i shot for the sky

i shot for the sky by ssaarah

 

I climbed out of my truck and went to the back to grab the small amount of luggage we had. I was a little nervous. I was surprising Jac with a trip home for Thanksgiving and I wasn't sure if I'd made the right choice or not. But honestly? Anything was better than not being with her at all.

"Ready gorgeous?" I asked, walking up behind her and sliding an arm around her tiny waist. I'd always been a sucker for an hourglass figure and Jac's body put 50's pin up girls to shame.....and now I was imagining her as a pin up girl....I wonder if she had next years halloween costume planned yet...

"I am," she grinned up at me and closed the door before reaching up to kiss my cheek softly. Jac thought we were going to my place in Vancouver to spend the one week we had together before reality caught up with us. I hoped she thought the truth was an even better way to spend the time. I slipped my hand into hers as we walked together.

"Need help with your bag?"

"I think I can manage, but thank you."

"Are you sure you packed enough?" I lifted an eyebrow at her luggage which was surprisingly small for what I'd come to know about women.

"I'm not planning on wearing much this week, so I think I packed accordingly," she replied softly as if she wasn't talking directly to my dick when she said it. Ugh. I groaned and shook my head, tugging her towards the entrance where he headed straight for the domestic counter.

"About that..." I trailed off and she shot me a frown.

"What?" she asked and leaned into me, "What's wrong?"

"I hope you packed more than lingerie," I said with a nervous grin.

"Of course," she replied, seeming to relax.

"We're not going to Canada." Jac stopped walking and tugged onn my hand until I'd stopped with her.

"What do you mean we're not going to Canada?" she asked and looked at the signs near the counter with departures for Nashville. "What's going on?"

"I have a confession to make." I said with a heavy face. She narrowed her eyes at me.

"What…."

"I make a god awful thanksgiving dinner." I said, still trying to remain serious. "But a little bird told me that your grandmother can oust all the thanksgivings I’ve ever had."

"….you talked to my grandmother?" she asked, her eyes wide. I laughed.

"I talked to your sister, but your grandmother is expecting us." Jac just blinked at me. "You’re not mad at me are you?" Jac shook her head.

"No I'm not mad." She licked her lips. "It’s a wonderful surprise Dean thank you." I leaned in to kiss her lips.

"I have a lot of groveling to do for leaving you and us behind. I thought I’d start here." Jac beamed at me.

"Thank you…you don’t know how much I’ve missed my family." I nodded.

"I know you have, so let’s get going unless you need to stop back home and pack some actual clothes." Jac laughed.

"I guess you’ll have to take me shopping as part of your groveling." She bit her lip and I laughed.

"The only thing I’d buy is more lingerie so that wouldn’t be any help." I reached for her jaw to cup it and pull her head into a position that was easier for me to kiss deeply and she moaned into my mouth lightly.

"Mmm, Dean…" she asked as I grabbed our tickets and we checked our bags.

"You’re distracting me." I grinned as she leaned her body against mine while we waited in line to go through security.

"Have you joined the mile high club?" she grinned wickedly and I smirked, raising a brow at her.

"Have you?" I questioned, running my arm down the curve of her spine and just loving how perfectly her soft body felt against mine.

"What would you say if I said yes?" she asked, leaning her head to the side and making me so tempted to start sucking on the exposed skin. She did things to me….if this was what being in love was like? I wish I had found it earlier.

"I would hunt down the guy you joined it with and kill him." I said seriously, the thought of another man with his hands on Jac driving me a little crazy. Which was crazy. I’d never been possessive or jealous with any of my girlfriends. But Jac? I was all those things.

"Then my answer is no," she replied with a grin. "And yours better be no also." I laughed at her before shooting her a mischevious grin.

"Or what?"

"Or I'll have to hunt a bit.ch down and make her regret ever setting eyes on you," she joked, and then leaned into me. I loved how real she was, how unapoligetically Jac she was. She was just what I wanted. I was lucky. I wrapped my arms around my girl and nuzzled her neck before kissing it softly.

"I missed you."

