A/N: Hey guys! What's up? So, this time I have no excuse for the late update, just a major case of writer's block. it would go like this: I'd write a paragraph, read it again, hate it, erase it, and back to the start. So, I'm really sorry for keeping you guys waiting. But, I also want to say something. I've received a review from a guest, saying 'bye'. Listen, I get it, I took long to update. But I refuse to update until I feel the chapter is good enough, and that takes effort and time. So please, don't act so spoiled, and if you think you could do it better, be my guest to write a story. Until then, please be respectful, because you have no idea what it is like to write. There, now I feel better. Sorry for the rant. Enjoy the chapter! :D

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Chapter 8

Fifty shades of Kim

KIM

Friday had been exhausting. She had spent the whole day making sure everything was ready for the party. She had gone to the club to personally talk to the DJ, and after a long while of sweet smiles and puppy dog eyes, aside from a fairly big amount of money, she had convinced him to play at her party. She had gone shopping with Julie and Mae, due to the later claiming that she didn't have a hot enough bikini for Jerry and that was unacceptable.

But Kim didn't complain. That shopping trip was the perfect excuse to help Julie find a nice swimsuit so she could make Milton's eyes – and maybe even something else, if you know what I mean – bulge, which was also perfect for her to get her mind out of a certain inevitable encounter between two really hot guys...

Yes, she admitted Jack was hot, end of story.

So she and Mae had dragged Julie into every single store with swimsuits in it until they found the perfect one, a light blue trikini that left her back completely exposed and accentuated her every curve in the right way. At first she was a little reluctant, but after a very convincing speech from Mae about how a woman needs to use her weapons to get what she wants, Julie was more than glad with the garment.

She had also bought a new bikini herself, having fallen in love with it the moment she saw it, and hoping it would give Ricky the hint to get their relationship a bit further.

Since she had to keep it low, only sixteen people were attending the party, DJ included. She had made sure there was enough food and drinks for everyone. Everything was in place, she just had to wait for the guests to arrive. After that, her parents would leave. They wanted to greet everyone, though Kim knew they wanted to make sure she was keeping it low as she had promised. This was a huge problem, because it meant they'd also greet Jack, and even though she will never know how, her parents seemed to have a special radar when it came to losers.

And that's why she was pacing back and forth, biting her nails, glancing at the clock every passing minute.

"Kim, are you ok?" Julie asked.

'Yeah, just peachy.' She stopped and looked at her friend. "Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Well, it may be for the fact that you're about to make a hole in the floor from all that walking." Milton said.

"Or because you're biting your nails, something you stopped doing when you were ten." Mae accused. "So c'mon, spill it. What's got you so worked up?"

'Oh, you know, just that my parents, who just happen to have a sixth sense about losers, decided to stay and greet my guests, who include four losers, one of which is your new boyfriend, but you don't need to know that. Same old, boring life.' She leaned against the wall and sighed. "I'm just concerned about my parents meeting both Ricky and Jerry." 'Mostly the later.' "I don't want them scaring our boys off."

"They don't know they're your boys." Milton said, reassuring. "Everything will be fine."

"Yeah, I hope you're right."

DING DONG

"And that's our cue." Julie said, standing up. She was really excited about the party, wanting to make a good impression on Milton, who still hadn't seen her swimsuit since she was wearing a sundress on top of it. "Time to get the party started guys."

"I love this new, sassy, partying Julie. Like, where have you been all my life?" Mae said, joining the nerdy girl.

"Hiding from you, Rihanna. Now c'mon! The hosts can't be late." Julie hurried, Mae and Milton behind her. Kim took a deep breath. 'Just act natural, it's not like your social and romantic lives depend on this party. Oh wait, they do. Am I really being sarcastic with myself? Man, I've lost it.'

She walked to the door, where her parents were, bright smiles in both their faces. Cheryl Crawford, with her straight, long blonde hair, much like her daughter's, but with amazing green with hints of blue eyes, and her perfect row of white teeth. She was wearing a simple, turquoise, sleeveless dress that reached her knees. Next to her was Malcolm Crawford, with his cut to perfection, brunet hair, the same doe brown eyes Kim had, and a smile that stole many girls' hearts when he was young, a mole appearing every time he flashed it. He was wearing a pair of khaki trousers and a lime green polo.

"Kim, your friends arrived, they're already out in the pool." Her mom said.

"Okay, thanks mom." She was relieved to say the least. Could it be possible that her luck had suddenly come back to her?

