Prince of Wolves
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Wait, so he was looking out his window at you? she asked.
Yep, so you know what I did? Jacque asked.
Please tell me you didnt flip him off or moon him, or some other terribly twisted suggestion that Jen would have offered, Sally said worriedly.
No. Although, those all sound like great ideas. I simply stood up gave him a good ol', southern curtsey and marched myself to the house. After I graciously explained that I would have preferred the bathing suit to not cover so much, Jacque said, laughing.
Sally rolled her eyes at her. Remind me never to be in a lion's den now that I know you like to taunt them.
Oh come now, my dear Watson. Are you to tell me you are afraid of lions and tigers and bears, Jacque started.
Oh my, Sally finished, putting her hands on either side of her face, pretending to look fretful.
Both girls laughed at the silly antics that seemed to keep them sane. Jacque pulled her hair up into a ponytail, not thinking about the shirt she was wearing, and as she turned to grab a hair band she heard Sally gasp. She looked at her friend and realized her eyes were on her neck and back. Jacque had forgotten that she had purposefully worn a shirt with a low back so she could show Jen and Sally the markings.
Oh, did I forget to mention those? she said nonchalantly.
What the hell, Jac! When did you get that? Sally asked in disbelief.
Well, let's see. If I remember correctly, after yall left I downed a bottle of Crown, ran to the nearest tattoo parlor, and had some dude with piercings in every visible body part named Snake give me this awesome ink. I just totally forgot to mention it, Jacque said sarcastically and then added, suddenly sounding tired, I dont know where it came from. When I came up to take a shower after lying out in the hot sun it was just there. I kind of had a mini melt down. I screamed at Fane, but he never answered me, which tells me he is the guilty party involved.
So now hes not only doing his mind voodoo, but body voodoo too, Sally said, and then giggled as she realized how it sounded.
You know what Jen would say, Jacque started just as her bedroom door flew open and Jen walked in.
Depends on what is called for, my dear. But do tell, what exactly smart-ass comment am I supposed to be making? Jen said dramatically.
Fane has done body voodoo on Jacque, Sally said in a tattle tale voice.
Ooooh, was it good? Jen asked huskily.
Good freaking grief. She doesnt mean like, physical voodoo, pervert.
Jacque turned around to show her the markings on her back.
I guess he decided to forgo the whole hey, will you wear my class ring and straight into lets get body arttogether, Jen said, studying the markings.
What, you think maybe he has some Jacque trailed off. Then she remembered when they were at the Henrys' she had noticed a tattoo that ran up the side of Fanes neck. She had totally forgotten it because it just sort of went with the whole biker thing he had going on.
Stink yall. He did have a tattoo on his neck. I saw it when we were at the Henrys', but that doesnt mean it matches this one, Jacque told them, looking for reassurance.
No, it most definitely does not mean they match, Sally agreed, albeit not very convincingly.
Just then Jacque turned her head and cocked it to the side at Jen. What are you doing here? I thought you said nine at the earliest. Jacque asked her.
Well, I just happened to mention that you were a little depressed about the whole Trent thing and really needed some girl support and yada yada yada. My mom totally swallowed it whole, Jen confessed.
Thats just great, Jen. Now your mom thinks Im all torn up like a kicked pup about Trent and Im not! Im totally over him.arent I? Jacque asked.
She started thinking back over the two years she and Trent had dated. Even though they had only been sophomores and juniors in high school, their relationship had been pretty intense. Then out of nowhere Trent had come over and told her they needed a break. Jacque politely told him not to treat her like an idiot and just call it what it was it was over. It literally was out of nowhere. The day before they'd been hanging out on the couch and he had actually told her he thought he might be in love with her. When he left her house he told her he would call her that night and he never did. The next time she heard from him, he came over to call it off. Jacque hadnt seen or heard from him since.
Thinking about him was really making her start to miss him. He really was a great guy and they had had a lot of fun together. He was tall, muscular from lifting weights, had messy wavy hair that he wore just long enough to be wild, and had unusual grey eyes. He liked to goof off, but he was always a gentleman and could be pretty intense sometimes. They dated for quite awhile before their relationship got physical and when she told him that sex wasnt on the agenda he was completely okay with it.
I dont like where your thoughts are at the moment, Luna, Jacque suddenly heard.
She had forgotten that Fane told her when her emotions were strong he felt them even if she wasnt broadcasting them to him.
Well then, I guess you should knock before entering, Jacque told him harshly.
Who is this Trent? What does he mean to you? When and why was he kissing you? Fane asked in quick succession.