Vacation: All He Ever Wanted

A/N: Pandi e-mailed me and reminded me of something that would be the best idea for Savannah\'s costume, and liljo left a nice suggestion on what the costume should look like. I really appreciated the other suggestions, too, thanks for giving me that much-needed input!

And I\'d like to thank all my reviewers for getting me to 200 reviews. You guys are amazing!

~*~ Jason\'s POV ~*~

The UPS guy arrived about three minutes after Mike and Savvy left. I frantically signed for my two packages and slammed the door in his face, terrified that my friends would come back and see him. But they didn\'t turn around and come back for anything they\'d forgotten, and the delivery man was long gone soon enough.

I grabbed a pair of scissors and carefully sliced through the tape on the first package. Inside was another box of protective Styrofoam that took some struggle to open, it was fitted so snugly in the brown box. Opening it revealed a bottle and a tiny note which read, \'Merry Christmas, bro. Love Daryl.\' Daryl was my older brother, he\'d move to Italy after his suicide attempt and was making a better-than-average living designing perfumes.

He\'d been a little startled when I called him up and asked him to send me the best jasmine perfume he had in stock, but thankfully he\'d agreed, and nicely enough given me a fifty-percent discount. \"It\'s Christmas, after all,\" he\'d said on the phone, chuckling. He always called himself an artist because of his work, really, he was more of a chemist.

The bottle, seven inches high and two inches wide, the sweater had protected was a work of art in itself: red, orange, and yellow flames intertwining to form a highly textured cylinder with a smoothed-out bottom, capped off by a pure gold cylinder. I unscrewed the cap and sniffed the bottle, shivering at the scent. Jasmine, alright. Savvy\'s favorite. It was supposed to boost confidence, she said, along with lifting depression and smoothing over emotional pain.

I knew people used it in love potions for its reputation as an aphrodisiac. That little fact made me smile, and I twisted the cap back on the fire bottle. I didn\'t know if the whole love-potion thing was true, but it couldn\'t hurt, right?

Moving on to the second package, I opened it a little suspiciously. I\'d asked Daryl for just one bottle, so I wasn\'t really sure what would be in this second box. I peeled back the top and rolled my eyes. More Styrofoam, of course. But once I got through that I started laughing. It was a second bottle, like Daryl was just showing off the gorgeous designs his company used to package their perfumes.

The scent of the perfume in this one was a little softer, less heady, but just as warm and floral. It had another smell mixed in among the jasmine that I couldn\'t recognize. The bottle was a simple transparent glass sphere, with a smooth bottom, and the lid was gold to match the amber liquid, but this lid was what Daryl called a puffer, something Savvy would squeeze to squirt the perfume on herself instead of uncapping the bottle.

Inside the sphere was a golden fairy-girl, nicely proportioned, with her hands braced against the side of the bottle like she was trapped inside. She was kneeling on the floor of the sphere and had a soft, contemplative expression on her face, and her delicate features bore a strange resemblance to Savvy\'s. She had on a little skirt made of leaves, but no top, and she had wings on her back. Savvy would love it.

I grinned to myself and carefully toted both bottles upstairs. I would give the fairy one to Savannah for Christmas, and save the other for Valentine\'s or her birthday. The whole way to my room, where I hid the bottles securely in my closet floor safe, I couldn\'t stop chuckling to myself. She was going to flip when she saw that bottle. Her anger at me would disappear the instant it came out of the box.

Infinitely smug, I settled on the couch downstairs and turned on a movie. It was over and another one had started by the time Savvy and Mike got back. Savannah rushed into the living room and dropped herself unceremoniously in my lap. For a minute I tensed up, she\'d been so furious at me for being angry with her for kissing Mike, I half expected her to turn around and start choking me. But all she did was wiggle in my lap until I complied with her demand to put my arms around her and hug her to my chest.

She rested her head on my shoulder and closed her eyes. \"What\'d you get?\" I asked, letting her hair down so I could run my fingers through it. She didn\'t protest and even shivered while I played with her hair.

