"Jake... for your information, since you continue to ask about him, is just a passing ship in the night. I've only known him for a day - he came to return something, and will be leaving as soon as I get off the phone with you." Vivian announced.
Jake kicked off his boots.
"I'm still coming there!"
"Then prepare yourself to look foolish! No... second thought - if you come, you will be met by the police! I'm tired of this shit! Game over ..." She was saying. Jake held up a thumbs up and a nod of his head to say, 'That's telling him!' "... and you will be arrested for harassment! One more thing, I have your home number... don't have me get wifey on you! Good - bye - once and for all!" She clicked the phone off.
"And you!!! Put them boots back on! Grab that jacket! Take your hat... and get to steppin'!"
"Ah come on, I just got here. Least you could let me do is chill a bit... after all... I'm here now. I thought you'd be interested in knowing that Shawn and I have talked. We've made up. Things are pretty good between us now and I need to ask for your help with something as well."
She stood a moment staring at him. Both hands on her hips. Because her look was that of mistrust, it allowed her to drink him in under the cover of cynicism. Even with the bruises of fighting on his face, they couldn't take away the fact that he was absolutely beautiful.
"Well... aren't you happy to hear that my brother and I have mended fences?"
Vivian released a sigh and walked to the corner of her sofa and sat down, crossing her legs she turned to face him, her arms back in place crossed over her breasts. He leaned back and sideways to stare at her. The more he searched her features, the more incredible her stunning good looks became. She was truly regal in a young sort of way, her looks screamed, young! He imagined that had she gone back a few hundred years, she would be found among African royalty. Her neck was long, slender and graceful, her lips very full and tempting. Her nose was straight, a bit long, yet fitting just so and centered in her oval face. Her large eyes, were a very light brown, lighter than one would expect for one so dark. Her eye lashes very thick and long, and her brows were inky black and thick as well, arching just the way they should when she used them for emphasis or when she was being pompous or suspicious - like now. Jake felt his level of excitement grow, he wanted to taste her. He wanted to see her completely naked, and examine that body of hers from top to bottom, front and back, and most certainly, from deep within. He felt his loins stir at the thought.
"Done yet?" She boldly asked.
Jake smiled, oh the things he could say to that... but he would behave himself, or at least try to. "You see yourself everyday in the mirror, nothing new for you to gaze at something so lovely. I, on the other hand, need a moment to take it all in... well, that which I can for the time being." He returned.
"Emmm, I see. So you would have me believe that you drove all the way from Wisconsin, to give me eighty dollars. To let me know that you and your brother are on good terms finally, and to petition my assistance? That correct?"
"You got it."
"Okay... if that be the case, I'm happy for you and your brother. Its a shame you two had to beat the hell out of each other first, however... the deed is done and the healing has begun, good enough. Now... so it doesn't get too late, what is it that you feel I can help you with?"
"Help me find Sylvia. He - is an absolute wreck. I can't stand what I've caused between them. I have a feeling she may be here in Chicago. It is after all where she was born and raised."
"You sure you're finding her for your brother, and not yourself?" She asked.
"They are deeply in love with each other. They belong together. Considering the women from his past, I'm actually happy there is one who has passed the test, so to speak."
"Past the test? What test?"
"Not an intentional test... but - one still the same. One that says she can be trusted. One that proves the extent she loves him and will stand loyal letting no one in. That's important. Most women can't be trusted. Sad to say, they fall victim to needing to see if the grass might be greener in the neighboring pasture, what man wants a woman he can't trust."
"I see, so that test is to tempt her... with you. Emmm, I get it, you lay on the charm... for instance, like you're doing right now and if you can get them to nibble, you snatch them up and put them to the test. Should they fail, you play, and then drop them and move on to the next... so basically for you, its a win win situation... is that about the way it goes?"
Jake chuckled. "Now only a fool would admit such a thing sitting across from a woman like you."
"Oh ... don't bother yourself about me... you can tell me anything, because you don't affect me one way or the other - at your most charming. You see because I know, what you're all about. Therefore, you and I, we are nothing but acquainted strangers tying up lose ends. Next week you'll be back to your life and what you do in it, and I - well... will return to what I enjoy in mine." She smiled.
Jake smiled, although his eyes narrowed.
Next thing she knew, he threw his head back and laughed. She couldn't help it, she laughed too, although she hadn't a clue as to what she said that was so funny. "You are good! So you want me that bad hm? What... you got marriage on your mind or something?" Jake declared with a grin. Vivian laughed even more, standing from the sofa and walking into her kitchen, still laughing. As she exited, Jake observed silently, as he flexed his brows and licked his lips, 'That woman has more curves than a mountain trail.'
Once she crossed the door, her eyes grew huge and she needed a moment to gather her wits to re-route her strategy, wondering what about herself told him that. Or was he fishing to test her? She smiled, he was testing her. She poured herself a Pepsi as well, walking back into the living room where he sat, her smile broadening with a giggle as she looked at him as if she had a private joke on him. She decided the best method of dealing with it, was to move on and give no comment.
