Part 4
Title: Caught
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters etc. Don't sue me!
Jo was trying to pay attention to the movie, but it was becoming increasingly difficult with Blair in such close proximity. It had been more than a week since the incident with Mrs. Garrett, but Blair still wouldn't give in to Jo's advances for fear of being caught again. Jo knew she wanted it, they were both going nuts with frustration, but Blair was still licking her wounds after such an embarrassing fiasco. An image of Blair licking something else flashed across Jo's mind and was quickly pushed out when Jo realized that Mrs. Garrett's stare had drifted from the television screen to directly at her and Blair.
The intimate scene that she had so suddenly interrupted the week before, played over and over in Edna Garrett's mind despite her best efforts to make it stop. She had cooked everything in her recipe book, cleaned the house top to bottom (except of course the girls' bedroom... she had avoided stepping foot in there at all costs), and reorganized her kitchen supplies every night. She had tried to involve herself in the lives of the two youngest girls in hopes that there would be some problem she could help them solve, but for the first time in the 5 years she'd known them they were relatively drama-free. Jo and Blair had kept their distance, blushing every time they saw her, saying quick hellos before rushing out the door with some excuse to be somewhere else... which was for the best really, because every time Mrs. Garrett saw them all she could do was stare and think "Blair and Jo. Blair... and Jo. BLAIR.... and JO?!?" In fact, that's exactly what she found herself doing now. She quickly turned her attention back to the television.
"Oh thank goodness. She's not staring at us anymore." Blair thought to herself as she relaxed a little. She had been sitting there stiff as a board, staring straight at the tv, but not seeing anything other than their honorary guardian's puzzled face out of the corner of her eye. The presence of Jo's leg was strongly noted and the spot where the sides of their thighs were pressed together sent signals through her whole body. She could see the tight muscles under the worn denim and it was all she could do to keep her hand from wandering in that direction. She drifted for a moment into a rather vivid fantasy involving the removal of those jeans, and sighed. Well, she had meant to sigh, but what really came out was a low moan. She felt Jo tense and glanced over to see Mrs. Garrett's eyes grow wide.
"What was THAT?!" Natalie's voice pierced the awkward silence.
Jo choked on her drink, Mrs. Garrett pretended to laugh at something in the movie, and Blair (grateful for the dark room) turned beet red.
The blonde composed herself and cooly replied, "Oh, sorry... that was me... I'm starting to get a stomach ache from all the candy. I think I'm going to go upstairs and lay down."
Jo got up and followed Blair out of the room. "I uh, spilled some soda on myself. I better go get cleaned up!"
Mrs. Garrett was out of her seat as soon as the pair had gone. "You know, I just realized I forgot to put something away in the kitchen..."
Tootie and Natalie looked at each other, each with a million questions and no answers.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters etc. Don't sue me!
Jo was trying to pay attention to the movie, but it was becoming increasingly difficult with Blair in such close proximity. It had been more than a week since the incident with Mrs. Garrett, but Blair still wouldn't give in to Jo's advances for fear of being caught again. Jo knew she wanted it, they were both going nuts with frustration, but Blair was still licking her wounds after such an embarrassing fiasco. An image of Blair licking something else flashed across Jo's mind and was quickly pushed out when Jo realized that Mrs. Garrett's stare had drifted from the television screen to directly at her and Blair.
The intimate scene that she had so suddenly interrupted the week before, played over and over in Edna Garrett's mind despite her best efforts to make it stop. She had cooked everything in her recipe book, cleaned the house top to bottom (except of course the girls' bedroom... she had avoided stepping foot in there at all costs), and reorganized her kitchen supplies every night. She had tried to involve herself in the lives of the two youngest girls in hopes that there would be some problem she could help them solve, but for the first time in the 5 years she'd known them they were relatively drama-free. Jo and Blair had kept their distance, blushing every time they saw her, saying quick hellos before rushing out the door with some excuse to be somewhere else... which was for the best really, because every time Mrs. Garrett saw them all she could do was stare and think "Blair and Jo. Blair... and Jo. BLAIR.... and JO?!?" In fact, that's exactly what she found herself doing now. She quickly turned her attention back to the television.
"Oh thank goodness. She's not staring at us anymore." Blair thought to herself as she relaxed a little. She had been sitting there stiff as a board, staring straight at the tv, but not seeing anything other than their honorary guardian's puzzled face out of the corner of her eye. The presence of Jo's leg was strongly noted and the spot where the sides of their thighs were pressed together sent signals through her whole body. She could see the tight muscles under the worn denim and it was all she could do to keep her hand from wandering in that direction. She drifted for a moment into a rather vivid fantasy involving the removal of those jeans, and sighed. Well, she had meant to sigh, but what really came out was a low moan. She felt Jo tense and glanced over to see Mrs. Garrett's eyes grow wide.
"What was THAT?!" Natalie's voice pierced the awkward silence.
Jo choked on her drink, Mrs. Garrett pretended to laugh at something in the movie, and Blair (grateful for the dark room) turned beet red.
The blonde composed herself and cooly replied, "Oh, sorry... that was me... I'm starting to get a stomach ache from all the candy. I think I'm going to go upstairs and lay down."
Jo got up and followed Blair out of the room. "I uh, spilled some soda on myself. I better go get cleaned up!"
Mrs. Garrett was out of her seat as soon as the pair had gone. "You know, I just realized I forgot to put something away in the kitchen..."
Tootie and Natalie looked at each other, each with a million questions and no answers.