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Taking a seat, I glance at her over the rim of my cup, hiding a smile. She’s practically hyperventilating waiting on me. I take a couple of sips before deciding I better start speaking before she passes out.
“Alright, let’s have it.” I say, settling my cup on the coffee table and turning on the couch so I’m sitting like her with my back to the armrest.
She leans forward. “What’s going on between you and JW?”
I shrug nonchalantly. “Nothing.”
She snorts and rolls her eyes. “Sure didn’t look like nothing to me. He was two seconds away from shoving your skirt up and delving inside your panties. Had Judge and I been a few minutes later, I’m sure I would have gotten a clear view of JW’s ass as he fucked you against the door.”
I choke out a laugh. The woman is loony and not afraid to tell it how she sees it. She also could very well be right. I was so far gone yesterday that I probably would have let JW strip me and take me on the porch where anyone could have seen.
I cross my legs on the cushion and tuck my skirt under my legs. “Okay. How about this? I don’t know what’s going on.”
She hums and taps her bottom lip with her finger. “That’s better, but still not very interesting. I need more.”
I laugh again. “Sorry, but that’s all I got; except that I shouldn’t let anything happen. It’s terrible timing, and I’ll be leaving soon.”
She looks at me slyly before grinning. “Yeah, but you could have some fun while you’re here.”
I tilt my head slightly. “Why do you care?” At her frown, I rush to add, “I mean no offense. It’s just, you don’t know me. Why would you care if I had fun or not?”
A small smile forms on her face. “I just like the people around me to be happy.” The smile disappears. “And I know what that man did to you. You deserve to be happy.”
“I’ll be happy once Diego is no longer a problem, and I can go back to San Antonio.”
“But why not enjoy your time while you’re here? Why not have something you clearly want? And don’t even try to deny it. I heard you in the shower last night.”
My eyes widen in horror and she bursts out laughing. “You’re lying!” I squeak. I was quiet last night while I got off to images of JW. I know I was. Wasn’t I?
After she settles down, wiping away the tears in her eyes from laughing so hard, she admits, “Fine. I’m lying, but your face says your guilty. Admit it. You want JW.”
I do. Even if my mind wants to claim otherwise, my body says, “Fuck you. I want to get laid”.
“You’ve seen him. I’d have to be deaf, dumb, and blind to not want him.”
She nods, her expression serious.
“We’ll see,” is all I can promise her.
She pouts, but accepts my answer, which I’m glad, because I’m done talking about JW and what could possibly happen between us. Deep down, I know I’m going to sleep with him. Denying the inevitable is a waste of time. I’m just not ready to admit it out loud.
I spend the rest of my day doing… nothing. I can’t remember the last time I’ve simply lounged around the house. Even my days off from the pub, I spent them at the homeless shelter, running erra
nds, or catching up on house work. I’ve enjoyed having no responsibilities, but I know it won’t last long. I’ll become restless, needing something to occupy my time. Hopefully, before that happens, I’ll be back home.
I call Mom and Dad as I promised I would, so they don’t call the police. Not that it really matters anymore. Diego already knows where I am. I’d still prefer to keep them out of it until JW does whatever he plans to do to keep me safe. If the San Antonio PD gets involved, I’ll be forced to go back, and I don’t trust them to keep me safe.
It wasn’t Mom who answered, but Dad. He was just as adamant as Mom that I tell him what’s going on. I explained the best that I could without giving too much away that I couldn’t go into details, but it was being taken care of.
Judge came out a little after noon and made meatball sandwiches for all of us for lunch. Just as we were finishing up with our meal, two women who I hadn’t met before showed up. Both were stunningly gorgeous and were introduced as Layla and Gillian. Remembering Judge and my conversation about him being involved with several women, I knew these were his other lovers. I watched his interaction with them closely. Other than pecking a kiss on the cheek of both women in greeting, he didn’t touch them intimately. He was, however, more intimate with Jenny. I wondered if it was out of respect for Jenny because they were in the house he shares with her or if there’s another deeper reason. Regardless, none of the women sent off jealous vibes. Even after Judge left the room to go back to his office. In fact, all three women seemed to be close. I was amazed at how well they got along.
JW sent me a text message earlier saying he’d be by to pick me up at five. It’s now ten ‘til, and I’m a nervous wreck. I don’t know why I’m so anxious. It’s not like this is the first time I’ve made plans with a guy knowing we may end the night with me in his bed. It’s not the situation but the man. JW makes me nervous because of the feelings he provokes in me. Feelings I don’t dare give a name to.
Just as Jenny appears in the mouth of the hallway, the doorbell rings.
“I’ll get it,” she chirps, smoothly changing directions to the door.
I stand and brush my hands down my skirt. I turn right as JW enters the room. I decided to not wrap my hair in a scarf and opted for a loose braid down my back since JW seemed to like that style more. That’s the first place his eyes land and his gaze darkens with lust.
