I get up and clean myself off, then I walk out to the kitchen and grab a slice of cheese pizza and my phone off the counter. I plop down on the couch and turn on the TV on to Netflix and turn on Pretty Little Liars. Jackson comes into the living room and sits next to me on the couch as I cuddle up into him and breathe in the smell of his Old Spice body wash. My phone goes off and I see that it's my best friend Braxton texting me. Braxton and I have been friends since high school. He's a total flirt with all the girls and always had to tell me about his recent hook ups. Back during junior year he told me he had a thing for me but I never saw him more than just a really great friend, and he respected that. His message read;

"Hey gorgeous! Theres an awesome party tonight at my place, you should be there! It would be great to hangout,"

I look over to Jackson and find him reading over my shoulder, "We should go, I haven't seen Braxton in so long and I think it would be more fun than 'Netflix and Chill.' Please can we go!" I give him my infamous pouty face that I know he can't resist. "You know I can't resist that face, it's too cute. Yes we can go," he says. I kiss him on the cheek and jump off the couch to go take a quick shower. Once out of the shower, I go over to the closet and pick out a super cute white lace romper with a center cut-out, a dark denim jacket, and my black high heeled boots. I blow-dry my hair and put on my make up, take a look at the mirror and them smile in approval of my look. I walk out into the the living room and find Jackson in the same spot I left him before my shower, "Okay babe, are you ready?" He turns to look at me and he blushes, "Wow you look beautiful." I do a small twirl and say, "Thanks!" We hop in the car and head over to Braxtons house.

When we pull up, there's music blaring and people mingling out in the front yard. Jackson comes around and opens my door for me and holds out his arm for me to grab. We walk up to the open front door and I found Braxton down the hallway. Breaking away from Jackson, I run over to Braxton and run into his open arms and embrace him in a hug, he squeezes me so tight I let out a squeak.

"Its good to see you," He says.

"Its good to see you too Brax, how have you been, have you hooked up with anyone yet?" I say, nudging him with my elbow.

"Not yet. Why? Is this an offer," He says, wiggling his brows at me.

"In your dreams."

Jackson walks up and wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into him possessively. "Braxton," He says in an unamsued tone. "So nice to see you too Jackson, please help yourselves to drinks, snacks, bedrooms." When Braxton says 'bedrooms' he looks at me and winks and I roll my eyes at him, he really loves trying to piss Jackson off. Braxton takes off towards the living room where all the girls are dancing and grinding on each other, and Jackson and I walk to the kitchen and help ourselves to some beer and chips.

"I don't know why you’re friends with him, he's a dick," Jackson says to me.

"He's not a dick, he just knows that its easy to get under your skin and loves to piss you off."

"No he's trying to have sex with you and he doesn't care that I'm right next to you when he acts all smug." He retorts.

"Babe chill out, no he's not. He knows I don't like him like that, he's just cocky and thinks he can get any girl he lays eyes on."

"Whatever, you keep telling yourself that, I'm gonna grab another beer," He says and leaves me, walking away into the crowd of people. I walk upstairs and find the bathroom, I need to cool off after that whole fiasco. How could he think that Brax would try having sex with me? He and I have been friends longer than I've been together with Jackson, maybe he's just jealous, who knows...

*Knock-Knock*

Someone opens the door and walks in, "Oh hey gorgeous," Braxton says.

"Oh hey brax, whats up?" He closes the door behind him and he sets his red solo cup on the counter.

"I have to pee, do you mind?"

"Oh come on, we've been friends for years, just pee." I hop on the counter and look away while he unzips his pants and pees.

"You know that's some boyfriend you've got Lynn. He's a real charmer."

"Oh give him a break. You just love to piss him off," I say.

"I can't help it, he makes it almost too easy."

Brax comes and joins me on the counter and puts his arm around my waist and I lay my head on his shoulder. "Do you ever wonder what things would be like if it was you and I?" I look at him in shock, completely caught off guard by his question. He looks me in the eyes and says, "I'm serious, Lynn. I still have feelings for you, they never went away after Highschool." He places his hand on my inner thigh, "Lynn....I..."

The door suddenly opens and Jackson appears. He sees Braxton's hand on my thigh and loses it. He grabs Braxton's arm and pulls him out of the bathroom and punches him square in the jaw,

"Why can't you take a hint Braxton. She doesn't fucking like you. So why don't you keep your fucking hands off my girlfriend."

Braxton, rubs his jaw and says, "I don't know man, she didn't stop me from trying to make a move, I think deep down she can't resist me. I mean think about it, she and I have been friends before you were ever in the picture." This sends Jackson into a rage and he says,

"You're fucking dead."

Before I had time to even react, there's a full on brawl between them in the hallway and the whole party has come up and started cheering them on. I look at the crowd and take someones beer and throw it at both of the boys, stunning them. They stop and then look to me,

"What the hell is wrong with you two?! Jackson, I love you. Before you came barreling into the bathroom I was going to stop him. Braxton, you're drunk. You need to go sober up, go drink some water."

I look over to Jackson but I'm so appalled at his actions that I just shake my head and walk away. "Lynn please wait," I hear Jackson say behind me, but I keep walking out of the house and to the car. He catches up to me and grabs my shoulder and turns me around. "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have acted that way, but I saw his hand on you and...and I lost it. I'm so sorry, I love you and I don't want to lose you."

"Just take me home, okay?" I say, and then climb into the car.

The drive home was silent, I could only hear the sound of my own heartbeat. Once home, I lay on the couch and ignore Jackson. "Are you not gonna say anything?" He asks me, but I stay silent. "Okay.." he says, and walks to the bedroom and closes the door. I grab the blanket from the back of the couch and curl up into a ball and slowly drift to sleep.

I wake up the next morning and play back in my head what had happened last night. I go into the bedroom and find that Jackson is still asleep, so I go into the bathroom and turn the shower on, I just want to wash off the remains of last nights events. I fill my loufa with my body wash and start scrubbing my body, breathing in the citrus scent of oranges. I turn towards the water and stand there with my eyes closed and the water running down my breasts. I hear the shower curtain open as Jackson joins me in the shower. I keep my back to him and he says, "I'm sorry about last night. What can I do to make it up to you?" But I stay silent. He comes closer to me, moves my hair off my neck and kisses the back of my neck lightly. "I really am sorry." He says, as he pulls me closer into him. When his body reaches mine, I feel his rock hard cock slip between my thighs. I look at him from the corner of my eye as he kisses my cheek, then my ear, then my neck. Butterflies are dancing in my belly as I stretch my chin up, placing one hand on the back of Jackson's head, and taking my other hand to guide his cock into my pussy, sighing as his cock enters inside me..