"Gross," says the shorter of the two and, a few months ago, it might have hurt, but right now, with Jack's arm heavy across my shoulders, it doesn't get to me at all. No matter what these girls think, no matter what anyone thinks, Jack picked me. That's gotta mean something.
So, as they slowly start to turn away, I shift my hold on Jack, tucking my hand into his back pocket as I wave with just the fingers of the other one. "Ta-ta, ladies," I tell them, still overly sweet. I make sure the taller one is still looking as I push up onto my tiptoes and use my waving hand to guide Jack's face downward so I can press a kiss right to his lips, humming softly at the taste. It's not even entirely for show.
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Date: 2017-01-10 04:20 am (UTC)So, as they slowly start to turn away, I shift my hold on Jack, tucking my hand into his back pocket as I wave with just the fingers of the other one. "Ta-ta, ladies," I tell them, still overly sweet. I make sure the taller one is still looking as I push up onto my tiptoes and use my waving hand to guide Jack's face downward so I can press a kiss right to his lips, humming softly at the taste. It's not even entirely for show.