Nope.

As she walked out to the pool, she greeted her friends. Only her friends. Which meant... 'Uh oh.'

"Jerry!"

"Hey there beautiful."

She turned around, finding her best friend flying directly into the black haired teen's arms, a million dollar smile gracing her features, resembling the one Jerry himself was sporting. 'Wow, they do look really cute together.' She was snapped back into reality by someone clearing his throat behind her, making the couple pull away.

"Hello, I'm Milton, Mae's brother." He said, a stern look on his face while he stretched a hand out for Jerry to shake. "And you are?"

Jerry shook Milton's hand, while his free hand kept Mae in place, holding her by the waist. "I'm Jerry, Mae's..." He looked down at her, not really sure of what to say.

"Date." She finished for him. "He's my date, so drop the tough guy act Milton." She said, rolling her eyes. "This is Julie," Cue Julie shaking his hand. "And that's Kim." She walked over to him, and shook his hand.

"I'm Jerry, nice to meet you."

"I'm Kim, nice to meet you too." She gripped harder. "If you hurt my best friend, I'll haunt you down and make myself a new purse out of your skin, got it? Good." She finished with a sweet smile, letting go of his hand.

"Oh, so she can play overprotective best friend but I can't? I find that quite unfair Mae." Milton complained.

"Uhm, no offense dude, but she's way more scary than you'll ever be." Jerry said, gulping loudly.

"Yeah, you're probably right." Milton gave in. He looked behind Jerry and saw two teenagers, looking a bit uncomfortable. "And who might you two be?"

"I'm Harry Mallard, nice to meet you." Said an African-American guy. 'Yeah, I'm sure that's your real name.' After greeting everyone, the brunette girl talked.

"And I'm Emma DiMarco." She said with a smile, and once she had greeted all of them, she turned to Mae. "I don't really get what you see in him, but that's probably because I spent too much time with him. Anyway, if you break his heart, I'll rip yours out of your body and shove down your throat. After all, he's like a brother to me."

Mae gave a whole-hearted laugh at this. "I like you already, girl."

Kim sighed in relief. Everything was going smoothly. Now all she needed was Jack to not mess up...Wait. No, no, and no. Where the hell was that guy? She was about to ask 'Emma' about her brother, but the sound of laughter interrupted. Laughter coming from inside the house, more accurately from her mother. She excused herself and went back inside, to find her mother laughing whole-heartedly at something a tall brunet guy had said. 'You've got to be kidding me...'

"Kim, have you greeted Leo yet?" 'Oh, so he's Leo now. Great mom, you just got charmed by cupcake boy. Just great.'

"I was actually looking for him."

"Aww, missed me Kim?" And there it was, that stupid smirk of his.

"You wish Jack..." Her eyes widen. 'Crap, crap, crap!' "...ass." 'Really Kim? That's all you could come up with? Wow.'

"Kim!" Her mom said, startled. "Why would you say that? Apologize this exact moment!"

"It's okay Cheryl, it's an inside joke we have." 'What?' At her mom's confused expression, he continued speaking. "You see, a girl was interested in me, but it wasn't mutual, so I turned her down, and I did it quite respectfully. Then, all of a sudden, she slaps me and calls me a jackass for, and I quote, 'being so hot and make her interested'. Crazy huh? Kim seems to find it quite amusing though."

"Oh, well, it is kinda funny. I was so shocked about Kim talking to you like that, I'm glad it's just a joke." Cheryl said with a smile. 'Gosh, I'm gonna barf.'

He laughed. "Don't worry Cheryl, Kim would never try to hurt me like that." He approached her and put his arm around her. "She loves me too much, right Kimmy?" She was about to answer, but someone beat her to it.

"Who are you and why are you touching my daughter?" 'Oooh yeah, daddy is in da house! Let's see how you handle him with your charm Casanova.'

Under the stern look of Malcolm, Jack removed his arm from Kim and stretched his hand out. "I'm Leonardo DiMarco, sir. A friend of Kim's. And I was just hugging her because that's how I was taught to show love, I'm sorry if I disrespected you or her."

Malcolm looked him up and down. 'Haha, dad's gonna crush him. Serves him right.' And then, the most unexpected thing happened. Malcolm cracked a smile and shook Jack's hand friendly.

"Well, I don't think a well-taught young man like you will try to disrespect her in any way. Welcome to my home, Leonardo."

"It's Leo, and thank you very much, sir."

