Disclaimer: I own squat. Except for Lucia. And my laptop.

I grabbed a clip and pinned my hair up while I ran down the stairs to answer the door. I peeked through the hole and saw Jack grinning though. I opened the door and smiled.

"Wow," Jack whispered. He looked me up and down. I had my hair up in the shaggy style I always wore. That wasn't impressive but what I was wearing was. That famous little black dress was going to good use. It was a bit more snug around the chest than I remembered but that was okay. The lace of the halter sunk low showing off some of my more appealing features. They gave me hell when I tried finding bras but damn the girls mad me look good in dresses. The rest of the dress fit like a glove. I had updated something about the dress but I wasn't going to inform Jack right this second. My feet were slipped into black strappy sandals that made my legs look better than they normally would.

Oh yes I feel good.

And damn he looks fine.

If one thing can be said about Jack it could be that he cleans up amazingly well. He had let his hair sit normally on his head nixing the gel he used to defy gravity. He was wearing a black oxford shirt and black dress pants. All in all he looked like a younger, yummier James Bond. He was holding something behind his back that I couldn't see.

I tried peeking over his shoulder but he waved a finger in front of my face. "Manners, Lucia."

I smiled and stepped aside to let him in. "Oh by all means come inside."

He bowed and handed me a black rose. I smiled and brought it to my nose smelling its fake sweetness. There had been a joke between the two if us in high school about the actual existence of black roses. I had been doing a project on flowers and searched everywhere I could for a true black rose. Jack did everything he could to help me. Finally he showed up at my house with a black rose. He had bought it from a craft store and rubbed rose oil into the petals so it would seem real. At the time it was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me.

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I had made a nice dinner and we sat discussing the night before. Jack's mind was blown about Evelyn having a boyfriend. Neither of us brought up the part about the lawyer talking about her night things. That was a bit too much to even think about.

When we finished dinner and I grabbed his hand. "There's something I need to show you."

Jack looked at me in surprise. "I've seen it before babe."

I smacked him on the arm. "Not what I was talking about. I found some pictures you may find interesting. It was stuff I was getting together for Evelyn. I figured you'd really appreciate them. So I added a few pictures I wouldn't exactly release to the public."

I led Jack into my little study. It had been my mother's room once upon a time then Rob's office. I have control over it now. This house is bigger than what I need but I've always been too afraid to move. Unlike many of the people in Detroit I can afford my house and my payments were always on time so I really shouldn't be complaining. I led Jack over to the beat up couch and grabbed an album lying on the top of a stack of books and papers. Jack sat next to me tracing a finger down my bare back. I shivered at the lightness of his touch. I gave him a look that he returned with innocent eyes. Yeah, innocent and Jack didn't belong in the same sentence.

I flipped to the back of the photo album and grabbed a small stack of pictures handing them over to Jack. "Presents."

I leaned into him as we sorted through the pictures. Many had been taken during the winters when we were younger so they mainly showed holidays and hockey games. One of the pictures was a group shot Evelyn had taken for me. All the kids, because that's all we were at the time, crowded together to get into the shot. There was Angel standing next to Jerry both posing like a pair of thugs. Yeah the look didn't work out very well. Bobby stood with Rob both looking at the camera as if trying to get a confession from the person taking the picture. Yeah that was how Rob and Bobby were. They'd never smile for a picture unless forced. Jack and I were in the middle. Jack's arms were folded on top of my head as I stood smiling beneath him. Jack had gone through a growth spurt right before the picture had been taken because he towered over everyone. I was looking at the camera with a smile. Even looking at it now I smiled remembering how it felt to be surrounded by people who had adopted you as their own. I still felt it now, but things had changed over the years. I didn't have an innocent childhood but some of the magic had disappeared over the years.

"Damn," Jack breathed. He traced a finger around the edge of the picture looking at it longingly. "I miss how it used to be. Things were simpler then. You always knew who you could trust." His eyes looked a bit bright staring at us all together.

