course, I'm concerned. We are doing this with someone who double crossed us. No matter how rightful it sounds, we all better watch our backs. You girls better be more careful than all of us. I did some research on Claudio. He's wicked."
"Trust all bastards to work with only the best of their kind." Aya muttered sarcastically. Miguel is smart and I think Lee is sensing that. But knowing Lee, he would never give full details of his plan to anyone. So, what is it that you are up to?
"Lei seems more agitated too. I think he wants this over as much as we do." He remarked. "Lee shot himself in the foot trusting Miguel."
Aya pursed her lips. "Here is a wild idea. Just maybe Lee wanted Miguel to mislead him. This is Lee we are talking about. He analyses every possible scenario."
Hwoarang rubbed his jaw while in thought. "Maybe you're onto something."
"I'll keep an eye out on him. Anything that pops by me, I'll let you know."
He nodded. "I'll do the same." He turned to bed, closing his eyes.
"Good night, Red." She hugged him
"Night." He put his arm under her head. You better succeed on your part.
Wedding Day
Jordan was sitting on their table after the ceremony ended. He was smoking, taking no notice of his surroundings as his sister and her husband had their first dance. His mother was busy attending to their guests while his father was busy barking orders. "Where's your date?"
Jordan put off his cigarette in the ashtray as he heard his brother's voice. He loosened his tie a bit, feeling claustrophobic. "Who knows…" he chuckled. "She said she was on her way an hour ago."
"Maybe she bailed." Adam said, sitting down next to him.
Jordan lit another cigarette. "No, not this one."
"I'm surprised you even have a date. I thought you avoided these social gathering." Adam remarked.
"Well obviously, you haven't had Sam nag at you before." He muttered. His sister had literally badgered him to death for a whole week so he could bring Fay to the wedding. He blew the smoke, and put the cigarette off.
Adam studied his brother. "You know mom's been complaining so much about your smoking lately. It's like every time she sees me or Sam, it's all about your smoking."
"Doesn't she have anything better to do?" Jordan piqued, referring to his mother.
Adam was irked as well. He picked some nuts from a plate and munched on it. "Just do yourself and us a favour and stop it…"
"Sorry. Sorry. I'm late. I finally found you."
Damn. Damn. Jordan swore internally when he saw Fay. She was wearing a Peach Maticevski dress. It was a boundless evening gown with one shoulder strap. There was a huge slit up her side until her thighs, exposing one of her legs. Her long hair was pushed back from the front making it fall long on her shoulders. She had mini peach beads in some of her hair framing her face. She just had a large white and yellow diamond bangle.
Jordan noticed some of the guests were curiously eyeing Fay as he greeted her. He stood up, placing his hand on her back, and kissed her cheek. He whispered something in her ear, making her cover her mouth as she blushed. She flirtatiously pushed him a bit. He took her hand, then assisted her by pulling a chair for her so she could sit down.
Fay put her Lady Dior evening bag on the table. "I'm so sorry."
Jordan sat down next to her. "You didn't miss anything."
Fay nodded and found the gentleman next to him, staring at her. "Hi."
"I'm Adam DeMarco. His older brother." He instituted. Hmm… Not one of his usual types of girls. Is this what Sam meant? "And you must be…."
Fay offered her hand, and he gripped it. "I'm Fay."
"Just Fay?"
"Just Fay." she repeated. She studied him, couldn't help think how good looking he was. He sorts of reminded her at how she and Aya were. Adam had darker looks and seemed much more serious than Jordan.
Adam was talking to her, when two identical teenage boys interrupted them.
"Yo, uncle Jordan!"
"Yo back!" Jordan gave the one who called him a high five.
The boys looked around thirteen. They both had wild dark hair, but there was a naughty element to their personality. "Is this your girlfriend?" One of them wanted to know, looking admiringly at Fay.
"No, Joseph. This is my date." Jordan answered, as he picked up a champagne glass from one of the waiters. He took another glass, and gave it to Adam who asked for one too. The waiter offered Fay one, but she declined.
The other boy looked at his brother. "What does date mean?"
"It means he is sleeping with her." he answered, making Adam almost choke on his drink.
Fay tried to hold back her laugh. She covered her mouth with her hand, concealing her flushed face.
Jordan's eyes twinkled mischievously.
"Hey! How do even know that?!" Adam snapped at them. "Go back inside. I said no mingling if you don't behave."
The boys ignored Adam. One of them looked at Fay shyly. "Will you dance with me?"