"Anyway, lets drop this silly game. As for Sylvia... if I could help you find her, I would. Sheila would be the person most likely to know where she is, you should have talked to her while you were there talking to your brother. It would have saved you this drive. However, if I see her, I'll give you a call. Here... let me get my phone book... " She stood walking to her table across the room with the phone sitting there, she sat in the chair, grabbed a pen, opened it to the M's... and looked up at him.
"Ready... your home number or your cell phone, which would you prefer me to have? Second thought, give me your moms number... I would hate to phone you if you happen to be with another woman at the time. This way, she can just deliver the message to you."
Jake sat forward staring across the room at her, he was trying to figure out what she was up to. He knew he smelled good, yeah a little bruised and scarred, but hey... he was all man, and she was all woman. He put the grin back on. "I'll give you all three... this way, if you can't reach me, you can reach my mother... how's that?"
"As I said, I'm ready."
After scribbling out the numbers, she closed the book with a snap and put it back where she got it from. "I would say that would conclude our last encounter, I'm certain you'll want to find a room before-..."
"Ah come on... are you serious? After I've driven all this way?"
"I'm so sorry for you, but what did you expect? I sure hope you didn't think you were going to get here and end up in my bed... did you?"
"Sure... why not? I'm all man, you're all woman - or am I too much of a man for you to handle?"
"Yesterday I was just a baby." She reminded him standing.
He stood, walking from around the table towards her. "Well baby, you've done a lot of growing in the last 24 hours, and then some. All things considered, you're perfectly legal... and I'm perfectly willing and able, so how about we enjoy each other - I promise you a night you'll never forget." He stood before her now, looking down into her dark face, having drawn close to her, he was willing to accept that he would love to have a full night with her
, his growing arousal could not be denied.
Vivian tilted up close to his face, because she wanted him to see her, smell her, feel her nearness, she began softly, "Let's get something clear Mr. McPherson, Jake... I don't do one night stands. You obviously have allowed yourself to get infected with a touch of fever... wantin' to try something new... I wish you the best of luck... because gettin' a taste of something new... nooo ... that won't be me."
"You sure about that? Outside of my brother's wife, any woman I set my sights on ... I get."
"Is that right?"
"You're going to stand this close to me, looking up into my eyes and tell me you don't feel the slightest stir... just a bit of desire to see what I can do for you?" He asked just as softly, slowly moving even closer to her, they were both breathing in the air and fragrance of the other.
"Let me run something by you... are you listening?" She asked, staring at his mouth, and then with seductive eyes she gazed up into his.
"You have... my full attention."
"You see me Jake?"
"Oh yeah."
"Take a good look."
"Oooh - I am."
"Good, because... with me - it's all - or nothing." She smiled, stepped back away from him, walked by him to the sofa where his boots sat. She picked them up, walked to where he threw his jacket, grabbed that, then picked up his hat and walked to her door. "Here... you're gonna need these to wear on the way to getting a room."
Jake stood with an erection throbbing down his leg that needed sating, one that required her for it... right then, at that moment, no one else would do. He couldn't believe she was standing at the door waiting for him, expecting him to leave. "Are you serious?" He asked incredulously.
"Yep... come on... put your stuff on."
"You're joking."
"Not one bit... come on, I'm ready to get to bed."
"I'm trying to help you... if you would just cooperate."
"I'm going to my bed... alone Jake... all - by myself."
He stood there with his mouth open.
"I mean it Jake. You're just a little boy. When you're ready to be a man... come back and see me then."
He gulped as it suddenly occurred to him that she was really serious. Surprised he walked up to the door. She sat his boots down so he could put them on. "Here, let me help you out." She went to kneel to aid him.
"I can put my own boots on, thank you!" He snapped, not at all happy. He wanted her. His mind was going nuts with images of them in bed. He wanted nothing more right then - than to sink as deep as he could go into her and not stop, repeating it over and over. He could see it in his minds eye, and knew it would be good. He'd make sure it was good. Yet, she was denying him. He was not happy. With his boots on, he took his jacket from her and put it on.
"Your hat." She said softly, smiling with a pussy cat grin, because she knew he wanted her. There was no mistaking it, his erection was prominent, evident enough to know that as far as that was concerned, he was no little boy ... not there. Her heart beat like mad in her chest, because she wanted him too, but not for just one night, she wanted this man for good. She knew, if she gave him what he wanted right then, he may never want her again... maybe - but she wasn't willing to risk it. She wanted more than his lust for her, she wanted him mind, body, heart and soul. That was it... all or nothing. For that, she knew she must suffer too, but suffer she would - because he was worth it, and so was she.
He stood at the door hesitating, as if giving her a chance to change her mind.
She turned to open the door, he put his hand over it. "I'm telling you now... this is it. No more driving up here like an idiot in the middle of the night. This is your one chance, if I were you I'd take it. You deny us this night, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. Let me go out this door now... that's it... I won't be back here." He threatened, desperate to stay, he wanted her - and this always worked in the past, the thought of him never coming back always made them cave if they tried what he felt she was bluffing at now.
