Chapter Twelve
“Krissie,
come on! We’re going to be late.” JC
complained as he watched Krista wander around the room looking for
something. They were going out to a
club that night and he had been sent to hurry her up. Unfortunately that was becoming a larger task by the moment.
“For
what Josh? It’s not like we have an
appointment. The club will still be
there whether we get there now or twenty minutes from now.” She said and came out of the bathroom. “Is this okay?” She said doing a little twirl, “I don’t really go to clubs so I
don’t know.” Krista had on a pair of
low-slung jeans and a lacy green halter-top that ended short of her pant line
showing off her muscular abs.
JC
swallowed and licked his lips, “Yeah, you look damn good spunk, perfect.” She looked amazing and suddenly JC had the
urge to keep Krista to himself for a little while longer.
“Okay,
then we can leave. I have to grab a
jacket. Come on.” She picked up one from her suitcase after
rumbling through it for a few moments.
It was the first time he noticed the tattoo on her lower back. It was a crest of some kind set in a Celtic
weaving.
“I
never knew you had a tattoo.” He
mentioned finding the perfect way to stall.
She
looked up at him, “Huh? Yeah, I’ve got
like five.” She replied slipping on her
leather motorcycle jacket.
“Really? I’ve never noticed any of them till now.”
Krista
gave him a strange look, “That’s because they’re well hidden.”
“Isn’t
the reason you get a tattoo is to show other people?” He asked and she raised an eyebrow at him,
“My
tattoos are for me, they mean something to me, they’re apart of me.” She stated,
“Oh,
well can I see them?”
“Fine.” She turned around showing him the one on her
lower back, “This is my father’s family’s crest from our Scottish clan and the
Celtic design is symbolic of the region my mother’s family came from.” She lifted up her hair and flashed the back
of her neck; “This is a star with Greek message written around it.”
“Why
Greek?” He asked,
“Because.” She replied with a tone that let him know
that she wasn’t going to explain any further.
Then she turned around unzipping her pants.
“Whoa,
Krissie.” JC said covering her eyes and
she groaned,
“My
God you asked to see my tattoos, get a grip.
You can’t see anything.” JC
removed his hand and saw the letters ‘KMJ’ surrounded by tiny stars on her hip,
just above the top of her panties.
“It’s my initials surrounded by stars to remind me who I am, that I am
special and I belong amongst the stars.”
“Interesting.” JC replied as Krista zipped up her pants
again and pulled up her right pant leg.
“Here
I have the number 8876 on my ankle and,” She paused to switch legs and moved
the strap of her sandal to show him the top of her foot, “And this is Klemmers
with DJPK underneath.”
“Wait,
I get the whole Klemmers thing, but what’s up with the numbers?”
Krista
shrugged with a smile, “It’s just something that means a lot to me.” She said and walked towards the door.
“You’re
not going to tell me?” He said catching
up with her and walking out the door.
She
came out and closed it behind her, “Nope.”
She smiled at him and they began to walk down the hall. “Do you have any tattoos? Oh wait, that’s right you’re scared of
needles.” She teased,
“Hey
now, they hurt.” He said in his
defense.
“They’re
just needles. Little, itty, bitty things.”
“Can
we stop please?” JC moaned.
Krista
stopped in her tracks, “What? Why? I
thought you wanted to go to the club?”
She said and JC groaned as he pulled her arm, leading her down the hall
towards the elevators,
“You
can be so impossible sometimes.” He
muttered,
“Me? You’re the one who can’t make up his
mind.” She said and he rolled his eyes,
“Oh
please, I’m not being difficult.” He
retorted,
“Okay
wonder boy.” She teased with a smile.
“I
thought that was Justin.” He said and
she shrugged,
“Eh,
same thing.” She smirked,
“You
did not just say that man. That’s
harsh.” He said sounding all
offended.
She
pushed him playfully, “Punk.” She
winked and walked onto the elevator,
“Hey.” He said and walked on after her, “I think I
know who the punk in this elevator is.”
“Well
I’m glad you agree with me.” She said
and smiled up at him.
“The
abuse I take from you.” He shot at her
and crossed his arms.
Krista
grabbed his arm and laid her head on it looking up at him, “Aw, poor baby. So abused, do you want me to play my violin
for you?” She teased and he laughed,
“Krissie,
you’re something else, you know that?”
“Hells
yeah I know that. I’m frickin
amazing! You are so lucky that you get
to hang out with me. Everyone should be
so privileged.” She said jokingly and
leaned against the back of the elevator.
“Yeah
privileged, that’s it.” He retorted
making her laugh.
“Is
anyone else coming out tonight?”
“Paul,
James, Joey and Justin already left twenty minutes ago. I was sent to hurry a certain person
along.” He said giving her a side
glance.
“Aw,
too bad you failed. Missing out on all
that partying with skanky hoes molesting you.
What will you do?”
JC
smiled and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, “I was partying with a-”
Krista
smacked him in the stomach, “Watch what you’re saying bucko.”
“Bucko?
Who are you? Captain
Kangaroo?” He teased unaffected by her
smacks.
“Captain
Kangaroo was a man, actually more of a man than you.” She said crossing her arms defiantly.
“Hey
that was mean!”
“Hmm,
someone sure could dish it out but they can’t handle it.” She said taping a finger against her mouth.
“I
should leave you here.” JC retorted as
they walked out of the elevator into the parking garage where Lonnie was
waiting for them with the car.
“Yeah,
you could, but then you’d feel bad.”
She replied with a smirk as she hopped into the car after him.
“Yeah
something like that.”
