Jet would be lying to herself if she said the next three months were easy. They weren't. She and Jane got better. She felt recommitted to their relationship and Jane seemed happy. She started to even talk about moving in with Jet. Of course, that was a whole new level that Jet wasn't sure she was ready for, but it was nice to know that Jane trusted her and that they might have a future together.
When work started at the studio, everything felt good. Jet was so excited to see Charlie in action again and Rhett and Link both added a ton of humor to situations. They were pretty good actors despite how goofy they could be at times. Jet loved every minute though. She grew closer to Link as she got to know him and enjoyed his silliness more than anything. She and Rhett intentionally avoided being alone together, which worked. It even became a rhythm after a while. When the last person with them was about to leave, one of them would just quietly slip away as well. It was nothing, and Jet felt no tension most of time.
Of course, there were those moments that made it difficult. The moments where they would accidentally brush against each other, or end up in a group picture or hug. His touch would do things to her when that happened. Jet knew it did something for him too because he would have the same pause and catch her eyes. It was those nights she felt guilty meeting up with Jane.
Jane didn't seem to notice the moments. She didn't seem to pick up on Jet's sudden pushes to be with her. The quickies the moment Jane would come over were just something she took in stride. Jane even stopped her once and told Jet that the spontaneity was hot. Jet tried to play it off, and she almost convinced herself. It couldn't be Rhett's accidental brush against her leg that made Jet want to rip Jane's clothes off the instant she could. It wasn't the fact that he caught her as she tripped that made her bury her face in Jane's pussy for hours. Those things couldn't have a correlation because that would mean that Jet was still caught on Rhett and she had to fight against that.
Those three months were hard, and one day Jet's façade came crashing down. It was the simplest thing that did it too. The simplest thing.
"God, you are so good at that. Jesus Jet, please...I can't take anymore." Jet had been going down on her girlfriend for nearly an hour at this point Jane was a sloppy mess.
"Then, what do you want to do next, baby?" The word slipped out of her mouth in a deep playful tone and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
"Did you just call me baby?" Jane pulled Jet up to be level with her face and she came willingly, leaning in to kiss Jane.
"Yea, why?"
"It was just weird. I mean you sort of sounded like Rhett. I've been watching their show, you know that right?"
"You told me. I've watched it too."
"The way you just said that, well, it sounded just like how Rhett talks to food. Have you been watching them film at the studio?"
"I have, why?"
"Nothing, I just got this weird feeling when you called me that. It was sort of like you were thinking about him."
"Jane, come on. Why are you being weird? I'm in bed with you, you know. Why would you even bring Rhett up?"
"Why are you getting so defensive? Do you still like him Jet?" Jane rolled towards her with an accusation written all over her face.
"Jane, quit it. Rhett is my friend, that's it, that's all. We barely even text. We just work together. Even if I picked up something he says, would that be so weird?"
"How much time do you spend alone with him Jet?"
"What?" Jet sat up, angry. She had been going out of her way to not be alone with Rhett at all. She refused to text anything personal with him or be alone in any situation, even the most innocuous, and Jane was accusing her of this crap?
"I just asked if you were alone with him." Jane sat up as well.
"Jane, this is bullshit. I barely text him and I avoid being alone with him ever and you are sitting there accusing me like this. I mean fuck...I was just eating you out for the last hour and you're wondering if I'm thinking about Rhett?"
"Well are you?"
"I'm not. I don't think about him when I'm with you. I think about you, and I want you. God."
"If you want me so bad, then why are you going back to the studio tonight?" Jane crossed her arms.
"We have to film a few segments in the dark. I told you. I'm not going to be alone with Rhett tonight either since you trust me so little. You know you could come with me. There's nothing stopping you. You can sit there on the sidelines and make sure we don't even look at each other weird." Jet was pissed.
She started to get herself dressed and stormed to the bathroom brushing through her hair. Jet wanted to take a shower before she left, but it was now way more important to not continue this stupid argument. Jet thought they were past this jealousy and she had modified her every interaction with Rhett in order to avoid it too. Jane was just pushing her buttons.
"Aren't you going to shower before you go in?"
"I was, but honestly I just want to not deal with you anymore right now. I can't believe I have alienated a friend of mine and been so damn cognizant to not even be near to him for months and you're acting like I've done something wrong just because I used a word that he does. This is fucking crazy. You are so immature sometimes." Jet felt the anger consuming her. It had been building for months and she knew it.
"You're so defensive. You do still want him, don't you?"
"I'm not answering that. Just please lock up when you leave, okay? I'll call you tomorrow when you've realized what a bitch you're being."
"A bitch, did you just call me a bitch?" Shit, Jet could slap herself right now. If there was one button she did not want to push it was that one, and yet...
"Look I didn't mean that. I'm sorry."
"Oh no, you meant it and I can't believe you. Fuck you Jet." Jet growled in frustration and grabbed her purse heading out the door.
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When she pulled up to the studio in Burbank, Jet knew she was early. Her nerves were on edge and she had run away, because that's what she was good at running away from an argument, especially one she didn't know how to respond to. She grabbed her purse, heading towards the door and hoping to be able to take her mind off of everything.
Jet tried the door, and found it locked and she turned pushing her back against the wall. Great, she was going to have to wait outside now. She opened up her phone and saw two missed calls and at least 10 texts all from Jane. With a sigh, she closed it again; there was no way she was going to be able to deal with that until later.
"Hey, you're early." Rhett's voice made her look up. He was strolling up, keys in hand. His longer hair blew a little bit in the wind.
"Yea, I needed to get out of the house." She gave him a soft smile, not even realizing this was the first time they were truly alone since that night in his truck.
"Everything okay? I mean don't take this the wrong way, but you don't look quite as together as you usually do." He unlocked the door and ushered her inside.