Smiling slyly, she stretched her neck so her mouth was next to my ear. I expected her to say something and leaned closer to make it easier for her; she surprised me by sticking her tongue into my ear. I dug my fingers into her back, totally blown away that she was doing this. She actually bore down on me while she licked my ear, her hands pushing on my shoulders to keep me pressed against the couch. \"So you found something you liked?\" I stuttered, shuddering. I started rubbing her back while she sucked on my earlobe and licked the outside cup of my ear -- I hadn\'t had a girl do this to me for a long while, I wasn\'t sure how to respond other than sit there and enjoy myself.

Mike poked his head into the room and glowered at me. He had three bags in his hands, one for each costume I would guess, and he set two of them in the room before leaving. What the hell had happened while they were at the store? He hadn\'t been mad at me earlier but he\'d practically given me the evil eye just then. For a second, I thought it was because Savvy had jumped me, but I pushed that out of my mind. She was mine, and he knew it, he wouldn\'t get angry at seeing us together.

Savvy kissed my temple and sighed, content, before burying her face in my shirt. She giggled quietly and I had to pinch her before she\'d look at me again. I ruffled her hair and smiled slightly, the expression on her face was downright mischievous. \"What is with you?\" I asked, kissing her cheek. \"What happened to make you so perky? Did Mike give you sugar?\"

She stuck her tongue out at me and started rubbing my nipples through my shirt. \"You won\'t make fun of me when you see the costume I got,\" she pouted, nuzzling my neck.

The sudden affectionate mood she was in was nice. She\'d pressed her thighs on either side of my hips and had this sultry look in her eyes that was making it hard to keep my lust controlled. She started stroking the back of my neck with her thumb, and I bit down on the inside of my cheek to keep from pulling at her shirt. She\'d tucked it into her jeans and the fabric was strained over her breasts. \"What did you get?\" I asked, well aware my voice was husky.

\"Uh-uh,\" she said, shaking her head. \"It\'s gonna be a surprise.\"

\"Oh really?\" I asked, smirking. I let my hands slide down to her jeans and her face turned pink, but she didn\'t move to stop me. \"Come on,\" I purred, \"you have to at least give me a hint.\" I gently tugged at her shirt, slowly untucking it from her jeans. She was holding her breath and didn\'t exhale until I had my hands curled around her sides, underneath her shirt. \"It doesn\'t match Mike\'s costume, does it?\" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

Instantly she shook her head, her hair slapping the sides of her face. I started rubbing her sides, keeping my fingers away from her bra; this wasn\'t the time to provoke her. It was a damn good thing she hadn\'t picked out something to go along with Mike; I wasn\'t sure what I would do if she had, but it wouldn\'t be good. \"Does it match mine?\" I asked.

Nodding, she kissed my cheek and nuzzled my neck, making me smile. \"That\'s good to hear,\" I said honestly. \"Did Cheryl help you pick it out?\" Images of them together flitted through my head, and it was hard not to show that in my face. It was way too easy to picture Savvy in a little slave girl\'s outfit. I glanced at the bags on the floor and wondered which one was hers.

Sighing, Savvy ran her fingers through my hair. \"Well, um, yeah,\" she admitted.

I took a deep breath. \"Tell me,\" I murmured. This was too good an opportunity to pass up. Cheryl had called me several times over the past few days, had more than once asked if Savannah would want to hang out at the party.

\"Mike suggested this short pirate dress,\" she said quietly, gulping. I ran my tongue along my teeth. That wasn\'t something she would pick out on her own, and he knew that, which meant he just wanted to see her in it. \"And Cheryl tried to give me this toga that would\'ve fallen off if someone looked at me wrong,\" she muttered. The corner of my mouth twitched slightly. Savvy would look cute in a toga. \"But… I saw something else, and Cheryl helped me pick out matching panties and stuff…\" her voice trailed off.

I mock-pouted. \"Is that all? Come on, what did you pick out?\"

She shook her head again. \"Not telling. You\'ll just have to wait till tomorrow,\" she said. A dark look suddenly crossed her face and she looked away for a second. \"Jason…\" She faltered and sighed, making me tense up. Don\'t say, \'I want to be with Mike,\' I thought desperately. \"Will you… can you… keep people away from me tomorrow?\" Her face was turned away from me so I couldn\'t see her expression, but her voice was feeble. God, don\'t cry.

