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  So I was looking forward to having the house to myself for a short while, without anyone shouting at me to leave my boots outside, or wipe the crumbs from the counter or to not leave the dishes in the sink.

  Smiling to myself, I knew I was going to do exactly what I wanted, including leave a mess. I wasn’t a messy person by nature, usually tidying up after I’d been in the kitchen; I just didn’t do it quickly enough for Mom!

  Reece had offered me some advice about Thalia, which was typical Reece. The one he favored was for me to fuck her, get her out of my system and then marry Mia. Donovan’s advice had been to tell Mia to take a hike and to cancel the wedding myself and then to fuck Thalia…and to keep her.

  Donovan was spot on with his advice. I’d spent the best part of the day between ‘breaks’ thinking about what to do. Mia, I knew was playing dumb about the wedding and she knew I wanted it cancelled. She was going to appear when I least expected it with a plan up her sleeve – that I did know.

  As the wedding got closer and closer the more I panicked. What I needed to do was try and have a talk with my dad without him going off the handle, like he did with the majority of our talks. I just wanted to get a sense of what the wedding meant to him because I was so close to finishing my law degree that I couldn’t really see him withholding tuition.

  Braking, I came to a stop at the front of the house and climbed out. Grabbing my bag from the back, I started to walk around the side of the house, stopping in my tracks when I heard Thalia say, ‘I don’t know what to do about Jack’. Who was she talking too?

  Quietly, I moved closer to the back porch and could just make her out sitting on the swing with her cell to her ear.

  “Callie, it’s not that easy. Ugh, he makes me so damn hot.”

  I grinned to myself. So I made her hot, well she made me so damn hard.

  “I’m not going to jump him. Callie, he’s engaged to someone else and she’s a first class bitch.”

  When the hell had Thalia met Mia to make that conclusion?

  “I haven’t spoken to her, but she was insisting to the sales girl in the shop in town that she refund me, because she was planning on buying the boots I’d just paid for. If looks could kill, I’d be six feet under.”

  Fuck, why the hell was Mia purposely, pissing Thalia off? I hadn’t given her any reason to think I was attracted to her…or had she put the ‘wedding talk’ down to Thalia being here. Women!

  “Callie, I don’t know what to do about what I overheard in the changing rooms. I mean if I wasn’t attracted to Jack, I suppose it would be easier to decide, but I don’t want him thinking I’m telling tales because I want him, which I do, want him I mean. Ugh…tell me what to do?”

  Having heard that comment, I figured it might be best to make myself known. What did she overhear? It was obviously something to do with me.

  “No, she didn’t say that. Mia said she was going to seduce him, to make him think she was pregnant so he wouldn’t cancel the wedding. See what I mean she’s a total bitch and yeah she even has me cursing.”

  I leaned against the wall in total shock. That wouldn’t have worked, but I guess there was no way Thalia would know that considering I’m engaged to the damn woman.

  Was she crying?

  “Callie, when I think about Jack putting his hands on her and not me, it hurts…so much. I’ve fallen for him, hook, line and sinker, but he belongs to someone else and is going to marry her. What the hell am I still doing here? I need to come to you in Texas to find a Texas cowboy, although I don’t think anyone else will do, but Jack.”

  She left me stunned, not only with Mia’s plan, but with how she felt about me and she sure as hell wasn’t going to Texas to find a cowboy.

  “I’ll talk to you soon.” She ended the call.

  Counting to ten I tried to get my breathing under control before I made myself known. She’d wonder whether or not I’d overheard some of her conversation.

  “Thalia,” I said, making her jump as I approached the steps leading up on to the porch, narrowly missing one of the potted plants my mom kept there for decoration.

  Thalia jumped and glanced at the phone resting in her hands. “I didn’t know you were there. Um, how long have you been here?” she asked biting her lip.

  I was going to be honest; it would be easier, I hoped, in the long run. I met her eyes head on sitting across from her. “Long enough.”