"I see, so this is goodbye? I better make it a good one then." She shocked him by stepping up to him, grabbing his jacket lapels and pulling him down for a kiss, putting one hand behind his head, she turned hers and opened her mouth over his, working her tongue within his mouth. Jake felt a jolt to his system, he grabbed her to him, and filled her mouth with his tongue, rubbing and tasting hers. Both of them totally and completely caressed the other's tongue, breathing deep, their body raging with lust and excitement. Jake's hand went down to the cheek of her ample firm butt, his large hand encompassing the glorious mound, pulling her tightly against the tight, hard length of his penis, he rubbed and squeezed her ass as he grinded against her front, trying to work up between her thighs, rubbing against her throbbing mound. Unable to stand anymore, Vivian withdrew, giving his lips one last kiss, and then a lick. Breathing hard, she took a deep breath and backed away, her lower body moist and on fire, she opened her door.
"It's been nice. So long."
Jake stood with his heart pounding in his chest, his penis throbbing, pulsating to enter her body. He couldn't believe it!
"Yooou! Damn you! You fucking did that on purpose... look at me!"
"Come on Jake, let's face it... a man like you - all you have to do is snap your fingers. There's a female somewhere who will be eager to take care of that for you. Hey... you got eighty dollars, the rooms paid for... consider this one, on me." She pulled the door wider, stepping back.
He felt paralyzed, immobilized.
"You see, I happen to know, I'm worth a whole lot more, than the price you're trying to get me for. Like I said... all... or nothing. Now leave."
Furious Jake strode through the door, muttering through clenched teeth, "Fine! I won't be back!"
She made no reply, just closed her door and locked it. When she heard his truck start, the revving of the engine, his hitting the gas so hard he burned rubber backing out, and then again taking off down the street, she exhaled. Flicking off her porch light, she walked through her home turning off lights, the t.v. and went up to shower and then, to bed. Her body still on fire from being pressed so intimately up against his. She could still feel his large warm hand on the cheek of her left buttocks, burning her, branding her.
In her PJ's, she climbed into bed and wondered had she blown it. Wondering if she should have gone to bed with him at least once, so that he knew, they were meant to be. She tossed and turned with the fear of what if, what if he truly was able to never come back her way again. She swallowed down her fear, closed her eyes and did something she'd never done before, she prayed to God... for a man... for Jake. Slipping off to sleep finally, she was haunted by a voice that whispered to her, 'Careful what you wish for, you just may... get it.'
Chapter 82
They were in a rush, moving fast to get to the airport. Sheila volunteered to take them to the airport in her van, and from there, she would head home to Chicago. They went by and picked up Gert and Shanna, who looked at his transformed appearance, the short short haircut and stud, gasping in surprise, but both agreed that they liked it. He was relieved, had them laughing as he told them about Mundo and Crystal talking him into the piercing. Sheila laughed with them as they talked about various things and they were on the highway to Madison, going by Derrick's to pick up Angela. Who came out to the van very unhappy for a couple of reasons. When she climbed in and took her seat, her arms were crossed over her chest, as she sat between her grandma and Shanna. Shawn kept looking back at her, every time he did, she narrowed her eyes at him, refusing to say a word to him.
Sheila looked at her in the rear mirror and shook her head, "Somebody ain't happy... I can tell you that now."
Gert stroked her granddaughter's head, "You worried about your mother honey? We'll be there today, so you can see her, okay?"
Angela nodded her head, her mind was in a whirl. Derrick and Meribel had been watching the news about the shooting that her mother was in, she sat stunned to hear them talking about her
on tv... so she was anxious to see her. While she didn't want to live with her, she loved her and was scared wishing that she'd called her more often. Then she'd overheard the adults talking about the fight between her father and Jake, and that Sylvia was now gone because of it. She was scared about her mother, and pissed at her dad about Sylvia not being there. Earlier that day, the phone rang and it had been Sylvia, she had talk to Meribel for fifteen minutes and spoke to Angela next.
"Sylvia... where are you?"
"Listen sweety, I need you to understand something-..."
"Where are you?" Angela asked again, slowly starting to cry.
"Baby don't cry..."
"Why'd you leave Sylvia? Come and get me ... can you take me to see my mom... she got shot."
"I know honey I know... I'm upset about it too."
"Come home Sylvia... please!"
"Angela... listen to me. Your father is going to take you to see your mom. I'm praying for her honey... but I can't be there right now."
"You promised Sylvia... you promised to always be here with me!" Angela cried.
"Angela... I'm so sorry baby... I love you so much... really I do... but I need a little time honey."
"When you coming home?"
"I - I don't know... I just know that I love you - and I will call and check on you okay?"
"You don't love my dad anymore?"
"Yes Angela... I love your dad... with all my heart I do. Its not him, its me."
"I want you to come home."
"I have to go honey... I love you." She hung up.
Just thinking about it made her mad enough to kick her father's seat.
"Angela! That's not very nice!" Gert scolded her.
Shawn looked back at his daughter, her eyes were shooting daggers at him.
"What's going on with you, kicking my seat!?" He asked stunned.
She refused to answer, instead she sat glaring at him with heated eyes, oh if looks could kill, he'd be ash.
"You hear me talking to you? What are you looking at me like that for?"
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