"Well, if I'm calling you Leo, you're calling me Malcolm."

"Well then, Malcolm, I think you and I should talk. I could really use some advice from you. After all, you married the most beautiful woman in your high school, and then had a daughter that matches that beauty, while having one of the most succesful business in the world. Tell me, what's the secret? And don't tell me it was a stroke of luck, because this woman over here doesn't say yes just like that."

Malcolm laughed and put his arm around Cheryl, who put hers around his waist. "You're right, it took me a lot of effort to get her to notice me."

"Yeah, but the minute I met him, I was a goner." Cheryl admitted. "I'm sure you have no problem whatsoever making girls notice you."

"Well, that's true, but those girls are mostly the same, nothing special about them. I need to be challenged and charmed by a personality, not by a mini-skirt."

"Kim, why aren't all of your friends like this? I'd be more than glad to let you around guys like this."

'Okay, he did NOT just say that.' "Well, you don't exactly try much to know my friends, so you don't really know how they are." 'And also they're not poor, liar losers who kiss me just for the heck of it. But meh, details.'

"Well, we have to finish some arrangements for the trip, we'll leave you two to have fun." Cheryl said. "See you later guys." Both her and Malcolm disappeared into the living room, leaving an infuriated Kim and a smirking Jack behind them.

"What is wrong with you?" She asked, exasperated.

"What do you mean? I was just being nice."

"Nice? I don't need you to be nice. I don't want you to be nice. Much less to my parents. They could've discovered you, and then we both would be doomed. So don't never, ever, do that again."

"What really bothers you about this is that your parents like me, but they probably won't like your boyfriend, and he won't be able to charm them like I did." She glared at him, and he took a step closer to her, their faces inches away. "I wonder what other things I can do that he won't be able to." He whispered at her, his hot breath hitting her face, then winked and made his way to the pool, leaving her there, flustered.

Once she recovered, she stomped her foot childishly and let our an exasperated sigh. 'I hate him, I hate him, I hate him! Mae couldn't have fallen for anyone else, nooo, she had to fall for this asshole's best friend, leaving me to deal with him. Gah, I hate my life.'

She took a deep breath and calmed herself down, then put a smile on her face, determined to have a good time with her friends and her still MIA boyfriend, and walked out to the pool.

"Cannonball!"

SPLASH

She was drenched, from head to toe. Her dress was sticking to her skin, and it was making her uncomfortable. She looked up, ready to murder whoever had done that cannonball.

"WOOO! Harry that cannonball was sick! Look what you did to Kim! Hahaha...Uh oh." The latino looked at her, and her glare only hardened. "Harry...RUN!"

"Don't be mad Kim, I think it's a good look on you." That voice she had come to hate so much said. She turned to him, and found him next to Julie, who was stifling a laugh.

"Julie!" She whined.

"Oh c'mon! It was funny! Did you really expect to stay dry at a pool? You're not that kind of blonde Kimers." At this, Jack laughed, and she had to restrain herself from killing him with a spoon.

'This ain't over Casanova, let's see who gets the last laugh.'

JACK

He watched her leave, and followed her, then stopped when he saw her hug a blond guy. Uh huh, boyfriend got to the party. Jackpot.

"Ricky! I was starting to worry."

"I'm sorry Kim, got held back at home."

"Wait. Have you talked to my parents?"

"Mmm no. A maid let me in. Is everything okay?"

"It's nothing, juts that my-"

"Kim, aren't you gonna introduce us to your friend?" Cheryl said, appearing out of the blue, with Malcolm right by her side.

"Yeah, Ricky, these are my parents, Cheryl and Malcolm Crawford. Mom, dad, this is Ricky." He could see the uneasy expression Kim had, and his smile grew bigger.

"Cheryl, Malcolm, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's Mr. And Mrs. Crawford." Cheryl said. Ricky gulped and retreated his hand, which both adults had declined.

"Thanks for inviting me to your home."

"We didn't, Kim did." Malcolm said. "So Ricky, I'm assuming you'll take over your father business once you graduate. Tell me, what is it about?"

Ricky scratched the back of his neck, obviously nervous. "Well, I'm not entirely sure."

"How is that possible?" Cheryl asked.

"I know we work with computers, you know? But that's about it."

"And tell me Ricky, what are your feelings for my daughter? Because that hug wasn't just friendly."

'Ooooh busted! Let's see how you get yourself out of this hole, Pricky.'

"Dad!"