“Oh
yeah, you would, especially if I called up the Inquirer and told them what a
meanie you were.” She teased and JC
laughed,
“You
do that, I would love to see the headline, ‘Tour mate calls JC Chasez a MEANIE.
Details on page 9’.” He laughed again, as he felt the car begin to drive away.
Krista
leaned forward over the front seat, “Lonnie, come on and back me up here. JC can be a meanie, right?”
“Damn
right girl.” The bodyguard grinned back
at her, “Especially in the morning.”
Krista
nodded in agreement, “Tell me about it.
He’s a grouch till he’s had a cup of coffee.”
“Excuse
me, I am still in the car.” JC said pouting playfully and Krista looked back at
him innocently,
“Oh
Josh! I forgot that you were even
here. But that happens when Lonnie’s
near.” She cupped her mouth towards JC
and whispered loudly so that everyone in the car could hear her, “I have a
secret crush on him.”
“Can’t
date the help.” JC replied with a smirk
and Krista laughed as she sat back in her seat,
“And
who’s going to say no to Lonnie?” She
said haughtily.
“His
paycheck.” JC replied with a smirk and
Lonnie laughed loudly,
“If
I’m with Krista, I’ll dump your ass and work for her.”
Krista
crossed her arms smugly, “See, problem solved.”
“Except
for the fact that Lonnie’s taken.” JC
replied and Krista pouted,
“Damn.” She leaned forward, “You’re breakin my heart
Lonnie.”
“Sorry
pumpkin.” Lonnie grinned back at her,
“I’m sure C would take my place.”
“Yeah,
I guess, but he’s not half the man you are…literally.” She replied and the whole car erupted in
laughter.
They
arrived at the club and were ushered up to where the guys were supposed to be
waiting for them. Unfortunately, they
had taken such a long time to get to the club that everyone was up and roaming
the club, probably on the search for some girls to hang with. Lucky for them,
they didn’t have to search too far because there were girls clamoring to get to
them.
Krista
and JC decided to chill for a little bit and ordered drinks before taking up
residency at a booth.
Their
sitting didn’t last too long, mainly because JC was anxious to get up and
dance. He stood up, “Hey Krissie, come
and dance with me.”
She
frowned slightly, “I don’t really dance to this music.” She said nodding to the grinding music that
was thumping through the system.
“I’m
being turned down?” He pouted, “Don’t
kill my ego, spunk.”
“Josh,
I just really don’t know HOW to dance to this.” She explained,
“It’s
easy, I’ll teach you, come on.” He
waved her up,
“Teach
me how to grind?” She grinned, who
would turn down that invitation?
“Hell
yeah, come on, it’s fun.” He waved her
up and she slowly stood.
“How
many women in America would die to have JC offering to grind with them?”
“Exactly,
you need a story to tell your grandkids.”
He teased,
“And
then there’s the ego.” She laughed
shaking her head, “Okay master grinder, how do we do this?” She said placing her hands on her hips.
“Come
here.” He motioned her to get closer
and took her hand, twisting her in his arms, so that her back was against his
chest. He placed his hands on her hips
keeping her body in contact with his.
“How
am I supposed to move if I’m attached to you?”
She questioned, “Not that I mind being attached to you of course.” She teased throwing a smile over her
shoulder,
“Work
with me Kris.” He laughed and began to
roll his hips. “Just follow my movements.”
“Like
this?” She said moving her hips like
his.
“Yeah,
that’s great.” He replied, “Keep doing
that and that’s the basics.”
“Really?” She asked completely surprised on how easy
it was.
“Yup.” He agreed and Krista naturally fell into
dancing with him. As she moved with him
she began to pump her hips in time to the music.
“This
okay?” She asked,
“Yeah,
you’re a natural.” He smiled,
“You’re
just saying that. How’s my ass? Is that good?” She questioned sticking her ass into JC a little.
JC
swallowed hard, “Yeah, uh, yeah, that’s great, Spunk.” Her ass was better than okay, it was
wonderful. Maybe it was a bad idea to
grind with Krista.
“So
this is all there is to grinding?”
Krista asked interrupting his thoughts.
“No.”
She
twisted her head to look up at him. “What else is there?”
JC
spun her around to face him and pulled her close, “You’re an eager learner
aren’t you?”
“Yeah.” She grinned up at him, “So what’s next
master?”
That
phrase made JC’s mind spin with fantasies.
“I’m beginning to like teaching you.”
“Come
on, teach me.” She pleaded innocently,
“Okay.” He laughed and slid his one leg between hers
and had her riding his leg.
“This
is the same, except closer and more personal.”
He said staring into her eyes,
“I
like this.” She said and blurted out,
“This is like sex.”
JC’s
eyes went wide for a second before he laughed, “Yeah, I guess you’re right
Spunk. Except we’re wearing clothes.”
“I
know that. I’ve got this grinding thing
covered now.” She said as realization
came over her, “Why didn’t you just say that it was like sex? That I KNOW I can do.”
JC
smirked, “Can you now?”
Krista
dipped her hips seductively, “Yeah, I do.”
She said with a wink and turned in his arms again. She moved against him as she lowered to the
ground and then worked her way back up.
“See?” She grinned back at him,
JC
pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her waist, “I think you already
knew and you were just playing with me.” He grinned into her ear.
She
glanced up at him with an innocent smile, “Now why would I do a thing like
that?”
JC
just laughed and shook his head, “Some days I don’t know what to do with you
Spunk.”
She
laughed with him and turned to face him, “Then we’re in the same boat, cuz I
don’t know what to do with myself half the time either.”