"common.... We really should begin packing..." Jaime slowly mumbled into my ear, pushing me off of him onto the soft white leathered couch. I whined slightly, throwing my head back banging it softly against the couch's neck. Jaime looked back at me, a smile pushing past his pink, and perfect lips causing my mouth to go slightly dry.

"Brenna, Don't hurt yourself.. and stop whining, your not two." He said placing his hand on his hip and giving me slight attitude. Raising my eyebrow at him and crossing my arms only caused him to smirk.

"Oh. well... you...uhm... you're two!" I spat out a really dumb comeback which made Jaime chuckle signaling my defeat.
"I love how fucking bad that comeback was, and also I love how on your word two, your voice cracked." he snickered smiling, slowly walking over to me. I pouted softly causing him to chuckle and lean down placing a soft and slightly wet kiss upon my forehead.

"But Common Brenna, lets face it." He paused grabbing my hands and pulling me off the couch ,stumbling I slipped a bit but Jaime placed his hands on my hips, his fingertips slyly sliding into my belt loops of my gray skinny jeans. He lent in, his lips brushing against my ear lobe before he finished his sentence in a whisper with a snicker.
"You are basically two." I rolled my eyes slightly and wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingertips grasping at the back of his shirt's material.

"God Damn. the sexual aura in this room is intense... why don't you two just fucking get it on already" I looked over to who had said that, not very surprised that it was Chloe. She laid perched in the door way one knee upward arms crossed a cigarette hanging from her mouth, the tip of it glowing a soft orange color.
"Well, we could have had sexual inter-course last night, if you wouldn't have came in with your fish." Jaime replied placing his head on top of mine.

"Wow, thanks for you're care Mr.Jaime and Miss Brenna, the fish are great by the way." She mumbled slightly, bringing the cigarette up to her lips and inhaling pulling it away and exhaling smoke clouding around her face.

"Chloe, no one cares about your fucking fish." I said giggling a bit causing a laugh to escape Jaime's talk box.
"Brenna, the fish are dead." Her face fell, sadness clouding her eyes.
"Oh... I'm sorry.." I mumbled bitting my bottom lip slightly, feeling bad about giving my friend a hard time.

Chloe watched us, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
"God, you two are fucking adorable together.. and I killed my fish." She smiled softly and took another breath from her cigarette.
"Wait, what.. what do you mean you killed your fish.. as in the fish you bought yesterday?" Jaime asked, slightly raising his head from on top of mine.
"Yes. I...well... I sort of killed those fish." I looked at her strangely.
"What do you mean 'sort of' killed?"

She paused for a second and licked her lips leaning back on the door frame.
"I killed them because I fed them to Harold and Steve."
"wait.. you what? who is Harold and Steve?" Jaime asked pushing me back a little bit completely confused.
"Jaime... Steve and Harold are our turtles.." I said a giggle erupting from my talk box.
"You had a turtle...?" He asked, completely dumb founded.

I giggled softly and rolled my eyes walking away from him and up to my room, rummaging threw my closet and pulling out my suit case starting to pack up my things. Warm arms wrapped around my waist causing me to gasp and look down. A smile spread across my face realizing it was Jaime.

"Babe... I need to pack.." I mumbled softly smiling and laying my head on his chest causing him to grin and sigh contemptfully.
"No... Im hungry.." Jaime whispered slightly rocking us back and forth.
"For what?" I asked rocking on my heels to match his constant rock. Jaime smirked a little bit and tightened his grip around my stomach, leaning downwards and brushing his lips over top my ear sending shivers down my body.
"I'm hungry for you darling.."

My eyes widened as he said that my mouth growing dry in response.I smirked softly deciding to tease him.
"Hmmm maybe later. We need to get going." He groaned and rolled his eyes in response.
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Jaime grabbed my hand as he gripped the steering wheel, driving on to the interstate. I can't believe he asked me to come with him for Christmas... His family is obvisoly going to be there.... What if they don't like me..? Negtive thoughts about this weekend were flooding threw my mind. I was honestly about ready to burst into tears.

