An Affair To Remember

So Many Blends, So Little Time (Twenty-Seven)

Arriving at Sonny's apartment ten minutes early on Friday morning, Jack rapped on the door while trying to conceal the goofy grin on her lips, yet failing to do so. Feeling much like a child on Christmas Eve, she barely slept the night before, too excited over spending the entire weekend with her much beloved friend. All she did was think about Sonny and her family, and hopefully the fantastic time they would have during the next couple of days. Perhaps she would be able to eliminate Blue that weekend and Sonny and she would return as much more than friends. It was worth a try and Jack was more than willing to give it her best shot.

Moments later, the door was opened by a brightly smiling petite woman who looked positively adorable in the outfit she had chosen to wear. She was dressed in a pair of stark white cargo pants along with a short-sleeved red cotton shirt which sported tiny white stars all over it. On her bare feet were tennis shoes that precisely matched the shade of her shirt. Not only did she look good she smelled good as well. Jack caught a pleasant whiff of vanilla and naughtily wondered if Sonny would taste like it.

"Hey you," Sonny greeted, still sporting a smile that could light up a room as she observed the woman before her, thinking how cute she looked in her casual clothing. Silky dark brown hair pulled into a ponytail, Jack wore a backward purple baseball cap with an embroidered dark blue 'J' on it. A pair of tight blue jean shorts clung to those strong thighs that she remembered all too well, while a sleeveless purple pullover shirt hugged a pair of firm high breasts and showed off well defined upper arms. On sock-covered feet, she wore a pair of white high top sneakers trimmed with shades of purple and blue.

Suddenly desiring a glass of ice cold water for her dry mouth, Sonny managed to say, "Come on in. I was just trying to zip up my suitcase." She pointed to a large rectangular navy blue suitcase laying on the couch as Jack walked into the apartment.

"I'll take care of it for you." Strolling over to the suitcase, she felt eyes upon her but declined in making a comment. Jack merely grinned with much delight. Picking up the suitcase and careful not to tip it so that the items within would fall out, she placed it on the floor before glancing toward Sonny, her expression bewildered. "What the hell do you have in here? A ton of bricks? We will back on Sunday won't we? This coming Sunday?"

Softly chuckling, Sonny shut the front door. "Yes, we will be back this Sunday. I just tend to pack a lot of stuff. Clothes, shoes, toiletries, etcetera."

As a finger was crooked in her direction, she obediently walked over to her friend. After being informed to sit on the suitcase, she did so. Moments later, Jack successfully had the suitcase completely zipped up and ready to go. Smiling at her, Sonny arose to her feet while thanking the other woman for her help. Smiling in return, Jack arose, grabbing the handle attached to the well packed suitcase.

"So, are you ready to roll like a pair of dice at a Vegas casino?" Sonny asked, reaching out for her suitcase. However, Jack wouldn't allow her to take it, remarking that she would carry it down to the car. Based on the resolute expression on Jack's face, Sonny knew it was fruitless to argue that she was perfectly capable of carrying her own belongings, so she gave up with a shrug and a 'thank you'.

"You're welcome." Jack wore a cheery smile that Sonny found contagious. "And yeah, I'm ready." After a brief thoughtful pause, she added, "Let's hit it like a chubby kid wielding a baseball bat before a piñata at a birthday party." She winked when Sonny laughed.

Head shaking, Sonny lightly swatted her upper arm. "You're terrible." Her smile remained. When Jack apologized, she shook her head again. "Never said it was a bad thing."

An eyebrow arched. "I'm good terrible?"

"Let's say terribly good."

The eyebrow's twin joined it. "Meaning?"