I can tell we all think that the shit is getting weirder and weirder.
We spend the next ten minutes looking at the back of the house to see if we can tell where they came in. It appears that one of the window locks isn’t really secure and that’s how they got in.
As we come back out to the front where Jane is sitting and leaning against Rory, she jumps up.
“Was it the window? Do you think we need to call the cops?”
Looking her in the eye and seeing her worried makes me want to find this person and take care of them that much more.
“Yeah, babygirl, it was the window. It looks like the lock didn’t actually lock when it looked like it was. We can fix that so it works correctly. When it comes to the cops, that’s up to you. We will support you no matter what you want to do.”
“Part of me wants to call them, but the bigger part of me doesn’t ’cause I want y'all to be able to take care of whoever this is when we find out who it is.”
She really was made for us. However, she has to understand that we need to know when shit happens.
“While you think on that, did at any time during the day today, while you were texting us, did it occur to you to share that you had gotten something last night? Were you planning on sharing that at all?”
She glares at me and her hands go to her hips.
“Was I planning on keeping it a secret? No. Did I not want to think about it while I was at work? Yes. In case you forgot, the last two days of work have been extremely busy for me. I don’t know why you’re so worried about it. You seem the least interested.”
“What? Where did you get that idea?”
She marches up to the front of me and pokes me in the chest with her finger.
“Maybe because you’ve made no suggestion or effort to spend time alone with me since I agreed to go out with y’all. Both Juan and Rory have, but you haven’t even mentioned it. Makes me wonder if you’ve changed your mind or realized I’m not what you want.”
She really thinks I don’t want her? That she doesn’t consume my thoughts, and that all my dirtiest dreams star her?
Looking down at her and making sure she’s looking me in the eye, I say, “Listen carefully, babygirl. I want you more than my next breath. You don’t know the restraint it took me to not come over last night. I was thinking of you and figured you had gone multiple rounds with my brothers in the last couple of days. Since you’d mentioned it had been a long time since you were last…active… like that, I didn’t want to make it painful. I had every intention of coming over tonight.”
Surprise at what I just said comes over her face.
“Well, um, again, you could have said something about what you were thinking. By not saying anything, I’m left to assume. When that happens, my mind goes back to the fact that most people in my life lose interest in me. If I would have known, I would have also bought enough fucking tacos for you too. But since you didn’t, I’m going to go inside, clean up the mess on my table, see what I can salvage of my chips and salsa, and call it a fucking night. I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow when I don’t want to yell.”
If she thinks I’m moving so she can go inside, she’s got another thing coming.
Glaring at me, she says, “I know you didn’t go deaf in the last three minutes, so move out of the way so I can go inside.” She starts walking up the stairs to the front door.
Oh, she did not just say that to me. Looking over at J and Ror, I see they both are trying to hide their shit-eatin’ grins on their faces and give me a nod. I move to follow her and take the stairs, two and three at a time. All I can think of is getting to her and making her see how much I fucking want her. This woman makes me crazy in multiple ways, while making me hard as fucking Algebra at the same time.
Jane
Oh that man. He gets me all pissed off and sexually frustrated at the same time.
I get to the front door and open it, but before I can turn around and close it, Jon is there and I’m slammed up against the door with him nose to nose with me. He grabs both my wrists and puts them above my head.
“Babygirl, I’m done trying to be slow and patient. I think you need to see and feel just how crazy you make me.”
He kisses me so fiercely and deeply that I can’t help but open to him. I can tell he’s in complete control and it does something to me. To feel that he wants that control and wants it over me at this moment is one of the most surprising turn-ons I’ve ever experienced.
He breaks the kiss and looks me right in the eyes.
“This is going to be fast and hard, babygirl. This is your one chance to tell me you can’t handle that.”
Without barely a thought on just how much I want this, I get out, “I want that. I want it all.”
Before I realize what he’s doing, he’s got me lifted over his shoulder and heading to the bedroom.