\"You won\'t have to do anything you don\'t want to,\" I promised, tucking her hair behind her ears. I felt her relax and I breathed a little sigh of relief. \"You can just stand behind the bar and hand out drinks if you want to,\" I said, surprising myself a little. In all honesty, though, I just didn\'t want her to be angry at me again.

She turned back to me, smiling, and weakly wiped a few tears from her eyes. \"Thanks,\" she sniffed.

Oh thank God, I thought, smiling back. And then I shocked us both, probably me more, when I said: \"Do you want me to stay away from other people, too?\"

\"You would do that?\" she asked, breathless. Her eyes were wide.

The hell? I screamed at myself. This is a fucking orgy, Jason, and you\'re suggesting that neither of you have sex? What are you thinking? Savvy didn\'t ask you not to have sex! Why are you acting like she\'s your girlfriend? It\'s good to see her so happy but Mrs. H can watch her while you have some fun of your own! Why are you doing this to yourself?

What I actually said was: \"How am I supposed to protect you if I\'m off with someone else?\" And the grateful look on her face sent this wave of lightheadedness through me I wasn\'t expecting at all.

You\'re an idiot, a complete and total idiot, I was telling myself. She\'s just a fuck, Jason, why do you care -- and don\'t try to say you don\'t care -- why do you care if she\'s jealous?

\"Thanks, Jason,\" she said. She kissed me and gently sucked on my lower lip. \"That\'s really sweet of you.\"

Sweet? You have to be kidding me. Listen, Jason, my inner voice said, and it was getting really annoying. Say you two do start dating. You\'re twenty-one, almost twenty-two, and she\'s eighteen. You think her parents want her dating someone three years older than her? Give it up. She\'s still a child. They won\'t let her stay with you even if she wanted to. And why in the world would she even want to stay with you after she sees how pathetic you must be when it comes to relationships -- how would you know how to handle something you\'ve never had before?

I grabbed the back of her head and kissed her, pushing that thought out of my head. She\'d never talked about her parents before, they wouldn\'t have any bearing on our relationship… fuck, of course they wouldn\'t, because we didn\'t have a relationship, damnit.

I took a deep breath and blew in her ear. \"You gonna tell me what your costume is now?\"

\"No,\" she said, shivering. \"You just have to wait,\" she said.

My hands were still on her sides, under her shirt, and I smiled wickedly. \"I don\'t like to wait, Savvy,\" I said. I pulled my hands away so just my fingertips were touching her skin. Running my tongue over my lips, I started tickling her.

She shrieked and all the strength immediately left her arms. \"Jason----stop---!\" she choked between giggles. I shook my head and thrust myself on her, knocking her onto her back. It was much easier to keep tickling her once I was straddling her. She vainly tried to push at my arms, and while she was squirming to try and get away from my fingers, Mike walked in.

He rolled his eyes at me. \"And I thought you guys were in trouble,\" he drawled, crossing his arms over his chest. His smile didn\'t quite reach his eyes. I have to admit, it was a little creepy.

\"You jealous?\" I joked, moving my hands to the small of Savvy\'s back. He glared at me. \"Oh come on,\" I teased, shivering when Savvy arched her back and crushed herself into my pelvis. \"You want to help out?\" I asked Mike.

\"Don\'t you dare!\" Savvy yelped, gasping for breath.

Mike chuckled. \"Now how can I pass that up?\" he asked. \"Stand her up, Jason.\"

I rolled off the couch and took Savvy with me, pulling her to her feet before she could break out of my grip. Her shoulders were no less sensitive than her stomach and she kept giggling while I tickled her shoulder blades. Mike moved in front of her and she unsuccessfully tried to push his hands away. He pulled her shirt up to expose her midriff and kneeled in front of her. I frowned and tensed up when he pressed his mouth to her stomach to give her a raspberry.

She squealed and grabbed his shoulders to brace herself. I bristled; what was he up to? He winked at me and blew wetly on her stomach again, making her double over. He placed his hands on her hips and laughed as her breasts bounced on his head. Oh, so that\'s what he wanted, hmm?