"I miss you always," she admitted, and I could hear her pouty lips in the tone of her voice even though I couldn't see them. "Now you're the one distracting me..."

"I better stop then," I said and pulled away seeing the pout for real. "Why are you pouting baby?"

"Because I miss your lips on me," she said seriously and grinned as I lowered my head to press my lips against hers, getting totally lost in her.

"Ahem," Someone cleared their throat from behind us, waiting until we looked at them to nod their head towards the security guard eyeing us.

"Oops," Jac grinned and blushed slightly while we walked through security. "I told you that you're too distracting,"

"I'm sorry I'm not sorry." I grinned and let my hand tap her as.s lightly making her jump and look around.

"Dean!" I laughed as a blush crept up her cheeks.

"What? Not in the mood for public spankings?" I asked as I tried to keep a straight face. She got more red.

"Oh my god." she shook her head and I reached out to wrap my arms around her waist. "No one was paying any attention to us babe." Jaq relaxed in my hold before turning in my arms.

"When does our flight leave?" I took a look at our tickets and then at my watch.

"We have about half an hour, do you want some coffee or something?" she nodded and we grabbed some Starbucks before heading to the gate just as they were boarding.

"First class huh? Mr. Fancy Pants." she smirked at me and I shrugged.

"I'm wracking up a lot of miles lately." I saw a sad look go through her eyes and it reminded me how hard it was to be in a long distance relationship. Not that she wasn't worth it. She was. I was a lucky bastard that I'd convinced her to stay with me.

"Well if that means free drinks on the plane I guess it's good." she smirked and I laughed as we walked through the walkway to the plane and spanked her again, making her squeal.

"Get too drunk on the plane and you'll never be able to keep your hands to yourself." I teased her, knowing how handsy she got when she was tipsy. She just shrugged.

"The things you have to go through." she shook her head and took a seat next to me in the spacious first class section, leaning her chair back and playing with the touch screen TV in front of her. "I feel so fancy. You're going to spoil me and turn me into a high maintenence girl." she grinned.

"Worth it." I replied voicing my thoughts from earlier. She beamed at me.

"I love you." she said soft and sweet like she always did when she gave me those words. I groaned and reached out to cup her face and push back her hair.

"I love you too."

"Then what was that groan for?" she asked, looking adorable with a scrunched up look on her pretty face.

"I have no idea how I'll be able to keep my hands to myself for the entire flight," I replied and smiled at her sweetly.

"Who said you have to?" she leaned into me, faking an innocent expression which made me shake my head and groan again.

"You kill me with that face."

"What face is that?" she lifted an eyebrow and leaned even closer to steal a quick kiss. I couldn't resist tilting my head and kissing her neck softly, over and over again. God I wanted her naked. "Dean..." she trailed off in a whisper.

"You smell so good." I groaned. "Everything about you drives me fu.cking crazy you know that?"

"You're turning me on." She whispered, a little breathless. I grinned against her neck.

"I won't apologize for that." I nuzzled her and she turned to smile at me. "Ever."

"You'll never have to." She bit her lip. "I can't believe you're taking me home." She leaned her head against my shoulder and I felt my chest ache for how much this girl had come to mean to me in so little time. I didn't know what I was thinking not making her mind for the few years I had known her before we got together, but I wass pretty sure that she was it for me. I'd certainly never wanted to be in a long distance relationship with anyone else.

"I'd do anything for you." I said offhandedly. I felt her tense, knowing we were both thinking the same thing. That she hadn't moved for me, that I had left without her. If we were really in love why were we apart? It was the one thing wrong with us. Just then the attendant went into the schpeal about being on a plane and Jac nestled against me, pressing soft kisses against my jaw.

"Jac." I smirked as she nibbled on my earlobe.

"Yes?" she asked innocently.

"The woman across from us is judging you." I tried not to laugh as the middle age woman glared at us.

"Why just me? You started it,"

"If it's my fault? I'm not sorry," I grinned and she bit her lip before leaning into nuzzle me, making me wrap my arm around her shoulder to pull her closer.