"Well, sir I-I like your daughter." Ricky said. "She's really pretty and every guy is after her an-"

"Are you saying that you only like her because everyone else does? Is that what my daughter is worth for you?" Cheryl inquired.

"No, ma'am, I didn't mean it like that. I just..."

'Okay Jack, it's your moment.'

"Hey Kim, you coming?" By her expression, he could tell she had picked up on the pun, just like he intended. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt."

"Oh Leo! Don't worry hun, you're not interrupting. Do you know Ricky?"

"As a matter of fact, no I don't. Leo DiMarco, nice to meet you." After shaking his hand, he turned to Kim's parents. "What were you talking about?"

"We were just asking Ricky the reasons he likes Kim." Cheryl informed.

"And his answer wasn't very pleasant." Malcolm deadpanned.

"Oh c'mon, don't be like that. I'm sure he was going to say that he likes her because she's way more than a pretty face. Right Ricky?" The blond only nodded, not really sure of what was going on. Kim just looked dumbfounded. "I'm sure he was just nervous, you two are really intimidating, and he wanted to make a good impression."

"Leo, you always know what to say." Cheryl beamed. "Well kids, we're leaving now, got a flight to catch. Have fun, and please, don't destroy my house." He laughed.

"Don't worry Cheryl, I'll take care. Have a nice and safe flight."

"I'm trusting you my home boys, make a good use of it. Leo" Malcolm said. He shook Jack's hand friendly, and then turned to Ricky. "Ricky." You could see how Malcolm was adding pressure to his grip, and Ricky was about to cry. 'Lame.'

Once they had left, he turned to the couple. While Kim was sporting her usual glare, Ricky had a relief expression.

"Thanks man, you saved me there."

"No worries. Just helping a bro in need." He shrugged.

"Really, thank you. I'm gonna get something to drink, and calm my nerves a bit. You coming, Kim?"

"Uh, I'll be right there, just a minute." She smiled at Ricky and once he was out of sight, she turned to him. "What the hell was that?"

"I told you, just helping a bro out."

"Yeah, well, that 'bro' is my boyfriend, and I don't want him getting in any mess."

"Hey, I'm behaving. Didn't you hear how grateful he is?" He smirked. "He loves me already. Wonder if he would still love me if he knew about us."

"There's no 'us' Jack, don't get your hopes up."

"Oh, Kimmy, Kimmy. You know you can't get rid of me, and it irks you. Almost as much as the fact your boyfriend wants to be my friend. And that's exactly why I'm gonna stay right here, and talk about football with him, to see you frown." He stepped closer to her. "By the way, you should ask yourself why when I asked if you were coming you went pale, obviously seeing the underhanded meaning, and when your boyfriend asked you the same thing, you didn't even blink." With that, he left her there.

He walked out to the pool and found a non-so pleasant scene. Three guys whose names he didn't know nor care about were openly flirting with Grace. His Grace. The girl he considered his little sister, his princess.

Oh, hell to the no.

He was about to head over there and give them a piece of his mind, when he remembered he had promised her to not scare guys off. And damn, did he wish he hadn't. He just couldn't help it, he didn't want her to get hurt. He didn't want her to end up brokenhearted by a jerk who just wanted her body. He didn't want her to end up with someone like him.

'Wait, I promised to not scare them, I didn't say anything of making them uncomfortable.' He smirked and made his way over to the brunette, throwing an arm around her shoulders.

"Sup, lil' sis. Having fun?"

"Hey Leo. Yeah, just hanging out with them. Oh wait, you don't know them, silly me. Leo, these are Greg, Tyler and Marvin. Guys, this is my brother, Leo." He greeted them with a nod of his head and got a chorus of 'heys' in response.

"So, what were you guys talking about?"

"They were telling me about this sick club they found the other day and offered to take me one of this nights."

"Oh really now? And what club is that?" He looked at them menacing, sending a clear message of 'get your hands anywhere near her and I'll rip them off'.

"It's called Psychedelic. The DJ works there, I don't really know how Kim got him here, he doesn't like private parties."

"Sounds like fun, maybe we should all go." He could feel Grace glaring at him, so he decided it was time to leave. "I'm gonna go hang with Jerry. Talk to you later okay? Nice meeting you guys." He kissed her temple and left, only to be stopped by Greg.

"Hey Leo, can I talk to you?"