  “Oh God.” She buried her face into her hands.

  Sitting forward, I rested my elbows on my knees, and asked, “Thalia, look at me.”

  She shook her head.

  “Please look at me. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

  She appeared to take a deep breath then lifted her head and met my eyes. “I want you too; so much it hurts.” I reached out, but kept from touching her. Yearning filled her eyes as I dropped my hand back in my lap. “I know this situation is different and I’m trying to sort it out, it’s just not as easy as it might appear… Please don’t go to Texas.”

  She chuckled. “You heard that, huh?”

  “Oh yeah.”

  “I won’t. I’m not sure I have the strength to leave, at least not yet.” She wiped a tear away.

  “I also heard about what Mia has planned for me. There is no way that would ever happen. She might try, but she wouldn’t succeed…I’ve never had sex with her Thalia. It’s been over twelve months since I’ve had sex with anyone.” Fuck, I felt myself blush.

  “So I heard, but, well, you’re a guy.” It was her turn to blush.

  I laughed. There was nothing else for it. “How did you hear and yes I’m a guy. My fist has had a lot of use.”

  “Oh my God. I can’t believe you just told me that,” she mumbled through her hands, which were once again covering her face in embarrassment. I just roared with laughter.

  “How did you hear, Thalia?”

  Coming out from behind her fingers, she looked away, out into the distance, but would be unable to see anything because it was pitch black. “I overheard you in the kitchen with your dad. I was on my way in for breakfast when I heard you both shouting, so I thought it best to stay out…I wanted to go after you when you left to make sure you were okay.”

  I smiled at her, she was beautiful inside and out. “Then I came back and nearly had you in the kitchen.”

  “I wasn’t complaining,” she whispered.

  My cock was hard and I was in danger of having zipper marks permanently imprinted along its length.

  Standing, I walked to the kitchen door, then turned my head to look back at Thalia. “Don’t go anywhere. I’m just going to get something to eat. Do you want anything?”

  She shook her head. “No I’m fine, thanks. Your dinner’s in the microwave.”

  I froze at her words.

  She looked embarrassed. “I made you some pasta with Italian sauce. I hope it’s okay. Liam told me you’d be home to eat so I made you the same as me.” She shrugged her shoulders.

  “Thanks.” I turned and walked into the kitchen, letting the door close behind me. She’d totally stunned me. I didn’t think anyone since I was a kid had saved me dinner if I wasn’t there to eat it at the correct time.

  Chapter 30

  Thalia

  From the look on his face, I’d surprised Jack when I’d told him about his dinner being in the microwave. Hadn’t anyone done that for him before? The way his family treated him made me want to cry. Even my own family left me food in the microwave if I was late home.

  I smiled remembering the look on Jack’s face when he’d appeared out of the blue just as I’d finished my conversation with Callie. He’d enjoyed overhearing me, much to my embarrassment. Well at least it solved the problem of what to do about Mia’s plan.

  He certainly had no shame, telling me about using his fist. I blushed again, thinking about it, about his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking it up and down. I wanted to touch him like that and not just with my hand.

  At that last thoug
ht, Jack pushed his way out through the door with his dinner in one hand and two beers in the other.

  He put his plate down on the table, passing me one of the beers.

  “Thanks.”

  “Why are you pink?” he asked me, taking his seat again.

  I gave him a wicked grin, which stopped him in mid-drink. “I was thinking about you stroking your cock.”

  He started to choke.

  Jumping up, I ran around the table and patted him on the back, but he gently pushed me away. After coughing his guts up he looked at me. “You better sit back down, because I’m in no condition to have you near me right now.”

  “What?”

  I looked down and his cock was outlined behind his zipper. “Oh, okay.” I smirked, sitting back down on the swing.

  “Oh boy,” he said picking up his plate of food. “Tell me about you, about where you grew up. What your family is like.”