I pulled Savvy back up and she gasped, hands still on Mike\'s shoulders. \"Let me breathe--\" she protested as I slammed my mouth down on hers. It was a short but firm kiss, just to assert myself. When I pulled back she rested her head on my shoulder and took deep breaths, eyes half-closed while I reached under her shirt and started fondling her breasts over her bra.

Mike, meanwhile, was kissing her stomach and his fingers were plucking at the waistline of her jeans. \"What\'re you guys doing…\" Savvy stammered, staring at us.

\"What do you want us to do?\" Mike asked quietly.

She looked frantically back and forth between us. I stroked her stomach and pulled her closer to my chest. I didn\'t want her to do anything with Mike, but I knew if I protested she would pull out that \'Why does it matter?\' question, which I really didn\'t want to answer. \"We\'re at your service,\" I grunted reluctantly.

\"I don\'t--I don\'t--\" She put her hand over her mouth. She looked like she was ready to cry, and Mike took her free hand and gently kissed her palm. \"Jason,\" she said, eyes watery.

I stroked the side of her face. \"This is your decision, Savvy…don\'t think about me.\"

You\'re going to let Mike touch her? What the fuck is wrong with you? You realize she could really fall in love with him, don\'t you? And he\'ll willingly love her back -- what can you possibly offer that\'s better than that?

\"I… I don\'t know…\" she mumbled, shaking her head. \"I don\'t know…what I want…\"

Mike unbuttoned her jeans and traced his finger along the zipper. \"Just yell if you want us to stop,\" he said, gently tugging her zipper down. We both stared as he pulled her jeans down, revealing pastel green panties with rows of white ruffles in the back. She blushed and looked away when I met her eyes.

\"Lift your arms,\" I murmured, determined to make sure Mike wasn\'t the only one doing this. She timidly raised her hands into the air, her fingers shaking, and I pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. For a minute, I just smoothed her hair out, letting her get used to being half-naked in front of us. She was wearing a half-cup bra that barely hid her nipples, light green, with the same white ruffles as her panties. \"You\'re beautiful,\" I whispered in her ear.

Now you\'re just being sappy.

~*~ Savannah\'s POV ~*~

Before I knew what was happening, Jason was kissing my shoulders and sliding my bra straps down to my elbows with a gentle slowness that startled me. He wrapped an arm around my stomach to hold me up while Mike pushed my legs slightly apart and stuck his head between my thighs. Mike started to lick my slit through my panties, and Jason began to caress and pet my breasts without unclasping my bra.

I didn\'t know what I was supposed to do with my hands. I put them on Jason\'s arm and dug my fingers in as Mike\'s attentions made me flush. I leaned my head back and Jason leaned down so he could kiss me, and I hesitantly reached up and put my hand on the side of his face while his tongue played with my lips. This was actually nice.

Back at the store, Mike had helped me try on my costume and kissed me in the parking lot and it\'d been really hard to push him away, and I\'d ridden all the way home with my body on fire, and then Jason just went around and tickled me and now… \"Why am I the only one undressing?\" I asked, as Jason pinched my nipple through my bra. He chuckled, making me shiver, and Mike reached around and squeezed my butt.

Mike caught the bow on the front of my panties in his teeth and slid them down, and Jason slid his fingers into the cups of my bra and palmed my breasts. I pressed my back up against him while he kneaded my breasts, roughly enough to make my knees go weak but not enough to be painful. All my concentration was on him and I wasn\'t really prepared for it when Mike pulled my lower lips apart and stuck his tongue into me. I cried out and Jason kissed me to stifle the moan.

Okay, Jason had said that my cunt was his territory, so why was he letting Mike…

I shuddered at the feeling of Mike\'s tongue swirling around. I was hot and could feel little beads of pussy juice trailing down my thighs, over Mike\'s face. I felt tight, and I couldn\'t help but picture both of the guys inside me. I put my hand over my mouth. Oh, man, that would be amazing. \"Let\'s go downstairs,\" Mike said hoarsely.

