| The second she heard his RV door slam shut, she knew there was something wrong, terribly wrong. Here's the thing, Beck Oliver doesn't do pissed. Beck is a calm guy, he is so down to earth and cool, he's like gravity and he’s the one who makes her stand her ground. But not today, apparently. “What the fuck was that for?” He hissed, an unusual tone for him, Jade had to take a second to inhale deep in. They we’re gonna fight again; just because she had shoved a burrito down Vega’s shirt. Well, how wasn’t she going to? Vega (purposely, she knows) stole her part opposite against Beck in Shakespeare’s Anthony & Cleopatra. Of course Beck makes a perfect Anthony; amazing body, beautiful way with words and the face that would make a Queen like Cleopatra love and desire. Jade was going to play Cleopatra, for she had auditioned and won the part of her, until Tori pointed out a little known fact that destroyed her chances. “But Cleopatra lived in Egypt and she was probably like tan, or bronze, Jade is way too pale for the part.” Sikowitz had agreed so he gave Tori, who was HER understudy, the role and placed HER as Tori’s understudy and at lunch, Jade plunged her burrito down Vega’s nice pink shirt. “Jade, you are more mature than this.” “Shut it, Beck.” In that instant, everything got hazy, he pushed her up against the wall, grabbing on of her wrist with his hand and the other on the back of her neck and it was enough to make Jade whimper. Beck Oliver didn’t do dominant, but he played it oh, so well and his hips are just in between that spot in her legs and she feels like ripping off his clothes but she won’t. She doesn’t want to let him know how this affects her. “Don’t tell me to shut up.” He says as his breath covers her face and he smells like mint cause he’s been chewing gum for the last fifteen minutes and he’s minty and Jade just feels herself getting melted. “Why the fuck did you do that? The burrito bullshit?” Jade blinks. Beck just swore. At her. He never swears. “Why are you so pissed about it? It’s not like she STOLE your role or anything. In fact, I’m betting you would have loved if she took her shirt off when I planted that meat and salsa all over her, wouldn’t you?” “Are you shitting me, Jade?” He says as he releases her, she notices she looks at his hands as if he’s done something horrible. “Okay, I know she took your role, I would be pissed to…” He seems to stare off as he places his backpack in his bed and just stares at her. “You know what? I’m quitting the part.” Jade blinks. “What?” “I’m quitting the part, Jade.” He says as he grabs her again, by wrist and neck as before, but gentler, with more softness and care. “If they don’t want my queen to be Cleopatra then they will have no general.” “But why?” She asks, bewildered he would give up the part for her. “I’m tired of doing things and plays with Tori,” He says as he places a kiss on her forehead. “I miss doing them with you.” He kisses her neck and whispers “I love you.” And the rest of the evening was spent with hours of kissing, sex, the smell of coffee and mints. “I know.” |