  My family pissed me off whenever I was home. At a distance we got along real well, but together – a total no no. “I have parents who still treat me as though I’m in high school, which is why I don’t tend to go home that often and usually end up in Texas with Callie. They had me late in life, and I guess have raised me like their parents raised them.”

  Leaning back I took a long draw of the beer, pressing the cool bottle to my forehead. “I love them and I know they love me, I just find it stifling. My uncle’s cool though, he’s fifteen years younger than my dad, and I used to love hanging around his house and chilling with my cousin Donna, but she moved away to college and we don’t see each other that often. When she does come home she usually has her boyfriend, who treats her like shit, with her.”

  Looking out into the night, I sighed. “It makes my uncle sick to see her with him, but what can he do. She says she loves him.” I shrugged my shoulders and looked across to Jack who’d nearly finished eating. “You were hungry.”

  “I sure was. Thank you for making me this, I appreciate it. It was damn good.” He looked so cute, grinning with a mouth full of food.

  Grinning back, I realized I could spend forever sitting on the porch just watching Jack. My smile slipped.

  “Hey,” Jack put his plate back on the table, “why do you suddenly look sad?”

  Shaking my head, I turned away. Seconds later he was sitting on the coffee table in front of me with his hands on my face.

  He turned me back to look at him. There were mere inches between us as he caressed my face. My breath caught in my throat and came out in small pants. My nipples were pebbled; my panties were wet, all because he had his hands on my face and his breath on my lips.

  “Thalia,” he said as he moved in to kiss me.

  I quickly moved my face out of the way, which had his lips landing on my cheek. He paused before leaving a trail of kisses from my cheek down to my neck. Reaching up I ran my fingers through his hair and felt his hands shake on my neck.

  My heart felt like it was about to jump right out of my chest. Jack was kissing along my collarbone while I massaged his scalp with my fingers. I needed something and I wasn’t sure what. Without a thought I moved forward and climbed straight on to his lap, coming into contact with his cock. Jack moved his mouth away from my neck and looked into my eyes while I couldn’t help but grind my pussy against the bulge in his jeans.

  He groaned, loudly, taking hold of my hips and pushing me into closer contact with him as he strained up towards me.

  Without thought, I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaned forward and kissed him – our first kiss. I plunged my tongue inside his mouth and tasted him; he tasted of beer, which was one hell of an aphrodisiac. My hips had a mind of their own as my sex ground against him while the kiss went on and on.

  My tongue tangled with his in a duel for supremacy, my hands moved up to cup the back of his head, holding him in place.

  Jack slanted his mouth over mine to deepen the kiss with one of his hands going to caress my breast and pinch my nipple.

  The sensations running through my body had me so ready to orgasm that I broke from his kiss and groaned.

  Jack used that to his advantage and trailed wet, openmouthed kisses down my neck, along my collarbone, then sucked my nipple into his mouth through my clothing.

  I came apart in his arms with Jack’s unsteady hands holding me against him while he rocked his cock up against me. Just when I thought I’d finished I’d be hit with tiny tremors, which caused me to continue to rub against Jack, whose breathing was as labored as mine.

  “Fuck,” Jack said, as he thrust up against me and held me tight against him while he groaned in my ear, sending more shivers right down to my toes.

  “That wasn’t supposed to happen,” Jack said into my neck.

  “I know.”

  We just held each other while we caught our breath. In truth, I was also embarrassed, because we’d both orgasmed without even being naked. A first for me. If he made me feel like that without being inside me, I’d probably go up in flames when he finally got me naked.

  “Thalia, are you okay?” he pushed me slightly away from him and looked into my face. He looked worried.

  “I’m fine, maybe a little bit embarrassed.”

  He brushed the hair away from my face. “Don’t be embarrassed… besides I made more of a mess than you,” he said grinning.

  I swatted him on the back and climbed from his lap. Then I took a deep breath and asked what I needed to know. “Jack, I need to know about Mia.”