"Sure." He inspected him. Greg was tall, with broad shoulders, but not taller than him. He had a dirty blond mop of hair, and green eyes. 'I guess he's what girls consider 'cute'. Whatever.' "So, what is it?"

"Look, I know I just met her, but I think your sister is amazing. And I was wondering if you were okay with me trying to know her." Greg said, scratching the back of his neck.

"Like, asking her out?" He asked, arms crossed over his chest and one eyebrow risen.

"Not just yet, but maybe later, when we know each other better."

Jack thought about it. Another couple formed by a friend and a bitchllionaire? Trouble was guaranteed. Then again, he seemed like a really nice guy, after all he had asked for permission, and Grace needed the distraction. He ran a hand through his hair.

"Okay, get to know her. And about that date, I don't have the last word at it, that's her deal, but you've got my blessing. Just don't hurt her, because then I'll have to hurt you, and you seem like a cool dude."

"Got it. Thanks dude!" With that, Greg left, headed to Grace. Jack shook his head, and made his way to the row of deck chairs, grabbing a soda in the mean time. He laid down on one of the chairs, and instantly Jerry sat beside him.

"Hey dude, I feel like I haven't seen you at all. What have you been up to?"

"Oh, just bothering the guys that hit on Grace. I assume you've been with Mae."

"Yeah man. Getting to know her friends, you know? Wait. Who is hitting on Grace? Let me have a word with them..."

"Chill Jerry, the guy is cool, he asked for my permission."

"Oh, okay then. Hey, wanna take a swim?"

"Not right now, maybe later." He took a sip of his soda and just then, Kim came out of nowhere, and he needed to do a double take. She was wearing a bright red bikini, that made her tan skin look oh-so-delicious. That is if it could be labeled as a bikini, which he doubted, because it barely covered her, well, her anything. Instead of doing your cliché spit take, Jack choked on the soda, which didn't go unnoticed by the blonde, who smirked at him.

'Okay Blondie, wanna play dirty? I'll give you dirty.'

"You know what Jerry? Let's take that swim. C'mon." He stood up, and after making sure Kim was watching his every move, he removed the T-shirt he was wearing, leaving him in only his, funnily enough, black and red trunks. He turned around slowly to discard his tee on the chair, making sure the tattoo on his back was perfectly visible. It was the silhouette of a dragon, all in black, and it seemed to be a turn on for every single girl he had ever met.

He turned to the pool, seeing by the corner of his eye an open-mouthed Kim, and he couldn't help himself, a smirk crept upon his face. He went to the deep end of the pool, walking by her, and he whispered "Kim, sweetheart, you should shut your mouth, it's not a sexy look on you." And then, he jumped into the pool. When he surfaced, he saw Kim huff and head to the deck chairs, a scowl permanent on her face. And yet again, he smirked in victory.

"Yo Jack!" He turned to the voice, and found Eddie with a worried look.

"What's up Eddie?"

"Have you seen Grace? Like, is that even a bikini? I don't think so."

Jack directed his gaze to his favorite brunette. She was wearing a black and gold stripped bikini. It was Brazilian cut, so it showed a bit more of her ass than a regular bikini, and as much as Jack hated that, the bikini was Grace's choice, not his.

"I don't see anything wrong with it." He shrugged.

"You don't? Well, let me tell you what's wrong with it. Have you not seen those guys ogling over her like vultures? They're eyeing her like a piece of meat." Eddie scoffed.

'Oooh I get it, he's jealous. How can you be so oblivious dude?' "She can handle herself Eddie."

"Are you really just gonna let them hit on her like that?"

"Look, I already spoke with them, and they're not that bad. Sure, I don't like it that much, but she knows what's good for her. There's not much we can do."

"Whatever, I still don't like it." And with that, Eddie swam away, heading to the three girls he had previously been flirting with. One of them, a brunette with blue eyes who he remembered was called Lindsay, smiled at him and waved him over. Jack thought about it for a moment, then shrugged. 'Looks like we're going to be around quite a bit,' He approached the group. 'might as well make some friends.'

KIM

"I told you girls, Milton's not interested." Julie stated with a sad expression.

"Listen, he likes you. But if he's not brave enough to do anything about it, you might as well show him what he's missing on. So, take that dress off, jump into that pool and talk to one of those hot guys. Live a little Jules." Mae said.

"You know what, you're right. Screw waiting for love to come, you have to go looking for it." And with that, the petite girl stood up, took of her sundress revealing her stunning swimsuit, and walked to the deep end of the pool. Then, she jumped head first into the pool, and when she surfaced, she headed straight for Grace and the guys.