I made a face at him. This wasn't the happy reaction I had been hoping for. "This wasn't meant to depress you. It was supposed to be a nice thing." I flipped to the next picture and laughed. It had been taken at prom as a posed picture. They had been playing some salsa and Jack and I were fooling around pretended to dance. In the picture Jack was pressing me against him, fingers running up my leg which was bent and pressed against his side in one of those usual tango poses.

Jack smiled and put the pictures back in the photo album. "Think we could still do that?"

I laughed. "Yeah, okay keep thinking that."

Jack pulled me up knocking me into him. He slid my leg up to his side and held me tightly to him with his other hand just as we had that night. Except now the feeling wasn't that one of light joking. This was serious passionate emotion. My chest was pounding and I could feel desire pouring through every inch of my body. Jack's slightest touch drove me to the edge. This was killing me. Jack was looking me straight in the eyes and his fingers still trailed up my thigh. The dress was hiked up so far I was surprised he couldn't see my underwear. He managed to dip me low, keeping my leg tight to him.

When did we get this flexible?

That's the thing about guys who know tango movies.

What's that?

They can bend you in more ways then you could ever imagine.

That's perverted.

It's sexy.

Jack slowly brought me back up and kissed me hard. His tongue traced my lips looking for an entrance. I hungrily accepted caressing his tongue with my own. I don't know what it was about the barbell but it drove me insane. The cool steel bobbed around my mouth skimming every corner of my mouth. Just the feel of it sent shivers through my body. Jack's hand went for the top of my halter tracing the line as if asking for permission. My hands were roaming over his chest slowly unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it from his pants. I moved my lips from Jacks breathing deeply. "Bedroom."

Jack lifted me into his arms and carried me into the bedroom. He softly laid me onto the bed as I pulled him on top of me hurriedly sliding the shirt off his shoulders. He slid a hand behind my back undoing the knot that held the halter up.

I moved my mouth from his making my way up to his ear. Now was the time to let Jack in on the little secret about the new update in the dress. "The dress has a zipper now. So much easier to get the hell off."

Jack sighed as he found the zipper I had stitched inside the dress. The dress used to slide over my head, which had caused some problems that first night between us. He unzipped it hurriedly and sighed into my neck. "Have I told you how amazing you are?" He sounded relieved; I knew he'd appreciate the zipper.

I slowly sat up as Jack slide the dress off of me. I was wearing a strapless black bra and black lace panties. I heard Jack moan in the back of his throat. I silently congratulated myself. I knew he had a thing for black lace. Between the memories of the dress and seeing me grown up I knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Come to think of it I probably wouldn't last much longer. I was working on getting off his undershirt. He lifted his arms to yank the shirt over his head and his lips quickly returned to mine and my fingers attacked his belt. After I gave a frustrated growl Jack chuckled between kisses. He released a hand that had been pleasantly teasing the skin around my bra and undid his belt, unzipped the pants and popped the button on his pants. I grabbed the pants and quickly pulled them down his waist. While Jack was kicking off his pants I was trying to kick my shoes off, still tracing kisses along his collarbone.

Jack realized what I was doing and shook his head. "You need to be patient." His voice was like velvet traveling over my skin. He ran his hands down my legs and untied the straps on my sandals slowly removing them from my feet.

I grabbed Jack by his chain and I saw his smile get wider. "Jack, baby, I am patient. I've waited a long time for this and I don't want to rush it." I bit his lip and looked back into his eyes. "But I swear to god if you keep teasing me you are going to regret it."

He nodded and planted light kisses down my throat as he undid my bra. As soon as it was off one of his hands was caressing my breasts and I sighed deeply. I gently rolled on top of him kissing his mouth and working my way down. I left lingering kisses on his stomach and stopped right above his boxers. I glanced up and watched as Jack closed his eyes, head leaning hard into the pillow. I slid the boxers down another inch or so and planted one last kiss and swirled my tongue lightly around the spot. I slid back up to his face looking at him through half lidded eyes. I did my best to make my voice as low and seductive as I possibly could. "See what it's like being teased?"