  Standing he walked towards me and took my face in his hands. “I don’t love Mia. I’ve never had sex with her and I’ve only ever given her a peck on the cheek when we’ve been in public. I need to tread carefully with how I handle cancelling everything, because our fathers jointly own the law practice. There are also other things to take into consideration, which I don’t want to get into right now.”

  God what a mess. “You’re not marrying her?”

  He smiled at me. “No, I’m not marrying her. It’s just going to take some careful planning, okay. After tonight though, I think it might be best if we stay away from each other until everything is sorted out, because if I have to spend one more night sleeping in the room next to you, you’re going to find me in your bed.”

  “I wouldn’t object,” I told him as I reached up and ran my fingers along his lips.

  He groaned, pulled me in for a quick kiss then shoved me towards the door. “Go up to bed. I’ll see you in a few days.”

  Jack turned and headed back around to the front of the house.

  I’d just had an orgasm with Jack on the coffee table and nothing had ever felt as good.

  My only hope was that everything got sorted out soon, because it would kill me to hear more talk about weddings, especially when it involved Jack and Mia.

  Chapter 31

  Jack

  I was a mess, both on the inside and outside. On the inside I had no idea how to go about keeping everyone happy and on the outside I had semen in my jeans. What happened on the porch with Thalia had been hot. Hell, she’d gone off like a firecracker and taken me with her. Which brought me back to the fact; I needed to clean up, before I arrived at Donovan’s place.

  Pulling over to the side of the road, I rooted around in the glove box for some paper towels that were still in the car from a visit to Krystals or McDonald’s. Yeah, I loved my junk food.

  Undoing the button and zipper on my jeans, I peeled them away and cringed. My cock was still semi-erect and sticky as hell. I took a deep breath and started to clean myself up and just hoped that neither, Donovan or Reece would notice anything.

  Fastened back up in my jeans, I was just about to pull away when my cell started ringing.

  Without glancing at the display, I answered, “Yeah.”

  “Jack, where are you?”

  “I’m on my way to Donovan’s. Why?”

  “Can you meet me? In the car park at Old Mill.”

  What the hell. “Yeah, I can do that.”

  “I’l
l see you there.”

  That had to be the strangest call I’d ever received from Liam, and why did he want to meet me at that spooky place?

  After I checked to make sure there wasn’t anything on the road, I turned my car around and headed towards Old Mill. I felt panicked and couldn’t explain the feeling that something wasn’t right.

  Why meet at Old Mill and not at the house. Old Mill had been closed for years, ever since the fire that had caused part of the building to collapse.

  It was a creepy place even in daylight, but at night local kids would dare each other to go inside to claim a souvenir. I’d been one of the kids and had scared the shit out of Donovan and Reece. Fond memories.

  As I drove into the car park, I saw Liam’s car parked up ahead so I pulled in beside him and climbed out of mine and into his.

  He was sitting back with his head resting against the headrest and his eyes shut. He looked tired.

  “Liam, are you okay?”

  He sighed and turned his head to look at me.

  “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

  Liam was apologizing to me. That didn’t make much sense.

  “Why are you apologizing? As far as I’m aware you haven’t done anything… Have you?”

  He rubbed at his temple before dragging his hand down his face. “I brought Thalia here for you.”

  I stared at him, not sure I’d heard him right.

  “I’ve been in love with Mia since I was fifteen.” Liam paused, staring out of the window. “She loves me as well…I know she does. She’s still pissed because I was a bastard to her, which I’m not getting into. With your wedding not far off, I brought Thalia home, hoping you’d like her and get distracted with her, calling this whole thing off. I’ve tried to talk to Mia, but she keeps walking off every time, and if I ring, she doesn’t answer her phone.”

  He left me speechless. I’d known my brother had a thing for Mia and could never understand why he never acted on it, but perhaps he had at one time. He’d brought Thalia here for me?