"Let her judge," The woman rolled her eyes and looked away, a laugh escaping the both of us.

"Do you think you'd ever leave Texas?" I asked her softly, changing the subject quickly and feeling silly but knowing I wanted to talk about it.

"Of course,"

"Do you believe in us?" I asked it before my brain could process how it sounded and she tensed, pulling back and blinking at me.

"If I didn't do you think I'd be with you?" I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close. She was still tense, but melted into my arms a minute later. I was playing dirty by touching her, but I didn't much care.

"I wasn't insulting you. I was just wondering what your plans for the future were." Jac sighed.

"I don't really know Dean. But I know I want you to be a part of it."

"Where would you want to go?" I let my fingers play with her hair, the soft silky strands sliding easily through my fingertips.

"What do you mean?" I shrugged.

"If you could live anywhere where would that be?"

"Hmm..." she trailed off in a mumble, adjusting her body against mine while her eyes drifted off with her thoughts. "I don't know."

"What do you like about Texas?" I pressed on and she wrinkled her nose in that cute Jac way.

"My job," she started, "Friends," I smiled down at her. "What do you like about Canada?"

"God you're so beautiful." I said without thinking as she looked back at me. Her cheeks turned a light shade of pink and she bit her lips.

"That didn't answer my question." I grinned and grabbed her hand, stroking it slowly with my thumb.

"The weather." I joked, trying not to laugh as she rolled her eyes.

"Sure." she shook her head and I thought about it. It wasn't anything against the city. I liked Vancouver.

"Good Chinese food." I said finally. She gave me a look that told me just what she was thinking. "I like my job." I added, since it was true, but I'd liked my job at allure too.

"You just like being able to afford swanky trips to Tennessee." she winked at me and I nodded.

"You caught me."

"We need a place, just for us," Jac said in a quiet voice, nestling against me as she got comfortable, and making my jeans feel a little tight as she wiggled her perfect body against mine.

"Our own island?" I played along and kissed the top of her head.

"Yes," she grinned. "One where we can be naked all the time."

"You'd miss shopping too much." I laughed and she grinned up at me.

"You know me so well baby."

"I do," I replied and lowered my head as I tilted her chin up with my hand, kissing her softly.

"Are you nervous about meeting gran and my dad?" she asked against my lips.

"If I said no would you believe me?" I asked, smirking into her pretty eyes.

"No." She grinned wider and I pulled her closer against me.

"Okay, I'm a little nervous. I want your family to like me." I needed it actually, as much as I didn't care in the end what anyone but Jac thought about me? I knew this was it for me. She was it for me. And I wanted her family's approval.

"Well you beat out my last boyfriend so at least that gives you a bit of an edge." She replied, joking, but I could see the pain that her old relationship had cost her.

"I'll take what I can get." I kissed the top of her head as the hand wrapped around her shoulder played with her hair mindlessly. "Which will be harder to win over?"

"Hmmm, That's a good question." Jac beamed, liking to mess with me even though it was all for fun.

"Come on, give me something to work with so I don't make an as.s of myself." I begged. Jac ran her tongue over her lips as she thought about it. Actually she looked like she was fake thinking about it and I was about to get teased.

"Hmm... well my dad loves country, so you definitely have that down. Just don't admit that you listen to that country pop crap or he'll think you're a sissy." I laughed. The two Carrie Underwood songs I had memorized would be a secret I took with me to the grave.

"Now you're just messing with me." she reached up to kiss me softly.

"My family is going to love you."

"It took Lys a while to even like me," I argued back.

"She was afraid you'd knock me up and keep me in Texas forever," she lifted an eyebrow and I thought about what it would be like to be a real family with Jac. It was a surprisingly nice thought.

"Would that be so bad?" I joked back and tightened my grasp on her.

"We'd make cute babies... just not anytime soon."

"I'm fine with that," I smiled back, relaxing against her because at least for now we were both on the same page again.

"You have nothing to worry about. Gran already loves you."

"And how do you know that?" I stared at her skeptically and she just shrugged her shoulders.

"Because I've never been this happy in my life."