ALL OUTFITS POSTED!
Kim's POV:
"Ugh!" I groan, marching down the stairs and into the dining room. I walked into the kitchen and saw Jack leaning against the counter, eating grapes. "Jack, I'm about to make dinner!" I snap at him, snatching the grapes and marching to the fridge to put them in their rightful spot.
"Oh, what's wrong, Kimmy; trouble in paradise?" He teases.
"Yes, I'm afraid that the honeymoon phase, between the kids and I, is over. They're mad at me because I won't let them help me make dinner unless their homework is complete and their rooms are clean." I say, closing the refrigerator door and walking to the pantry and getting the dry ingredients. "I thought you had a meeting at six." I say, glancing at the clock that reads 6:01.
"I moved it to four this morning because I needed to have dinner with my family after missing Tuesday and Wednesday. I also wanted t remind you that we're leaving for Sydney at two o'clock on Saturday afternoon and we have to be at the airport by one." He says, casually.
Holy crap! I totally forgot about the trip! I still have to pack the outfits for the kids and me. I also have to go to the grocery store to bring snacks for the trip."Speaking of vacations, I know that I'm not supposed to have Fridays off, but my best friend, Mika, is having her 24th birthday gathering on Friday and I really want to go out with her. But, I totally understand if you don't want me to leave." I said, hoping that he'd let me go.
"Yes, of course. I won't be going to work on Friday; the whole company is closed to get ready for vacation. You can have the whole day off." He says.
"Oh my goodness, thank you so much, Jack!" I say, happily.
I've just now arrived at Mika's house. We were getting ready together at her house because, though our outfits weren't slutty, I still wouldn't want Mackenzie to even think about wearing anything remotely close to this outfit until she was thirty.
I shipped Mika's presents to her last week so that she'd be able to wear them all tonight.
I just had the cab drop Mika off at her place. As the cab drove me back to Jack's house, I reminisced on the events from tonight.
Not to sound cocky or anything, but Meeks and I were the hottest ones in the entire club.
I wore a long sleeved, short, black, bodycon dress with a deep 'V' that was covered by lace with a pair of six and a half in gold heels, a gold clutch from Marc Jacobs, a pair of gold dangling earrings from Mika, and the gold bangle that she got me for my birthday last year. My hair was in flowing and subtle waves. I was sporting a golden smokey eye and blood red lipstick.
Mika, she looked even better than I did. She wore a spaghetti strapped, short, black, bodycon dress as well, only hers had daring cut outs. She paired the dress with the six inch nude leather Saint Laurent heels that I bought her with the nude clutch that I bought her to match. She also wore a pair of Kate a Spade earrings that her sister sent her with a beautiful Bulgari diamond necklace that her parents sent her for her birthday.
After we got to the bar, I kind of lost my memory but, I know it had to be fun. I'll just ask Mika about it tomorrow, when I get to SYDNEY!
The taxi came to a slow stop as I was handing the older man a ten and a twenty dollar bill before making my way inside. I was still a little bit tipsy, hence the slight imbalance. I unlocked the door and walked a couple of steps before taking my stupid shoes off.
I went into the kitchen to get some more water before bed. I grabbed a cold water bottle from the fridge but as I was turning the corner to get to the stairs, I ran into something. I ended up on top, like always. "Jack?" I questioned, keeping my eyes closed. He didn't answer so, in all of my drunken knowledge, I continued to talk. "Why are you even up, Jack?" No pun intended for the little Jackie who is waking up downstairs.
"Well Kimberly," he started, his voice sounding a little huskier. "I couldn't sleep, so I started, and finished, a new painting. I was about to go to sleep when I heard someone downstairs, so I came down. Do you wanna see what I was working on?" He asked an unusual sense of nervousness in his voice.
"Of course, I'd love to see your work." I said, scrambling to get up as Jack did the same. He turned away ad I followed him up the stairs and to the room wedged in between his and Mackenzie's bedrooms. It reeked of turpentine and oil paint and was quite a large room with a window that took up the whole wall.
Jack turned on the light and stood in the doorway as I walked towards a beautiful painting encased in a smooth, golden frame. It was a little girl and an older one in black leotards, nude tights, and pink pointe shoes. The older blonde was fixing the young brunette's hair. The brunette was Mackenzie and the blonde was me! I turned to Jack and opened my mouth to start talking, though, he beat me to it. "I was looking for Kenzie one day, back when she first started skipping karate practice for ballet rehearsal with you. I saw you fixing her hair and it reminded me that even though her birth mother walked right out of her life, there's someone else who loves her just as much as her mother should have. This is going to be one of her birthday presents; it's kind of a memento that she'll always have someone in her life who loves her." He said, smiling a bit in between and at the end.
"Thank you, Jack, it's beautiful." I say. I take another look around the rooms and see every inch of every wall covered in paintings, drawings, and sketches of the twins.
"After Lindsay left, this was my way of coping with her absence." Jack said, taking a sip of an amber drink. He saw me eyeing it and said, "Scotch, do you want some?"
I giggled shaking my head, "Thanks, but no thanks, I've had enough alcohol tonight to last another three months. Well, I'm gonna head to bed, g'night Jack." I said, not even thinking twice about going to hug him.
"Head under water and you tell me to breathe easy for a while." Sara sings, waking me up from my peaceful slumber at 6 AM. The only reason that I'm awake right now is because this week has been unusually jammed packed and I didn't have time to pack thirty outfits for Matthew, Mackenzie, and myself. I know that we were only staying for fifteen days but, accidents do happen!