"Brenna love? You okay? you seem stressed..." Jaime asked not taking his eyes from the road but extending his hand over to mine grabbing my hand and running his fingertips over mine attempting to soothe me from my clouded mind.

"What... huh? Oh.. yeah.. Im fine.." I said forcing a smile upon my face. Jaime frowned a bit and contained to rub his fingers over my knuckles.
"You don't seem that to excited... I'm sorr-" he began, but I cut him off.
"What? No.. Oh no no no... Im excited to go. I really am." I smiled looking over at him. He sighed and did a sort of half hearted smile, only perking up the side of his lips Jaime's eyes still glued to the road.

"Here you can put in music..' Jaime said attempting to break the awkward silence that clouded the small space in the car. With a smile I reached down and duh threw my bag pulling my old iPod out and plugging it into his car, scrolling threw my music until I found a great song pressing play. Music coursed threw the car, and I couldn't help but sing along.

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Within a couple hours or so, we finally arrived at our destination around 7 at night. I honestly don't know why I am so fucking tired, Jaime was the one driving, so shouldn't he be tired?

"We're here babe." He smiled and got out of the car walking over to my door and opening it letting me step out. Anxiety coursed threw my veins each step we took closer to the house. I didn't know how to react. My palms started to sweat and I slowly began to pant.

"Babe.. Babe? Are you okay..?" Jaime asked softly sliding his hand from my waist and setting it on my shoulder pulling me closer to him. He frowned slightly and placed a kiss on my cheek rubbing my shoulder.

"It will be okay... and if they say anything... i swear we will leave.." he murmured soothingly into my ear. I nodded in response as he opened the door, slowly pushing me inside.

"Mom? Dad? We're here!" He called out, causing my mouth to once more become dry making it hard to swallow. adarline coursed threw my veins and I felt as if I could run a fucking marathon. Anything but meeting his parents..

"I brought my girlfriend too!" He called out causing me to blush softly. This was certainly going to be an exciting Christmas..
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As we sat there at the dinner table, my palms began to sweat again and I rubbed them against my black skinny jeans attempting to get rid of the sweat. Jaime lent over causally and smiled at me whispering.
"Dont be nervous. just be yourself.." He pulled back and smiled beginning to eat his food.

"So Brenna.. Its Brenna right?" Jaime's mother asked me, and I smiled and nodded in response.
"What a beautiful name, for such a beautiful girl.. Jaime you did good." Jaime's father said a slight chuckle in his words. My face flushed a smile pushed past my lips.
"I did do a pretty good job didn't I?" Jaime asked smiling and taking a sip of his drink. I blushed and giggled softly looking down.

As the dinner progressed, we began to talk a lot more. As in we, I mean Jaime's parents and myself.
"So Brenna. Where do you work..?" Jaime's mother asked between mouthfuls of chicken. I looked down kind of shyly.
"I work at a doughnut shop.." The room grew silent and I immediately felt ashamed, looking down.

"Well.. Sweets are very important." Jaime's dad joked sarcasm dripping in hi words, causing his mother to laugh. I joined in laughing, but honestly I felt sort of hurt..
"Hey. Don't joke about her work..." Jaime spoke up glaring at his parents.
"Jaime... its okay.. don't.." I whispered softly stirring my fork with my chicken.

"Alright... I think dinner is over. Come on Brenna.." Jaime said pushing his chair back and grabbing my hand dragging us out of the kitchen and up the stairs into his old room.
"Brenna I'm so sorry.." He whispered awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.

"Don't be.. Im sorry.." I whispered not knowing what to feel. It felt as if I just failed a huge major test that was given to me by his parents.
"Babe.. just.." He sighed and looked up at me tackling me in a hug us landing on the bed.
"Lets get some sleep... and just talk about it in the morning... besides.. I'm going to give you a tour of where I grew up." He smiled softly shoving his face into my neck, causing a soft smile to appear on my mouth.

I slipped my skinny jeans off and put on sweats, along with taking my shirt off and putting on one of his.
"Babe looks good in my shirts.." He whispered and wrapped his arms around me, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. Sighing I closed my eyes, mumbled an 'I love you' and drifted off to a sleep.