Downstairs? I wondered, frowning. Jason picked me up, bridal style, and I stared at him, feeling a little dazed. Oh, the basement, right. But that\'s a gym…They didn\'t seem to care, Mike shedding his shirt halfway down the stairs, and Jason yanking my panties off my ankles and leaving them on the stair railing.

Sure enough, when we walked into the basement, it was a gym. But Mike darted through the equipment towards a door in the far wall, and the guys both kicked their shoes off as they walked. \"Don\'t worry,\" Jason murmured. \"It\'s just… an extra bedroom… Mike likes to call it our \'romance chamber,\'\" he breathed, staring at me.

He carried me into the room and Mike stripped while Jason laid me down on the bed. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked around, blushing, while Jason undressed. The bed was a canopied four-poster, richly adorned in lush green fabric, and the walls were painted a dark green to match. There wasn\'t any other furniture in the room, the bed took up most of it, leaving just enough space to get to the closet.

Mike was undressed first and clambered eagerly onto the bed. He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me before I had a chance to take him in, and his tongue was in my mouth when I felt the bed sink under Jason\'s weight. He was moving around, doing something, and Mike kept me too occupied to find out what it was. He was reveling in the chance to finish what he\'d started in the parking lot, and admittedly I was enjoying myself too.

His hand slid over my chest and he growled against my mouth, \"Let\'s get rid of this,\" right before he pulled roughly enough on the bra to undo the clasps on the back. When he moved down to start licking my breasts, Jason met my eyes.

His shoulders were squared and the expression on his face made me dig my fingers into the mattress. He\'d pulled the drapes on the bed closed, letting only a little light filter through. He crawled across the bed, which looked big enough to hold another person, and started licking the breast that Mike was ignoring. That went on for a full minute before I couldn\'t take it anymore and tried to guide his hand to my pussy.

Jason laughed. \"Let\'s wait a little bit, Savvy,\" he murmured, grabbing my wrist. \"Let\'s not move so fast.\"

I felt my face slipping into a pout and this time Mike laughed. He let go of me and laid down on his back. In the dim light I couldn\'t really make him out. Jason sat down next to me and put his arm around my shoulders. This is so surreal, I thought, wondering for a second if it was just a very nice dream.

And then I wondered if it was nightmare. \"Jason… you do have condoms, right?\" Mike murmured, staring at me.

Both Jason and I tensed up. But where I was embarrassed, Jason was angry. \"You won\'t need them, Michael,\" he said quietly, glaring at his friend. Mike twitched at that. \"I know we\'re both clean… and Savvy is still sore from our last time,\" he said, kissing my cheek. I grabbed his arm, God, he could be clever. He wasn\'t going to mention my stupid defect. \"Besides, she likes it in the back… and she doesn\'t need us both at the same time.\"

\"Thanks,\" I whispered in his ear. He just grunted and I kissed his temple and smoothed his bangs out of his eyes before moving down the bed a little. He had no reason not to tell Mike my secret, but he\'d skirted the issue, and for that I was so grateful I wanted to cry. But I held it in and smiled as I put my head between his legs.

He and Mike started breathing hard as I kissed Jason\'s cock, and Mike moved up and pulled my hair out of my face while I concentrated on Jason. It was weird, Mike sitting behind me and massaging my shoulders while I licked the tip of Jason\'s cock and locked my lips around him to suck softly. Jason made these little moaning noises and muttered something that sounded like, \"Glad it\'s really you this time.\"

I kissed Jason\'s shaft and pulled his stiffening cock up so I could reach his balls. He grunted when I licked them and fell back on the bed\'s pillows when I reached behind his balls and touched the little sensitive spot between them and his anus that Cheryl had \'casually\' told me about in the store.

Mike rubbed my ass with his now-hard cock and I had to stop the blowjob when he pushed his cock into me. It didn\'t hurt, surprisingly enough, I hadn\'t realized just how slick I\'d gotten back there. My cheek got pressed into the bedspread as Mike slowly started drawing in and out of me, his hands rubbing my thighs while he did. Jason put his hands on my shoulders and didn\'t complain while I got used to Mike being inside me. It was sinking in just how big he was, and when he started rotating his hips it ached; he didn\'t have much room to move around.

