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Jeremy
Starting my day with news from Amaru and Parker that they were on board to join me at the firm was the perfect start to my day. Knowing I would see Maritza soon made it better. I had breakfast delivered for her and Sakura. Since we were going to see my parents, she would need her strength. We had two weeks before I planned to leave HGP2, which meant, even though I didn’t want to talk to my father, I needed to know if the management position was still on the table.
Even if it wasn’t, I was going to leave. I had more than enough money saved to take some time off from work. But now, it wasn’t just about me. Several people were looking forward to the transition and the benefits that came from it. So if I had to humble myself and try to make this work for their sake, I would.
Today would also be the first time Maritza would visit my home, but since we were pressed for time, I would have to show her when we got back from my parents’ place. She called me and let me know she was pulling up. Instead of letting her in, I had her park in the only available space in my four-car garage so we could head out.
She was leaning against my white Camaro looking good enough to eat—again. I still hadn’t gotten over how good she tasted. How creamy her pussy was. How pretty she looked when she came. How melodious each moan she released sounded. Shaking my head, I tried to get those thoughts out of it as I walked over to her.
Maritza’s hair was in its signature style—loose curls that hung past her breasts with a middle part. I was thoroughly enjoying seeing her outside of her silk shirts, slacks, and pantsuits. Today, she was dressed in light-wash jeans, black boots that came just over her knees, and a loose-fitting sweater.
“You look beautiful.” I opened the door for her, resisting the urge to kiss her. It felt like we’d made progress last night, but I wasn’t entirely sure, so I’d follow her lead.
“Thank you. You look very handsome. And you smell good, as always.” Her arms wrapping around me surprised me. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too. You should stay here tonight.”
With her arms still wrapped around me, she looked up at me with those slanted, honey-brown eyes. “You sure?”
“Positive.”
Her voice was light as she said, “Okay.”
I didn’t want her to change her mind, so I quickly opened the door and helped her inside. We made small talk on the drive. I purposely avoided heavy topics. The less she stayed in her head, the better.
When we pulled up to my parents’ home, I thanked her for taking the day to do this with me. I wasn’t sure what state I would be in mentally, so I opted out of going to the office. I wasn’t expecting her to do the same. I wasn’t sure if it was her intention, but Maritza was showing me how great of a partner she was… yet another thing to make me feel as if I was falling in love with her.
After knocking, I made my way inside with my key. I found my parents in the sunroom. He was sipping coffee; she had tea. They looked peaceful and content, almost like a normal, happy couple. I’m sure moments like this made my mother believe this was possible forever, seeing as it was all she wanted from him.
She stood, giving us both hugs and asking Maritza if she wanted to spend some time with her that weekend. Maritza agreed, which I appreciated. My mother, though she was the reason for this, sincerely wanted what was best for me, so I believed she genuinely wanted to get to know Maritza. A part of me was grateful for how things had transpired now because if they hadn’t, I wouldn’t have taken steps toward getting to know Maritza on a personal level. I’d always believed she was beautiful and intriguing, but no woman had been worth shifting my priority.
Pops looked from Maritza to me, offering no words. He waited until we were seated to start with, “Young lady, if you ever get in my family business and disrespect me again…”
“You can stop right there,” I interrupted him to say. “Whatever the fuck you think is about to happen right now with her, ain’t.”
“Jeremy, don’t disrespect your father,” Mom said.
“Then tell him not to eventhinkabout disrespecting my wife.”
I’m not sure what made me call her that. I hadn’t even proposed to her for their benefit yet. It felt natural. Her reaction to it seemed natural as well. She looked over at me with glossy eyes and smiled softly. I couldn’t look over at her. If I did and she cried, I’d want to leave and have my way with her.
Pops laughed as Mom looked from him to me. “Your wife? You don’t mention her until it’s time for you to take my place and you expect me to believe this is real?”
“Have you stopped to ask yourself why I wouldn’t want to bring a woman I care about around you?”
That seemed to leave him stumped, causing Mom to speak up.
“If you tell us this relationship is real, we’ll believe you.”
I looked over at Maritza and took her hand into mine. She lifted it and kissed it, giving me a reassuring smile.
“It’s real,” she answered for me… and if I was crazy, I’d think that wasn’t for their benefit; it was for mine.
“Well, that’s that.” Mom looked directly at Pops as she said, “And I don’teverwant to have this conversation again.”
The sad part was, now that she’d said that, I knew I wouldn’t have to worry about him bringing it up again…
Twenty
