Back at the car, Liam opened the trunk for me to put everything inside wearing a frown.
"Is she always like that?"
His frown deepened. "I've never seen her like that before, although she can be, um, difficult."
"Ugh, she was fucking rude. See, she even made me curse, which I don't usually do, well at least not out loud," I ranted. "Do you know she's planning on seducing Jack and then she's going to pretend she's pregnant so he doesn't stop the wedding from going ahead. At least that's what I overheard in the changing rooms."
"Ah, that's why you cut me off? You didn't want her to know that's where you'd come from."
"Yeah."
"Oh Thalia," he said, putting his arm around my shoulders. "Do you want me to warn Jack, or do you want that honor?"
I sighed, not sure, which was best. "I don't know, but he needs to be warned."
"Yeah, he does. Although I don't think he'd take her up on it, he doesn't like her much. I know she's pretty, but she isn't for Jack."
Hmm, what exactly did he mean, 'she isn't for Jack'?
Opening the car door for me, Liam looked deep in thought. "Do you want to go visit the next town over and we can have lunch over there?"
Smiling, I replied, "Thanks Liam, and yeah, that would be great."
Chapter 29.
Jack The day with Donovan and Reece had turned out pretty good. Surprising considering how badly it had started, but once we started jamming and practicing some new songs, I felt great. However, after a day at it, I was exhausted and needed some food and hopefully some peace and quiet to eat it in.
My folks, along with Liam and probably Thalia, had gone over to Mia's house for dinner with her parents. I'd purposely ignored my cell when they'd been ringing and hadn't replied to any of their text messages.
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 a 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 thought, 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 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 a 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.