Chapter 5
“Wow, Trevor, you’re so talented,” Mia gushed. "What is this – the twelfth game of Parcheesi you’ve beaten us at?”
Trevor giggled. “My second game,” he said with a bright smile. He looked between Mia and his dad. “And I know you two just let me win.”
“Us?” Mia said, looking across the table at Jake with a little smile. “Never.”
“Mia’s right, bud,” Jake said. “You’re just too good for us older folk with addled brains.”
“Hey!” Mia said. “I resemble that!”
The three of them burst out laughing. Trevor zipped from the table and began to run around excitedly. “Hey, bud, slow down or you’re going to pu-“ It was too late. Trevor had thrown up all over his clothes and feet.
“Oops,” Trevor said, rubbing his little tummy.
Jake immediately moved to him and felt his head. “You’re hot again. Let’s get you cleaned up and then I want you to take a good long nap.”
“Do I have to?”
“Yes, Trev, yes, you do,” Jake said.
Trevor looked to Mia for help, pleading in his eyes. She shrugged. “As much as I hate to admit it, I think your Dad is right here. He’s a doctor after all and your dad and knows what you need. Besides, I’ve learned myself that the fastest way to feel better is to get good rest.” She offered him a smile. “I’d better get going.”
“Do you really have to go?” Trevor asked.
Jake nodded and smiled. “Yeah, do you have to?”
“Yes,” Mia said. “I’m sorry but I really do have so much work to do today. I have a video conference, for starters.” The truth was that she could easily reschedule said conference but it gave her a good reason to get out of there and get away from the feelings beginning to stir inside of her – both for Trevor and for Jake. She couldn’t let her guard down though. Especially not with Jake; not after he had cheated on her with that skanky blonde what-was-her-name and then a few months later up and married Cara, taking off to parts unknown. She knew keeping him at a distance was for the best. Why had she even come down here at all?
“Okay,” Trevor said, looking disappointed.
Mia’s heart tugged painfully in her chest. She knew that she could fall in love with this kid as fast as she had his father all those years ago; she needed to keep her distance – her heart needed that - and yet she found herself saying, “I’ll come around to visit you again soon, I promise. Feel better okay?”
Trevor smiled. “Okay.”
Jake ruffled Trevor’s thick brown hair. “Hey, bud, why don’t you go get out of those barf-covered clothes while I walk Mia to the door?”
Trevor nodded and waved to Mia. “Bye!”
“Goodbye,” Mia said, waving back and feeling oddly disappointed at the thought of leaving that sweet little boy behind.
Jake walked Mia to the door. She felt his hand come to rest on the small of her back but she didn’t tug away, not right then, telling herself that Trevor did not need to see her make a scene. The truth was that Jake’s touch felt so natural and familiar that in that moment, she couldn’t pull away.
Jake opened the door for her and she turned to look at him. “Thanks for uh –“ She couldn’t find words for a moment there. The way Jake looked at her with those gorgeous eyes … Well, it was rendering speech quite difficult.
Finally finding her words, she gasped out, “For letting me play with you. I mean-“
He winked at her. “You can play with me any time. All you have to do is ask.”
She blushed. “Never mind that. I need to go.”
“Wait – you never did say why you came down here in the first place.”
“Well…”
“Why you went to the trouble of finding my room. Why-“
“Okay, I get it. You have questions.” She looked back inside of the room. Trevor was still standing there watching them with a curious smile. “I can’t answer them now.”
“Fine, I’ll come up to your room later. What’s the number?”
"Don't push it,” Mia said and then ran out of there before she could change her mind.
XoXoXo
Later that evening, Mia was lying on her bed in her nightie, trying to get comfortable when all she could do was think about how Jake was a mere two floors down. No doubt Trevor had gone home with his mother by now and Jake would be free for the taking. She wanted him so badly. She could admit that much to herself. But if she kept seeing him – or sleeping with him, as the case was - she was going to lose her head and her heart again. And Jake would just hurt her again and the whole vicious cycle would start anew.
Still, nothing was quelling the physical ache she had for Jake. She had fondled herself for twenty minutes and felt absolutely nothing. Jake had gone and ruined her again. She had half a mind to go tell him off for what he was doing to her but she didn’t want to admit that he still got to her.
But she could still tell him off, tell him to stay away, she reasoned. All she had to do was pick up the phone and dial his room number.
“Mia,” she told herself, “this is the kind of thing one should do in person.” She was rationalizing here but she realized that she had to see Jake, no matter what. Maybe if she just slept with him one more time, she could get him out of her system for good.
Yes! Yes, this would be a sexual cleansing. Or a sexual healing, or whatever.
She scaled off the bed and started to hunt around for something to pull over her nightie when there were suddenly three resounding knocks at the door. She instinctively knew who had come to call.
“Jake,” she murmured as the knocking started up again.
She squared her shoulders and walked as confidently as she could to the door. She opened the door, grabbing him by the lapels of his jacket, and yanked him inside the room.
“Mia-“ he started but she quickly silenced him with a smoldering, punishing kiss. She then reached for the buckle on his jeans.
“Mia,” he tried again when they came up for air.
“Don’t talk, Jake,” she said. “Don’t ruin the moment.” She tugged his belt free and latched her fingers into the loops of his jeans, tugging him over to the bed. She shoved him down onto the mattress as he looked up at her with bewilderment but also naked desire in his eyes.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you but –“
“Are you complaining?” She asked as she cupped him through his pants.
He shook his head, his breathing ragged. “No,” he panted.
“Good, then let’s do this shall we?” She said and began to devour his neck with fevered kisses.
XoXoXo
Woman, thou art loosed, Jake mused as Mia tugged desperately at the shoulders of her nightie, pulling the straps down as quickly as she could.
She slipped out of the sheer nightie she wore and Jake’s breath hitched in his throat. She was sitting atop him now, her pert breasts at his eye level, tempting him to action. All he wanted to do was draw those dusky nipples into his mouth and mark her as his again and yet …
He sighed loudly as he found himself saying, “Mia, we need to talk.”
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