Title: Crueler Intentions
Chapter Title: Keeping With The Enemy
Author: Shelby
A/N: I really, really love you guys. This chapter is for everyone who was oh so kind enough to review.
Extra Note: The chapter title was taken from the movie Sleeping with the Enemy.
XOXOXOXOXO
"Blair, you know I hate shopping," her lover told her with a sigh. They had just finished lunch. It was always the perfect time to get what she wanted from him.
Blair stopped and turned towards him. She put on the act, stroking his chest with one hand and his cheek with the other. "I don't see why. You're so handsome. Besides, I'm the one mostly trying things on."
"Well then I hope you haven't been holding back," Jake replied, smiling like a puppy dog. He fumbled towards her some, caught himself, and then blushed.
"You're so good to me," she smirked. Her hands roamed down past his waist. She pecked his lips.
He smiled, but blushed once more at her forwardness.
She then straightened her back, but still leaned on him some. "So are you going to take me to your private dinner with Mr. Bass tonight?" she asked oh-so-casually.
"You mean Chuck? Blair, I don't know," Jake shook his head, not sure if it sounded like a good idea. Mr. Bass didn't exactly have the most appropriate record when it came to sleeping with girls, whether they were taken or not.
If only he knew…
"Please…" Blair pouted. When he still looked skeptical she sat back in her chair.
She sighed, but then got an idea. "All this rejection is making me thirsty."
Her hand reached for the water, but she accidentally knocked it over. It spilt all down into his lap.
"Shit," Jake cursed. He started to stand up, but then sat back down quickly—not wanting anyone to see.
"I'm so sorry, honey. Let me get that." Blair took a napkin and dabbed at his pants. She started just on his thighs, but then moved to his crotch. She knew exactly what she was doing of course.
He watched her, his breathing stopped. "Th—thank you."
"It's no problem. I guess I see now why you don't want me to go to dinner. I'm so clumsy," Blair giggled. Her hand pushed down harder on his member.
"I—I changed my mind. If you want to go, you should," he nodded quickly.
She smiled and touched her heart as if surprised he gave in. "Awe, thanks. I was hoping you would say that."
Then the moment he looked away she texted Chuck.
I'm coming. Be ready.
XOXO,
B
And he took no time to reply.
Be ready to have me fondle you under the table then ;)
-C
XOXOXOXOXO
Blair grinned from ear to ear as her and Jake walked up to the table. Chuck instantly rose, his eyes going over her form in a matter of seconds. She watched as he stared with eyes of envy at Jake's hand on her back.
However, she remained calm and collected on the surface. And when her date turned to introduce them, she put on the most innocent of faces.
Jake nodded towards Chuck and then Blair as he attempted to make introductions. "Blair, this is Mr. Bass. And Chuck, this is Blair. She's my—"
"Daughter?" Chuck asked. As he knew she would, Blair glared at him, lips instantly pursing. He only found it amusing though and acted completely serious.
The man across from him chuckled nervously, a blush coming to his cheeks.
"No. Blair is my girlfriend," Jake explained. He then pulled out Blair's chair for her and they all sat down, Jake and Blair across from Chuck.
Chuck sighed and shook his head. "Forgive me. I just thought I had heard you were married," he returned.
Blair kicked him hard under the table. He was wasting time with his stupid little put-downs because he was jealous. She hated when he did this. Okay, so it was sexy in a way, but in that particular moment far more frustrating.
Jake rubbed a hand on his brow and blinked under the bright light that hung over them. He took a sip of water and looked to Chuck who still waited for an answer. But then he felt Blair's hand on his leg. It was a great comfort, as always.
"Mr. Bass, Jake is in the process of separating from his wife. He simply must get all his bearings together before going through with a divorce. Surely you understand," Blair said in the sweetest of tones. She was such a good actress, reciting each line impeccably.
Chuck nodded and then reached across the table, setting his hand on Blair's. "Of course and please, call me Chuck," he insisted.
Blair looked down to his hand on top of hers and then slowly pulled hers out from under his. She gave him a glare that said she knew what he was doing. It was a territorial move and an immature one at that.
Jake looked between them and shook his head. "You two are around the same age and Blair went to school here. Is there any chance you have met before?" he pried, sliding his arm around Blair.
Chuck's nostrils flared at the embrace and he opened his mouth to retort, but luckily Blair beat him to it.
"I think he was at St. Judes the same year I was Constance. We didn't real run in the same circle though," Blair giggled innocently and batted her eyelashes at Jake.
Then she whispered, "Chuck was the school slut."
"Blair," Jake scolded. He then turned to Chuck. "Forgive my girlfriend, Chuck. She has the mind of a child."
Chuck snorted, rolling his eyes. He then looked up and realized Jake had seen that. Quickly, he covered.
"Excuse me. Blair was right though. She was the perfect, little angel in high school. Not a spot on that record," he chuckled.
"Well she is amazing," Jake grinned, looking to Blair.
"Thank you, honey," Blair returned. She put one hand on his stomach and smiled sweetly at him. She was the perfect girlfriend.
Well, minus the minor detail that under the table Chuck's leg was almost up her skirt.
XOXOXOXOXO
A/N: What do you think of Jake?
UPDATED A/N: This story was deleted by the site due to a mistake on my part in the story's description. I am currently re-uploading it.