Tumblr Drabble #24: Prompt: What about another Gala when some Dr is flirting with April and Jackson get jealous, obviously, and they end up in the bathroom that make them remember what happened the men's restroom!
Jackson found himself at the bar of yet another Avery Foundation Gala. April was with him this time but she was immersed in a conversation with some up and coming surgeon who had developed some trauma technique. He hadn't bothered to pay attention to what they were talking about when he offered to freshen up April's and his drinks.
April had worn this stunning emerald green dress that reminded Jackson of the one she wore to Bailey's wedding. This one was more breathtaking than that one, though, as the satin hit her curves just perfectly. The neckline plunged to reveal just the slightest bit of her cleavage with her red waves pulled to one side.
Jackson stood there and wanted nothing more to leave. He hated making small talk but April was wonderful at it. To make matters worse the surgeon she was talking with was clearly noticing how amazing April looked.
Jackson couldn't watch anymore. He set his drink down on the bar and headed for the men's room. April noticed his urgency and followed behind.
Jackson burst through the door, thankfully it was empty, and splashed some cool water on his face. He leaned on the counter trying to calm down.
"Jackson," April called as she hurried in with no hesitation, "What's going on? Why did you just run out of there?"
"God, April, do you really need to ask? Did you really not notice how he was checking you out?" Jackson countered, still fuming.
"Jackson," April repeated his name tenderly, "You know that doesn't mean anything to me. I was just talking about medicine with him." She locked the door before walking toward him. She leaned backwards against the counter next to him to make eye contact with him.
"I can't blame him, though," Jackson breathed, "I haven't been able to take my eyes off of you all night."
"Does this remind you of anything?" April teased Jackson trying to lighten the mood a bit.
"San Francisco," Jackson said with a smile. He didn't need any more encouragement
Before April could say anything else, Jackson crashed his mouth on to hers, grabbing her face. Much like before she put her arms around his neck and he put his hands behind her thighs, lifting her onto the counter. They continued at it, disregarding the knocks at the door.
April wrapped her legs around his waist, not interrupting the kisses, and Jackson carried her into the stall with even more passion than way back when.