Fay looked at Jordan, then at Adam who looked infuriated. Maybe it's better to get the boys away from them. I can also save my dignity. She was embarrassed at the comment the boy had made. "Sure." Fay said, giving him her hand. "Lead the way."
"Jason…' Jordan stopped the boy making him look. "Keep the hands on the waist only. I am watching." He threatened.
The boy blushed and went ahead with Fay.
"Sheesh. Those boys really like you and anyone you bring." Adam muttered, gulping his glass down.
"It's because you're too strict and impose a million rules. You need to let them be boys. You're turning exactly like mom with her do this and do that chant." Jordan speculated, pulling out his phone. "It's bad enough that we had to put up with her."
"Are you lecturing me?!" Adam demanded.
"Okay, behave your two." Samantha interrupted. "Picture time with my boys. Stand up." she said, holding each of their arms. "Jordan, it's so cute that you brought Fay. I didn't think she would come."
Jordan just grumbled. It's not like you gave me an alternate. He put an arm around Samantha as she hugged Adam. They all smiled.
[SNAP]
Later
"Adam, shouldn't your boys be in bed? It's almost midnight." Maria complained.
Adam sipped his Champaign, "Let them be. They're having fun dancing with her."
Maria pursed her lips, then turned to Jordan. "I'm definitely amazed that you showed up with a date."
Jordan didn't comment.
"I'm also in awe that it's the same woman I met.' She added prissily.
Adam frowned at his mother. She really is too much. Adam had a good relationship with Sam, she had told him about their breakfast with Fay.
Jordan muttered something inaudible under his breath. "Can you seriously get off my back?' he looked at her sternly "Whenever I see you it's just constant nagging."
Maria gasped. "Don't talk back to me."
He rubbed his temple. "I'm not. I'm just asking you to lay off, woman. You and Sam badgered me to death to come to the wedding. I'm here, aren't I?"
"Jordan…"
Adam touched her shoulder. "He's right."
"You don't need to defend me." Jordan pulled out a cigarette.
Maria huffed at her youngest son, "Can you at least not smoke? We have guests."
Jordan was going to ignore her but sighed and put the cigarette back into his pocket shocking his mother.
Even Adam was astounded at what happened. Before she could retaliate, one of Adam's twins popped next to their table. "Uncle Jordan! She's super fun. Can we keep her?"
Adam chuckled at his sob. "I doubt that we can refer to her as a pet."
Fay arrived at their table with the other twin holding her hand. She seemed out of breath. "Oh my! They're energetic." She laughed, sitting down. "I can't feel my legs." She whined, then she noticed Maria. "Congratulations Ms. DeMarco."
Maria stared at her, then tramped away pretending not to hear her.
Fay frowned, glancing at Jordan. "She doesn't like me, does she?"
"She doesn't like anyone." Adam answered her. "Not even Sam's husband." He winked. "Thanks for keeping my boy's entertained. I need to leave now." He stood up, "It was nice meeting you."
"He's right, don't let it get to you." Jordan said, then his eyes fell on the twin next to Fay. "Jason…"
The boy looked at him.
Adam found the situation hilarious. Young boys are crazy. "Jason, you need to let go of Fay's hand."
"Aww…. She's so fun and pretty." He complained, still not letting go.
Fay covered her smile, "You're jolly too…" her eyes sparkling, "Ooh… I'll tell you what," she gestured for him to come nearer. Fay spoke in a hushed tone in his ear, then gave him a peck on the cheek.
Jason looked mortified and turned scarlet.
Adam laughed even more. He held the boy by his shoulders who was frozen, leading him away.
Jordan was amused that Fay was laughing too. "That was probably his first kiss."
"Oops." Her eyes glowing. I'm really enjoying myself; I don't think I've been around people in such a long time.
"You look irresistible," he whispered in her ear.
"Thanks for bringing me." She put a hand on his shoulder, leaning into him. She loved it when he was close by. She took his scent in. She knew he wanted to kiss her, but he would never do it in public. Fay held herself back, biting her tongue because she was starting to ache with want.
It's as if he sensed what was going through her mind. "Want to leave?"
Fay nodded.
The stood up together, Jordan held her hand as they bid Samantha a good night. They made their way to the exit. At the door, a man stopped Jordan. "Hey, I didn't know you were here."
"I'm here.'
The man hugged him. He held the side of Jordan's his arms. "It's good that you came."
Wow… He looks a lot like Adam, Fay noticed the warm exchange. Then he must be…
"I am Marcus DeMarco." He introduced himself to Fay. "I'm this troublemaker's dad." He joked with a wink.
