Title: Downfall
Author:
oregonblondieSummary: She really does hate him... It builds in her every time she sees him, every meeting, every wrap party, every time he calls her an insane new nickname.
Rating: PG-13 (ish)
Pairing: Jack/Jordan
Warning: Very slightly steamy.
Spoilers: For 1x03 The Focus Group.
Disclaimer: Sadly, they aren't mine. I cry about it all the time.
AN: This little diddy here would honestly not exsist without some very awesome people mentioning the potential for Jack/Jordan. I thought when I saw the potential I was actually finally going completely crazy, but now I know that I'm not. ^_^ So this is dedicated to
falseeeyelashes,
lucius_admirer, and
hawaii5063.
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She really does hate him. She hates what he stands for - money, greed, power - and how he’s given his lust for it to her now to when he gave her the job. It builds in her every time she sees him, every meeting, every wrap party, every time he calls her an insane new nickname. And when he finally catches her just so on a bad day, she finally acts.
He calls her ‘kitten’ and she turns around and slaps him before thinking about it. Before thinking about the fact that he’s her boss and could fire her in a snap of the fingers, or that their argument was a carbon copy of one they had had a week ago. Later she’ll remember that she hasn’t slapped anyone in more than eight years, since Ryan.
They are inches apart, personal boundaries forgotten in the midst of fighting, and so it doesn’t register when he grips her upper arms tightly with both hands and kisses her. It’s hard and angry and the best kiss she’s had in years, despite who it is. She doesn’t immediately move away, which he takes as a sign, and he pushes her backwards until she runs into the edge of her desk.
He reaches one hand up her skirt, the other supporting the back of her head and shivers run from Jordan’s toes all the way to her lips, which are still firmly attached to Jack’s. She’s so lost in him, thoughts running sporadically around her head before flitting back away. She thinks how cliché this is, how many times this has happened on a television show. She wonders if her office door is locked and what would happen if their caught.
He shifts one hand to inch up under her shirt sending another tingle to run across her nerves. But when she feels the cold band on one of his fingers brush against her skin, one thought finally forms in her mind. She presses both palms flat against his chest, resting them there for only a moment before shoving him away.
She doesn’t look back as she walks out of her office and down the hall to the bathroom; mostly because she’s afraid he might follow her, but also because if she sees him again soon she knows she’ll start to cry.
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You all should know the drill. I love comments. I would especially like osme feedback on this, since it's new to me. And if you're interested in this pairing, let me know! I would really love to gather as much support as possible for this pairing.
And, just by the way, I have at least one more of these in me at the moment. This was just the easiest to sit down and write.