I quickly mixed chocolate chip pancake batter together and put it in the fridge before going back upstairs to pack and find a travelling outfit simultaneously. After I packed all of my swimsuits, shoes, outfits, pajamas, and underwear, it was 7:30. I hopped into the shower and changed into a pair of white skinny jeans, a denim button up, gold Jack's, and a pair of gold 'K' earrings. I put my hair in a wrap around fishtail, applied light makeup, and went next door to wake Matt and Mackenzie.
I actually packed their outfits faster because I had already paired their outfits together while doing the laundry; I just had to pick which outfits to bring. I set out the clothes for the twins before I went downstairs and finally cooking the pancakes.
I was putting on the second batch of four pancakes when slow footsteps started to make their grand entrance. Mackenzie was wearing a blue jean jumpsuit, which I bought for her last week, along with a pair of sparkly gold Keds and a tan fedora. Matthew was wearing a blood red tank top, a pair of light washed denim shorts, a dark brown fedora, and a pair of red Keds.
I flipped the pancakes and quickly put Kenzie's hair into a side braid with a flower on the end. As I was taking the pancakes off the griddle and the bacon out of the pan, Jack came down. He was looking extremely attractive today. He wore a pale blue button down polo with the sleeves rolled up. The shirt was accompanied by red shorts, and a pair of the original Sperrys. The Lord spent a few extra second on making sure Jack was perfect. "Jack, the kids and I are going to the market after breakfast, if you want to come with us. If you do join us on our journey, we can eat lunch and go straight to the airport." I said, filling his cup with the orange juice that he liked every morning.
I held back a giggle as his eyes rolled back in his head at the taste of the pancakes. "The time of take off is now 1. We were going o leave a bit later, but the pilot says that he wants to get the turbulence out of the way early in the flight. Maybe we can get the food to go, so we can be at the airport by 12:30?" He suggested.
"Fine by me, as long as be stop by Publix and the Yogurt Lab, you can pick the lunch location." I said, finishing my pancakes and bacon.
"I say, we go to the French Meadow Café for lunch, they have a lovely selection of meals with bacon." He said, wiggling his eyebrows.
"You had me at bacon." I said, taking the kids' plates and putting them in the dishwasher. "Don't forget to start it before you walk out." I finished, going upstairs to get mine and the twins' luggage.
There was a knock at the door signaling that Murry was here to take our bags to the car. I opened the door, with a smile that was quickly wiped off my face. "Who are you?" I asked, closing the door a little bit; just in case he was psycho.
"I'm Brett Lyles; Murry is on vacation, so I'm filling in as chauffer for now!" He said, happily. "Do you want me to take the bags out now?" He asked. I nodded and put all of the bags onto the porch.
"Your total is 317 dollars and 42 cents." The cashier said, happily. Jack handed her four hundred dollar bills, and gestured for her to keep the change. See, that's what I like about Jack, he's so generous; even to people he doesn't know. I guess having all of that money and power isn't all bad; he uses all of his powers for good!
Jack made the biggest mistake ever. He told the kids to get whatever they wanted and he'd pay for it all. Mackenzie, the health nut, dragged me to the fruit section and picked at least one of every selection of produce there. "Madame Lambert (her dance teacher) told me that even though I was vacationing from school, dance never takes a break. She said that I have to eat healthy and practice once every other day!" Thankfully, Jack and Matt balanced her out with meats and sweets.
In the end, Jack called another car to come by and pick up the groceries because they wouldn't fit in the trunk of our car with all of the luggage there. While the second car dropped the food off at the airport, Brett took us to the French Meadow Café. From there, we'd walk to the Yogurt Lab and take a cab to the airport, where the last of our bags should be getting on the plane.
"Welcome to French Meadows Café, my name is Claire, what can I get for you today?" A terribly familiar voice says.
Jack starts, "I'll take a wild acres turkey and bacon croissant with an orange juice. For the kids, I'll get one macaroni and cheese and one grilled cheese; both with lemonade. Kim, what would you like?" He asked, turning to me.
"I'll take a turkey BLT wrap with a sweet tea, please." I said, looking down, hoping she didn't recognize me.
"Kimberly Anne Crawford, is that you?" She said, happily.
"Hello, Claire. If you don't mind me I'll be taking the kids and finding a table to wait at while the food gets ready." I said to Jack.
"Kim Crawford is with Jack Brewer? Check plus, Kim; I didn't know you had it in you." She said, mocking me in that stupid tone of hers.
I opened my mouth to answer and come clean, but Jack beat me to it. "Yes, The Kimberly Crawford is with me. My children adore just as much as I do and she makes a fantastic mother. She's gorgeous, smart, and is the best woman that I've ever been with. So, if you'll excuse us, my family and I have a flight to catch in 45 minutes, hurry back with our food please." Jack said, leading us to a small table with two seats. I picked Mackenzie up and put her in my lap as Jack did the same with Matthew.
"Thanks for that, Jack, it meant a lot." I said, shyly.
Our food was bought out to us within five minutes, the quickest that I've ever had here. We walked, with our food to the Yogurt Lab. I got Nutella fro-yo, Mackenzie got cotton candy, Matthew got birthday cake batter, and Jack got brownie batter. He let everyone put whatever toppings they desired on their treats before hailing a cab.
We arrived at the private airport with five minutes to spare.
Sydney, here we come.