Oh. My. Goodness. I am really really really sorry for not updating in a year. I hope that those who read this last year will read this newest chapter and the ones I hope to write in the future. I didn't even realize how long it had been since updating until I got onto youtube watching angle/jarrett videos. I am going to try my best with updating as often as I can; this is one of the many stories I found myself stopping suddenly that I hope to finish. I only own Jessica Jarrett, everything/everyone else is owned by their rightful owners.

"…I don't have the kids for about two weeks, so you're free from me." The next two weeks I found myself slipping back into my old ways of taking care of the five kids without much trouble, and thankfully I rarely had time to stop and think about Kurt. I made it a top priority to remain busy, always doing something so I wouldn't think about how nice it felt when he hugged me, so I wouldn't think about how nice his voice sounded saying my name, so I wouldn't find myself thinking about his smile. But of course when the day was up and I found myself lying alone in my queen sized bed there was nothing there to stop me from thinking about the Pittsburgh native.

The hardest part wasn't lying there thinking about him though; the hardest part of it all was when I dreamt of him because every time I woke up missing him…wanting him. I wanted him to kiss me like he had in my dream, I wanted him to wrap his arms around me and tell me all those sweet, sweet nothings that you always see in the movies. I wanted him to make love to me like I was the only woman in the world. I wanted him to need me, to want me more than he wanted the ability to breathe or the ability to see the sun and the stars every day and night.

I just really wanted him.

"Jess, why aren't you packed yet?" Kyra asked from the doorway as I continued to throw clothes out of my closest. Turning to face the girl I finally saw how much of a mess I had made over the past two hours and groaned "Sorry Kyra, I was looking for something."

The two weeks were up and Kurt was supposed to be at the house that afternoon to pick us up and then we were driving two hours away for a house show. I had finished washing the breakfast dishes and retired to my room while the kids played in the family room to pack my suitcase. I got to thinking about whether Kurt found me attractive and that led to my room being a mess because I had been looking for a pair of jeans that I knew looked good on me.

"Are you trying to look pretty for my dad?" Kyra asked just as the other four children appeared. Poking her head into the room, my oldest niece Joslyn asked "What about your dad?" and suddenly I had five children sitting on my bed staring at me.

"No Kyra," I shook my head as I answered her question

"No what?" Kody asked right before Kyra said "I think she's trying to look pretty for Dad, but she can't find anything."

Joslyn smiled and stood up "Don't worry Aunt Jess, you have plenty of things to make Kurt find you attractive." I went to protest but she was already stepping into my closest followed by her sisters and suddenly I had an eighteen year old, a thirteen year old, a ten year old, and a seven year old ransacking my closet as I sat down on my bed and pulled Kody onto my lap.

Running my hand through his soft hair, I found myself smiling down at him as he seemed to snuggle into me. For a six year old boy he usually wasn't the snuggle type, but lately he had taken the chance to snuggle into just about anyone whenever he could.

"Jesse, are you ever going to love my daddy?" Kody asked so softly that I barely heard him.

I didn't know what to say; I didn't want to say something that would get his hopes up and then turn around and hurt him later. "I don't know Kodes, but I do know that I love you and your sister and that I will be here as long as you need me."

His brown eyes met the hazel of mine and his words nearly broke my heart when he said "I'll always need you, Jesse. You're my best friend," then his arms wrapped around my neck as he hugged me. I held him close and let the tears of joy slid down my cheeks.

"Alright, and you are packed!" Jacklyn announced as the girls stepped out of my walk in with two suitcases.

"Girls," I frowned "I only need one suitcase,"

Joslyn looked at me like I had just said every curse word known to man "Jessica Jarrett please do not ever say anything so crazy again! You are a woman, and as a woman you need choices. You can't limit yourself."

I rolled my eyes playfully at the niece who had always been into fashion more than sports. "I'm not even going to try to argue with you,"

"Good," Jeryn spoke up just as there was a knock on the door and Joslyn finished her sister's sentence with "Because there's no time to downsize." Then she kissed Kody and Kyra on the head before ushering her two biological sisters out of the room.

Setting Kody down, I told the kids to go get their bags from their rooms. Quickly shoving all the clothes I had thrown all over the place back into my closet, I checked my reflection in the mirror that hung on my wall one last time before grabbing the handles of my own bags and heading upstairs to the living room where I could hear my brother and Kurt talking politely to one another while at the same time I knew they would love nothing more than to rip each other's throats out.

As I stepped into the room, both men turned to look at me but Kurt was the only one I was looking at. He looked the same as he had two weeks earlier when he dropped me back off at the house after my night of getting trashed; this means of course that he was just as handsome as ever. I felt myself blushing as I watched his eyes quickly give me the once over, but couldn't bring myself to look away until he was suddenly looking at something standing behind me and I turned to find the two Angle children running into the room.

Stepping out of the way so they had a direct path to their father, I moved to stand next to Jeff who cleared his throat and mumbled "Can I talk to you alone for a minute?" I didn't see any reason against it, so I nodded and followed him into the next room where his private office was. Shutting the door, he turned to face me and whispered "Do not get any ideas Jessica Mae. Please, do not go getting a crush on Kurt Angle."

"Jeff that's really not any of your business," I couldn't believe him; out of all the people Jeff was the one telling me to watch who I liked. Jeff fell for the newly divorced wife to one of the wrestlers who worked for his company.

"Jessica don't give me that tone; I am only looking out for you!" his voice began to get higher and in turn so did mine as I responded with "No you're not! You are trying to control me like you've been doing my entire life! If I want to like Kurt Angle, I will like Kurt Angle. If I want to jump into bed with Kurt, no one but Kurt himself is going to stop me." Then yanking the door open, I stepped out into the living room. Throwing a grin toward Karen who was standing there in disbelief, I walked up to the three Angles asked if they were ready to leave and walked out of the room pulling my luggage behind me; never once letting the smirk leave my face.

Rarely in my life had I had stood up to Jeff; usually I just let him tell me what to do and went along with it because it meant I was doing things the easy way. But if I had learned anything during my late night thinking sessions it was that I couldn't continue to let my older brother tell me what to do. I had to take charge and live my own life the way I wanted to; I had to be happy for me for a change.

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