\"You alright?\" Jason asked, making me meet his eyes.

I breathed deep and nodded. Gulping, I moved myself over a little and stroked his shaft with my fingers while I kissed his tip and ran my tongue over the head. Mike moving in and out of me swept down my body to force my mouth up and down along Jason, when I was already trying to do it, and I wondered how any woman could keep her mind focused during the five-person gangbangs in the stories I read, when I was having enough trouble with a threesome.

I took as much of Jason\'s cock in my mouth as I could, and petted his balls while I sucked and rubbed his shaft along the inside of my cheek. It didn\'t seem like long before he came, and I could hear him making little moaning noises while I drank his cum. It actually tasted nice, and it was warmed as it slipped down my throat.

Then, to my surprise, Jason pushed me back so I was laying on top of Mike, who was still inside me. He enjoyed the new position, taking advantage of it to fondle my breasts. I half-closed my eyes and lost myself for a second, the pressure and the heat making my arms and legs go weak. \"You don\'t have to just watch, Jason,\" Mike murmured.

\"Mmm,\" was all Jason said. He was resting on his elbows and just watching us. I was thinking that he looked sad, but I didn\'t have a lot of time to contemplate that because just then Mike orgasmed and gently rolled over on top of me while he came. I closed my eyes. I liked the feeling of him pushing me into the mattress more than the actual feeling of his cum, and I kind of wished Jason would suggest tying me up.

When Mike pulled out of me he stayed on top of me and started massaging my back. It felt so nice I kept my eyes closed, but when I realized that the bed felt a little different I lifted my head and looked around. The curtain on my left, facing the closet, had been pulled back slightly and was swinging back and forth.

Jason was gone.

~*~ Jason\'s POV ~*~

I laid down on the sauna bench, the steam turned on to one of the higher settings. The sauna was in the corner of the basement opposite the \'romance chamber.\' I put my hands over my eyes. If I couldn\'t stop these stupid tears, I would at least hide them from Mike and Savvy. I hadn\'t cried since Daryl\'s suicide attempt and that was five years ago.

You know, I told myself, you told Savvy you didn\'t want to see her with Mike. Guess why? Because you didn\'t want to see her with Mike. And then what did you do? You went ahead and let Mike fuck her. And look how you feel now. Absolutely, totally, completely and utterly pathetic.

It had occurred to me that Savvy actually liked having Mike inside her, and that had made the rest of her blowjob a very difficult experience. I kept thinking her breathing was fast because Mike was in her, not because she had my cock in her mouth. I faked all those stupid moans and was worried for a while that I wouldn\'t cum, but of course, it was Savvy touching me, and even in my quickly spiraling state she sent me over the edge of orgasm.

I tried to breath deeply to steady myself and ended up sobbing. No! I shuddered and rolled over onto my stomach, glad I\'d laid a towel down first. I grabbed another towel from under the bench and laid it over myself, cold even though the room was so thick with steam I could barely see. The past few nights I\'d come down here while Mike and Savvy slept, and I was sure it helped me get over my cold so quick. Now I just wanted to stop this pathetic crying.

That was it, she was gone. Mike had her now and she wasn\'t coming back to me, she hadn\'t even noticed when I\'d slipped off the bed and left the room; even Mike didn\'t ask where I was going. Well, fuck them. I was better off alone, as this idiotic crying let me know. Now I realized I\'d let myself care about Savvy and look where that got me, pathetically sobbing alone in a steam room while my best friend kept Savannah in bed.

I thought of the perfume bottles in my room upstairs and sighed. I could send them back to Daryl after Christmas and tell him it just hadn\'t worked out. Which was probably the truth anyway, considering how Savvy had whimpered when Mike pushed into her. I should\'ve know I\'d lost her when I saw the two of them making out earlier.

The floorboards in the basement creaked, signaling that someone was walking towards the sauna. I cursed quietly and quickly wiped my face clean with a small towel. I managed to stop the tears and calm down my breathing by the time the sauna door opened.

