Chapter 9

"Amy you have a visitor." Kellie said as she tapped on my "bedroom" door.

A visitor? Who would be visiting me now? Kells and I weren't expected to be at the Monkey's for a few hours, and Jackson was supposed to be at work still. Unless…

I closed the Optometry journal I was reading and jumped from my bed; I threw open the door to find him waiting. Jackson was leaning against the back of the couch and facing my direction. His hair was pulled back with a rubber band showing off his buzzed sides. He had one hand shoved in his pocket and the other was securing Annabelle to his side, which he had propped up against his leg. I stuck my head out the door and looked around the hotel suite.

"I'm alone." He said. I let my eyes fall back on him.

"I got off work early." He smirked. "I'm not supposed to meet with the guys for another few hours. And I was wondering…" He slowly began to make his way over, with Annabelle, "if you knew of a way, or a place where I could bid my time?" He was now standing directly in front of me.

I smiled and bit my lip. "I was so hopping you'd get the hint."

I threw an arm around his neck and pulled his face to mine where our lips met in a passionate kiss. Jackson wrapped one arm around me while keeping the other on Annabelle as we stumbled into the room. He closed the door behind him with a gentle kick. I ran my other hand over his chest as our kiss continued. He slowly bent over to prop Annabelle up in the corner. I was going to ask if he ever went anywhere without her, but that would have required me to break our kiss and that was the last thing I wanted to do. He placed his newly free hand on my back and pulled me closer to him. I slowly moved my hands down to his waist and began to remove his shirt. He moved his hands to my arms and gently pulled back.

"Wait," he said breathless. "Before this goes any further I think we should talk."

"Talk?" My heart stopped and my hands dropped to my side. "That's never a good sign." I turned to walk away but Jackson tackled me to the bed. He rolled me over on my back and lay on top of me.

"Now why does everyone always think 'talking' is a bad thing?"

"Because nine times out of ten it is."

"Well then, I hope that you consider this to be the one time where talking is something good."

I looked deep into his green eyes and sighed. "Alright, I'm listening."

He tucked my hair behind my ear and ran his thumb and forefinger along my jaw bone. "Amy, you may be comfortable with the casualness of our relationship but I'm not. Believe it or not, but having casual sex is not really my thing." I opened my mouth to protest but Jackson placed his finger over my lips.

"Please, let me finish." He said, and I closed my mouth. "I'm not saying I think we should stop, because that's the furthest thing from my mind right now. But I was rather thinking something more."

"Something more?" I interrupted. "More what Jackson?"

"Something more steady." He responded.

"What? Like you want me to be your…"

"Girlfriend." He finished my sentence for me. "Amy I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since you first arrived at the 24K." He gently stroked my cheek with his thumb. "Go steady with me?"

I burst out laughing; I couldn't help it. Jackson got up quickly and sat on his legs while I continued to laugh. I was laughing so hard my stomach started hurting and my eyes watered over. Jackson just stared at me a look of puzzlement and hurt mixed on his face.

"I…I…I'm so…." I couldn't form a coherent sentence as I tried to apologize.

"Wow, I didn't think rejection would hurt quite this much." Jackson said as he started to get up.

"What?" I exclaimed. "Rejection? No, no Jackson, you have it all wrong." I reached out for him. I caught him by the wrist and managed to pull him back down to the bed in a sitting position. I straddled his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I'm sorry." I apologized. "I didn't mean to laugh. It's just that, well, you asked me to 'go steady' with you. No guy has ever asked me to 'go steady;' they've asked me out before but… You were definitely showing your southern heritage there bud, and it caught me off guard. But, I found it incredibly adorable."

"Adorable? So you laughing at me wasn't a rejection then?"

"No, not a rejection." I leaned down and kissed his lips tenderly; he was hesitant to respond. "Jackson, I rather like the idea of being your girlfriend."

"Yea?"

"Yea. There's just one thing though, I don't think I'm ready to tell Benny about us."

"We wouldn't have to tell anyone until you're ready." He ran his hands over my arms, and I kissed his lips softly.

"I truly am sorry for laughing."

He smiled a half smile and shrugged a shoulder. "I guess you'll just have to find a way to make it up to me."

"Mmmm, I like the sound of that."

I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck and bent down to kiss him, but I stopped short and kept my lips just out of reach. He leaned forward to capture my lips with his own. I grazed my lips across his briefly before pulling back and reinstating the distance. He placed a hand firmly behind my head as he reached for my lips again; there was no escaping him this time. His lips crashed onto mine and his tongue slipped through effortlessly.

My hands made their way down to his waist, and again I began to remove his shirt; he allowed me to this time. Our kiss broke as I pulled the shirt over his head, and instead of returning my lips to his I went for his ear. I breathed on it lightly before licking his earlobe. He grunted and I could feel him grow beneath me. His fingers moved the collar of my shirt aside so that he could get to my neck. He worked the area just above my collar bone, and I had to take a moment to collect my thoughts and focus. I was supposed to be the one making it up to him.