Jack raised his hand to the base of my neck and pulled me down to his mouth. I felt as his other hand slide off my panties and yank off his boxers. He was extremely hard against my leg. He gently rolled me beneath him and looked into my eyes as he entered me. My back arched higher than I thought it could as he gently pumped into me. Jack silenced my gasps by covering my mouth with his as he moved his hips still thrusting himself in and out of me. I let out a moan and threw my head back against the pillows. We were at it for a while, switching positions and mixing it up. I regained a new love for his barbell and thanked god for whoever had come up with that idea.

Jack slid out of me and crawled next to me pulling the sheet over us. He kissed my neck and wrapped his arms around me. "I love you." He kissed me again.

I closed my eyes and rested my head under his chin. "I love you too. You don't know what it means that you came back for me."

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I woke up slowly lifting my head above the pillow to see Jack sitting at the edge of the bed. I reached out and ran my hand up his back drawing lazy circles down his spine. I could get very used to this in the morning.

Jack turned around giving me a small smile. "I didn't mean to wake you up." He leaned over giving me a soft kiss. His eyes had a small bit of anxiety behind them.

I sat up wrapping the sheet around me. "What's wrong baby?"

He shook his head and slid on his boxers. "It's nothing."

I grabbed his arm and forced him to look at me. "Don't lie to me Jack."

He sighed and looked over at me. "I was just thinking about last night."

I felt my stomach drop down to my toes. It must have shown on my face because Jack shook his head with a small smile on his face and kissed my shoulder. "No, not that. God not that. Last night was more than amazing. I regret nothing." He sighed leaning closer to me. "It's just I was thinking about it and I realized something. " He rubbed his neck not meeting my eyes. "We never used a condom. Not that I have anything and I'm sure you don't either. I just thought about the other thing."

I made an O shape with my lips and looked down at my stomach. I laughed. "We'd have some beautiful babies Mercer."

Seeing that I wasn't taking it seriously Jack laughed and came under the covers snuggling up to me, tracing his fingers across my stomach. "This I could get used to."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed the tip of his nose. "I could too."

Jack rolled me underneath him attacking my neck and shoulders. I was laughing until I heard his phone ring.

He groaned and reached for the phone pressing on the speaker button. "Yo."

"Jack Rabbit, where the fuck are you?" Bobby sounded irritated from the other end.

Jack pressed a finger to my lips signaling me to be quiet. He must have seen the look on my face. I was going to say something smartass to Bobby but it's only aggravate him more. "I'm out turning tricks on the street Bobby." He rolled his eyes. "What do you need? I'm a little busy at the moment."

There was a pause on the other end of the line. "Have clothes on by the time we get over there. That goes for Lucia too." He hung up without another word.

I pouted. "But I don't want to get dressed."

Jack pulled me up from the bed, taking in my body and the bed behind me. He shook a thought out of his head. "Don't make this any harder for me." He turned to my dresser draws shifting through them. "So still have any of my old stashes of clothes?"

A/N:

Yay fluff.

And yes I poted this and took it down when I saw all the problems my computer never picked up.

My 'sister' and I spent the day explaining the importance of condoms to our friend. This led to a discussion about who'd have pretty babies and blah blah blah, we have weird conversations. The other day it was about girls and masturbation. Yeah…

Anyway on to my many thank you notes.

Sadvirtue: thank you. For some reason I felt like piling all of that information into one chapter. Still not exactly sure why.

XNegAttentionX: Ah yes Jack is flexible and a cowboy. And with this chapter he is transformed into a tango dancer. He has many hidden talents we can only dream of. Yes, yes I know I'm quite evil. But think of it this way, if I'm staying (somewhat) close (if I add a few days here and there and change a thing or two) to the actual movie you'll be finding out Jack's fate soon enough.

Murtaghfanatic: Don't fret. I plan on seeing this fan fiction to the end. And the picture of Jack at a bar singing to himself is quite amusing and sometimes keeps me going.