Jordan pushed her ahead.
Fay gave him her hand, "I am Fay."
Marcus raised an eyebrow. "Just Fay..?"
"Just…" Fay paused. Come to think of it. I've always used, 'just Fay'. It seemed very natural at that time, but now.
"Fay?"
Fay looked at Jordan who looked concerned, then at Marcus. "I'm Fay Mishima." As he took her hand in a firm grasp.
"Oh, that's interesting. Are you Kazuya or Lar's daughter?" She seemed to have made an impression on him.
Lars? Who's Lars? Fay was bewildered. "I am Kazuya's daughter."
Marcus let go off her hand. "Give your father my regards. We sit on a lot of investment boards together."
Fay nodded.
They said their goodbyes, walking towards his car. One thing Fay learned about Jordan is that he would never give his car to a valet service. He was using the same car that they had used when they went on the red roses road trip. He opened the door for her so she would get in, then walked around and got into the driver's seat. "Thanks for bringing me."
Jordan kissed her cheek. "Thank you for coming to the circus."
Fay smiled genuinely. "Your brother seems nice. Your dad looks cool."
"Oh, Dad is a hot head. I must get it from him. I owe that man a lot." He admitted, driving. "Seriously thanks for joining me. It would have been dreadfully boring if you hadn't."
Fay put her hand on his. "You're welcome." What is this feeling? It's like I don't want to be away from him. But… She pulled back, afraid of her thoughts.
"What's wrong?" he noticed her mood dampened.
She faked a yawn. "Just tired." She fibbed, not looking at him.
"Listen…"
Fay waited for him to continue. Come to think of it. This is the first time in a while that I am completely alone with him. There's always someone around.
Jordan hesitated. "Let's talk when this is over."
She seemed confused studying his features. "About? Good talk or bad?"
Jordan looked doubtful, running a hand through his hair. "I don't know. Let's discuss this crazy thing we are doing."
So, you're as confused as I am. It's what Mika said but I don't think now is the time to speak about this. I'm worried. What if our missions go wrong? I'm afraid of losing you before having you. She thought as her heart skipped a beat as the sensation made her cover her mouth in realisation.
"Oy! You're spooking me out. Say something. Did I petrify you?" he glanced at her as he drove into the basement parking of the penthouse's building. He stopped the car in its rightful space, then turned to look at her. "Fay?"
Fay laughed nervously. 'Its fine. Its fine. You just flummoxed me." She owned up, finally looking at him. She took a good look at him. He is rather strikingly handsome. Or maybe hot.
"When I told you that, what was the first thing that entered your mind?" he wanted to know. "Answer me without thinking."
"I… Umm… That I was afraid of losing you?' she answered quickly. She flushed at her answer, turning her face away from him. Her heart was palpitating.
"Look at me," he said, taking her hand. He yanked her towards him, putting his lips on hers. "I felt the same, Fay." he said between kisses. Fay felt herself quivering as she kissed him back. She put her arms around him as he kept on. After a few seconds, Jordan moved away from her, he got out of the car and moved to her side. He opened her door, pulling her out of the car. "Come here."
"Jordan…?'
He backed her towards his hood, kissing her furiously as he took off his jacket, and loosened his tie. He placed his arms on her waist, lifting her up to sit on the hood.
"Are you serious?!" Fay demanded, pushing him slightly away.
"This is my basement. No one can enter it." He pushed her back.
"But…"
He didn't let her finish as he lifted the hem of her dress. "This is the only place we can have some privacy." He said breathlessly towering over her. She was leaning on her elbows staring up at him. "Work with me, woman!" he ordered against her mouth as he moved his hand above her thighs to her… then he paused. "Are you not wearing underwear?" he had moved his hands there to remove it but found nothing.
"Nope." Fay unbuckled his pants swiftly as she returned his kisses while she lay on the car.
"Minx." He held her face, kissing her eyes, her lips, her cheeks then lifted one leg up, and used his other hand to pull her. He thrusted hard in her, making her gasp against his mouth. "Ow…" she whispered. "Too fast." She muttered, arching her back.
"Sorry. Sorry. You've been pushing me away all week." He waited a few minutes so she could adjust.
She moved her legs to circle his waist, kissing him gently. "I like you, DeMarco." Maybe we can work with like for now.
Fay felt his lips turn into a smile. He lowered his head so he can kiss her cheek. "Me too." He whispered. "From now on, you're mine."