I pulled back and sat upright. Jackson's hands gripped my hips holding me on his lap. I placed both hands on his bare chest and pushed him back gently, until his back reached the bed. I readjusted myself, and he readjusted his hands to move from my waist to my upper thighs. I bent down and kissed his mouth briefly before leaving a trial of kisses over his chin, down his neck, and down his chest to his waist. I sucked on the spot next to his hip bone as my hands undid the button on his jeans and unzipped them. I could now feel his hardness against my chest. I helped him out of his jeans and moved back up to ensnare his lips in a deep kiss.

His hands roamed my body before finding the hem of my shirt. He made quick work of it as he pulled it over my head. He rolled me over and wrapped an arm around my waist. He lifted me up and dragged me further up the bed so that our feet were no longer hanging off the edge. He propped himself up with one hand as the other made its way to my hips to undo my pants. He pulled them off me and as his lips came back to mine I thrust my hips against his, showing him how much I wanted him. I ran my fingers across his back, digging my nails in slightly. He began to work the area below my ear, and again I had to fight to maintain control. It took every ounce of strength I had to roll him back over.

"I'm supposed to be the one making it up to you, remember?" I said breathlessly.

"My bad." He grinned.

I sat up straight again, straddling his lap, and reached behind me to unsnap my bra. I slid my arms out of it and tossed it over my shoulder. His hands immediately made their way to my breasts and he begged me to come back down. I slid out of my panties before doing so. I tugged at his boxers while his lips played with my nipples. Finally, with his help, I managed to slide his boxers off and I pressed myself against him

"Oh god Amy," he moaned while he clutched at my waist.

"I know." I breathed out. "Can you reach the top drawer of the nightstand behind you? The condoms are in there." I instructed.

Jackson reached over his head and stretched for the drawer. It was a struggle but at last he managed to pull the box out. I removed the condom from its package and quickly applied it to him. He slid in easily and we slipped into bliss.

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Sometime later I collapsed beside him breathless and euphoric. I laid my head on his chest and kept one leg entwined with his; he had one arm wrapped around me, holding me close. We both lay in silence for quite awhile as we caught our breath.

"I think that's the best damn talk I've ever had." I said at last.

Jackson chuckled. "I'm glad I could please."

"A couple of times." Jackson smiled wider and went to kiss the top of my head but I tilted my head up and caught his lips with mine. "Mmmm," I moaned. Jackson placed his hand on my cheek as he deepened our kiss and gently rolled me onto my back. He lay on his side and propped himself up with his elbow. I could feel my desire for him building again. He slowly pulled back and smiled.

"I should be careful, or else I might not have the energy to perform tonight." He glanced at the clock. "Speaking of tonight, I should be leaving soon. I'm supposed to meet with the guys and have a quick rehearsal before the show."

"Must you leave so soon?" I sighed.

"Soon? I've been here for nearly two hours Amy."

"Really?"

"Yea."

"Wow, time really does fly when you're having fun."

He laughed softly. "That it does. Will I see you at the show tonight?"

"You better believe it."

"Mmm, good." He kissed me again before sliding off the bed and getting dressed. I watched and before long I was fighting the urge to pounce him. I'd never been turned on by watching a guy put clothes on before. I shook myself from my daze and slid of the bed to get dressed as well so that I could give him a proper farewell and walk him to the door.

Out in the living area, Amy was nestled on the couch watching Twilight, again. She didn't even glace our way as Jackson and I walked to the door hand in hand. I pressed his back to the door and kissed him roughly, nibbling on his lip as I departed.

"I'll see you later." I whispered.

"Not soon enough." He replied. He kissed my forehead before leaving.

"Well?" Kellie asked as I sat on the couch.

"Well what?" I asked.

"Will I be seeing him more frequently, or will it just be sporadic visits?"

I knew what she meant. She was asking if I had determined what we were, a couple or friends.

"Uh, as frequently as he can make it." I replied. I looked up at the T.V. before me and saw two people standing in a forest. "So what's going on here?"

"Bella just told Edward that she knows he's a vampire."

"And is there were he bites her? Oh wait, that doesn't happen because he's not a real vampire."

"Oh shut up. Popcorn?" she offered me the bowl in her lap.

"Sure." I took a handful and continued to watch the rest of the movie with her.

*I hope you guys are enjoying this so far. Feel free to swing by and let me know what you think. It may be a few days before I can update because I am moving and will be with out the internet for a few days, but first a little tease of what's to come....

Jackson and Amy are pretty happy right now, but that's about to change when Amy is suddenly forced to come face to face with her past. Why did she move in with the Johnson's in the first place? What will happen when Amy has a mental break down? Will Jackson stand by her side even when his own life could be at risk?

Hmm, guess you'll have wait and find out. Hope to have more for you soon. :)