Hot In Miami

Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All of Tina's characters. Except anonymous peoples.
Spoiler: None
Pairing: Jack/Liz
Summary: The TGS crew decides to take a trip to Miami.

"Miami, you guys! Miami!" Liz said as she walked in the writer's room. Everyone started cheering. It was almost Summer and everyone told Liz to ask Jack if the crew could go to Miami. Now that it was happening, she couldn't believe it. 
"We leave at 11:00 am tomorrow. Writers, you go to American Airlines. I have your tickets. Jenna, Tracy, you go with me to Jack's private jet."
"His private what?" Tracy said.
"Private Jet." 
"Private's bet?"
"His jet!" Liz finally shouted.
The next day, Liz was all set. She was wearing a summer dress and had everything ready to go. She met Jenna and Tracy at Jack's office. 
"The writer's are at the plane. Let's go to Miami, folks." Jack said.
Ah, Miami. 93 degrees. The sight of the beaches. 
"What's up, Miami? Tracy Jordan is here!" Tracy said as fans ran to him.
"Oh, are you a fan too? You want me to sign your chest?" Jenna said to the surfer guy next to her. The guy simply left and Liz talked to Jenna.
"Gosh, Jenna. Can't you keep it in your pants for 2 weeks?"
"It's not like you're getting any."
Liz sighed and went straight to Jack's car. 
When they arrived at the hotel, everyone decided who to partner up with.
Danny, Toofer. Frank, Lutz. Cerie, Sue. Tracy has his own room. And Jenna might bunk with Liz. They got everything ready but Liz had something to take care of.
When she got back, she knocked on the door.
"Jenna? It's Liz."
No answer. 
"She must be at Sue's room."
She knocked the door of Sue's room. Cerie answered.
"Oh, hey Liz. Jenna's bunking here."
"Well, where am I sleeping?"
"Your room is already checked out. But Jack's room has a second bed."
Liz had a frustrated look on her face.
"What room is he in?"
"418"
She went up the elevator. Third floor. Fourth floor. And she knocked on the door. Sure enough, it was open. She laid her stuff down on the next bed and started to eat. Then she saw a bag. She saw that it said "Liz" on it.
Inside, was a black bikini. And there was a letter attached.
"I thought you might need this. -Jack"
It was getting hot anyway. So she put the bikini on and wore a tank top and some shorts so she won't look like those sluts who walk around the beach with almost nothing on.
Jack got out of the shower.
"Lemon, what are you doing here?"
"Spare bed."
"Are you planning on going somewhere?"
"Oh yeah. Get your swimming clothes out, Jack. TGS is going swimming."
When they finally arrived, Liz took off her tank top and shorts and put them in her bag. 
"Lemon, can you help me on the--"
"What, Jack?"
"You actually wore it."
"What, this? Yeah. Felt like it."
Jack was speechless.
"Here, I'll help you with that." Liz said as she carried the cooler with Jack just watching her.
"Whoa, is that Liz? She looks hot!" Frank said. Every guy on the TGS crew whistled at Liz. 
"Is it that hot?"
Then, a cute guy came up to Liz.
"Hey there. You wanna go get a drink?"
Before Liz could answer, Jack picked her up bridal-style and headed for the beach.
"She's taken." he mouthed to the guy.
"Chicken Fight!" Liz shouted.
"Liz against Cerie."
"Okay, Jack you be my stand. Frank, Cerie's stand."
"Ready...set...go!!!!"
Ha, this was actually fun for Jack. One, because Liz was on top of him. And two, because it was with people who aren't afraid to have fun. This trip could actually be better than he expected.

END