Milton, who had seen the whole thing, hurriedly approached the girls. "What's Julie doing?"

"She's having fun, duh." Kim said.

"With that swimsuit?! Who bought that?" He asked, stealing glances at the nerdy girl.

"She bought it herself Milton." Mae said, rolling her eyes.

"Well, thanks to that, every single guy is looking at her."

"No, Milton. Every guy looked at her before that, the difference is that now she's also looking at them." Kim said. "Why are you so worked up? Jealous?"

"Wh-whaat? N-no, of course not. I-I'm just looking out for my friend, that's all." And without another word, he left the two girls.

"I'm gonna kill those two if they don't start dating already." Mae said.

"Forget about them, how are you and Jerry?"

"It's great. He's getting along with everyone, even Milton. Everything's going perfect." The ginger said dreamily. "So Kim, I kinda saw you gaping at Leo. What was that about?" Mae said, an eyebrow rose and a knowing look in her face.

"What? I was not gaping at him. I have a boyfriend, remember?" She defended.

"Okay, whatever helps you sleep at night. Speaking of which, how are things with Ricky?"

"Well, he's trying to make a good impression on everyone just to please me, so I'd say pretty good."

"But..."

Kim sighed. "But he hasn't said anything about my bikini. Is he asexual or something?"

"He is probably intimidated. Give him time, his self control won't last long, he's just a boy. Hey, I'm going into the pool now, wanna come?"

"Not really, I feel like sunbathing."

"Okay then, you know where to find me." Mae stood up and went to the edge of the pool, but before she had time to prepare, Jerry swooped her in his arms and jumped into the water. Kim laughed at their cuteness. Maybe all these lies and this huge mess were worth it after all.

She laid down face first on the deck chair, the warm sun hitting her back. She sighed in content and relaxed both her body and her mind. And right then, a pair of warm hands started massaging her, leaving goosebumps everywhere they touched. When they touched a certain spot, she couldn't help herself from the pleasure sound that escaped her mouth. "Ricky..." And then a chuckle was heard. A chuckle she knew oh-so well.

"You wish your boyfriend was able to make you feel like this, Blondie." He whispered in her ear, and before she could turn around to slaughter him, he was gone.

After muttering not very polite things about him, she laid down again, trying to get the tingles in her back to go away, when she felt, yet again, a hand touch her skin. This time though, she reacted like lightning, turned around and slapped the owner of said hand. And boy, did she wish she hadn't.

"Oh my gosh! Ricky!" She quickly stood up and stood next to him, trying to see the red mark her hand had surely left in his face.

"Damn it Kim! What was that for?"

"I'm so sorry! I thought you were someone else."

"Who could have touched you like that but your boyfriend?"

"Ehm, exactly! I'm not really used to the whole 'boyfriend' thing, and I thought you were some perv. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, it just stings a little. Can you tell me where the bathroom is? I wanna see how it looks."

"Uhm yeah, it's the third door to the left. Do you want some ice?" He chuckled.

"You didn't hit me that hard Kim, don't worry. I'll be right back." And he left. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. How could she have been so stupid? She heard a low whistle behind her.

"Damn, Kimmy. I assumed you like it rough, but not that rough. I mean, not that I'm complaining, but I don't think your doll of a boyfriend can handle the kinky stuff. I'd be careful if I were you." He winked at her and blew her a kiss, and Kim had to use all her willpower not to punch him senseless.

"Leave me the hell alone Jack."

"As you wish," He said with a curtsey, and then looked up at her and smirked. "mistress." He winked again and left.

She watched him leave, thinking of ways of making him suffer to the point he'd beg for her to kill him. A chain saw looked pretty appealing.

"Hey Kim, you okay?" Milton asked from beside her, making her snap out of her daze.

"Uhm, yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure? Your eye was twitching a little."

"Yeah, I'm sure, don't worry. Want something to drink?"

"Nah, I'm good."

"Okay." She made her way to the drinks table, and stole a glance at the devil himself.

'Kim the ripper. Yeah, it's got a nice vibe to it.' She poured herself some punch and then turned around to glare daggers at him.

'Hello Jack, I wanna play a game.'

A/N: So, nice party huh? I have to admit, my favorite part was when Kim slapped Ricky, and something tells me you guys feel the same xD Eddie and Milton are both jealous and oblivious, let's see how long that lasts ;)

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