\"Jason?\" Savvy asked, stepping inside. She shut the door behind her and walked over to me. She was naked, and she didn\'t bother to grab a towel from the rack on the wall. She sat down next to me, lifted my head, and placed it back down in her lap. She stroked my cheek and I hoped it was too steamy for her to tell I\'d been crying. \"Why did you leave?\" she asked, her hands tangled in my hair.

When I didn\'t answer she rubbed my shoulder, a surprisingly comforting gesture. God, no, I told myself. Don\'t fall into that trap. Mom divorced Dad, Katie left Daryl, you\'re from a whole genetic pool of men that women grow to hate. \"Are you tired?\" Savvy guessed. I grunted. She might not know it now, but eventually things would turn sour; she was too young, eventually she would leave. There was no use in trying.

\"Do you still feel sick, Jason? Oh, God, I\'m sorry, I wasn\'t even thinking about that,\" she whispered. \"Do you want to relax while I make you something to eat? You don\'t have to go to the party tomorrow, we can let Mike go on his own, we can stay here and watch a movie or something.\"

No, I had to go. If I stayed alone with Savvy I might end up blurting out how much I didn\'t want her to leave me, and that would only lead to more pain than I was feeling right then. My chest literally ached and my head pounded while she ran her hands through my hair. \"Let\'s go,\" I said, staring at her belly button. She had a little scar next to it that I\'d never noticed before. I traced the line of raised skin with my finger and she rubbed my shoulder again.

She smiled. \"Do you want to know our costumes?\"

\"Mmm.\"

\"Mike\'s a pirate, of course,\" she said, stroking my chest. Of course, I thought. \"And I got you these black pants, and this white poet\'s shirt, and a floor-length green coat with gold buttons,\" she said, giggling softly. I glanced up at her face, not getting the picture. What in the world was I supposed to be? \"And Cheryl got me this cream-and-gold corset with matching panties… and this translucent gold dress, with long off-the-shoulder sleeves and a skirt that goes down to my ankles…\" She sounded really excited about it.

Her eyes were bright as she went on describing the outfit. \"Oh, Jason, the dress is so pretty, it shimmers, and it\'s really soft, and it makes my skin look golden but it\'s not sheer enough to see all the details on the corset… and I have these little gold bracelets and anklets and at the party Cheryl\'s going to put this gold makeup on my face… no shoes, but in the store it looked really nice barefoot…\"

\"What are you?\" I asked, frowning. I sat up and stared at her. I didn\'t get it. She blushed and looked down at her hands, whispering something I couldn\'t hear. I cupped her chin in my hand and made her look at me.

She plucked at the towel on my legs and cleared her throat. \"Um, I saw the dress, and the dress reminded me of… reminded me of… um… Princess… Carmen… and the coat made me think of Lord Ralston and…\"

That just shocked me. I couldn\'t stop myself from kissing her. Her lips parted, but I moved on to kiss the rest of her face, and she giggled with her eyes closed so I kissed her eyelids, and she was just so cute I started tickling her again and she squealed and tickled me back, and we ended up on the floor of the sauna with her on top of me and her tongue dominating mine.

\"What happens at the end of the book?\" I asked when she started kissing my throat. Okay, fine. I\'d stick it out with her for a little longer, to see her in that dress, maybe act out the fantasy one last time. But unless I wanted to break down and get pathetic and cry again, I\'d have to end it when we got back to school.

Basically, you\'re willing to risk heartbreak to be with her? my inner voice said. That sounds a lot like love. Didn\'t you say you weren\'t made for love?

I ignored it. Savvy nuzzled my neck and murmured, \"Lord Ralston takes Carmen back to his castle, and he kills one of the guards because the guy tried to rape Carmen,\" she said softly. \"And she sees that he really cares about her, and she starts to falls in love… she\'s still scared, though, because he can be really rough with her, and she tries to resist it… but at the end she admits it to herself and consents to the marriage and goes ahead with the wedding.\"

We were both quiet for a minute. Then I kissed her cheek, helped her stand, and murmured, \"Nice ending.\"

A/N: Ahh, the last part of this chapter made me all emotional. See you again next week (hopefully).