Rent Me By The Hour (15 page)

“That’s a bullshit ass story Jeremiah.”

He tries to grab my arms but I pull back as he reaches for me, “Jacquelyn please stop. You don’t know how much I want you. How much I need you.”

I force myself to laugh to hold back from crying, “You have used our services since we’ve opened. You’ve seen Paula for years, so how are you so certain you don’t want her?”

“Because I’ve never had this feeling inside me with her like I do with you.”

“Let’s not do this Jeremiah. We’ll just hurt each other.”

“Can we go inside and talk about this?”

“
Are you fucking crazy? Hell now I’m not bringing you inside my house. For all I know you’re a criminal that has every intentions of hurting me.”

“Oh believe me I want to hurt you, but not in the way you are thinking.”

My frustration is starting to boil, “What do you want from me Jeremiah? Why are you here?”

There’s something about his eyes. He needs to tell me something but he’s holding back. He crosses my personal space and pins me against my truck with his palms pressed on my windows. His luscious lips are inches away from mine and without thinking I charge in to kiss him. Our tongues tangle swapping our desires for each other. With him being a foot taller than me, his hard dick impels on my stomach. The feelings I’m feeling right now I have not experienced in a long time. The emotion he’s giving me is so real and not tainted with the facts. That he is a trick and that I’m a madam. For that moment, I forgot I am running an escort service that he regularly used. The juices mixing inside our mouth taste incredible. I was pulled back into reality when my phone started buzzing. It was time for me to pick up the kids.

He grins, “Is it time to pick up the kids?”

In my giddy girlish voice, “Yes. I have to go.”

“What are you guys doing later?”

“I might take them to Incredible World later?”

“Would it be ok if I meet you guys up there? Like we accidently meet up there so the kids won’t get suspicions.”

“Yeah I don’t think that would be a problem. But I think you need to change. It would look weird if you go up there in your three piece suit. And I need to change also because I’m not comfortable dressed up like this.”

He studies me up and down, “I like you both ways.”

“Both ways?”

“Like this and in your comfortable clothes.”

“When did you see me?” Then I remember, “Oh yeah. At Matt’s house.”

“Can I come in for a minute?”

He follows me into my house. Surprisingly Mufasa doesn’t growl at him. That’s kind of disturbing for him to be our guard dog and he isn’t trying to bark at this stranger. He and Mulan roam the yard so I leave the door open. Jeremiah is blown away as he inspects our home.

“You have a lovely home. It looks very comfortable.”

“It is. It’s great.”

“Did you design it?”

“Yes. Before I got pregnant with Jocelyn, I took a couple architect classes.”

“Is that what you wanted to do?”

“Yeah. But things happen which changes our plans.”

He nods agreeing with me as he continues to look through the whole house. I run upstairs to my room to change out of my business attire. I peep down the hallway and notice he’s on the stairs studying Max’s pictures hung on the walls. I wonder if he notices how much Max and him look alike. They’re twins separated at birth. Before I slip into my other clothes, he enters. Mesmerized with how I look in my panty and bra he throws himself on me while he grazes my lips.

“You look so gorgeous.”

“Thanks. You don’t look bad yourself.” I try to finish getting dressed but he keeps disturbing me. By the time I am fully clothe, he clutches my ass checks with his powerful hands pulling me till I feel his thickness on my stomach. Mufasa and Mulan run back inside wagging their tails.

“
I really need to go.” I inform him as I’m grabbing my purse.

He follows me to my car, wraps his arms around me with my back against his chest, and kisses me on my neck. The shocking tingles that creeps all over my body makes my nipples hard. He opens my door then helps me in my truck.

“
This truck is awfully big for you.”

Arching my eyebrows, “I like things big.”

He licks his lips, “I’ll remember that.”

As he’s driving away from me, I notice how expensive his truck looks. I take a picture of it on my phone and search it online. It’s a Conquest Knight XV. His car is fully armored and cost six hundred twenty nine thousand dollars. Oh my god. His car is worth way more than people have in a life time. That’s ridiculous to spend that much money on a car. And why would he need an armored car? I needed it because there are crazy obsessive clients that stalked me. Then I realized. That’s what Jeremiah is doing even though he wasn’t really my actual client he knew where I live before I gave him that information.

After picking up the kids, I ask them if they wanted to go to Incredible World which I already knew the answer. My heart pounds faster than normal not knowing if my kids will want Jeremiah’s company. When we arrive Jordan notices Jeremiah walking inside. Somehow, he managed to drive to Houston, change, and drive back to Pasadena in one hour. Did he already have extra clothes with him?

Jordan calls out, “Jeremiah. Jeremiah.” My son remembered his name.

I’m giggling inside. Jeremiah is a great actor. When he hears Jordan calling for him, he turns around surprised we are there. He greets my kids and the kids are happy to see him. Jeremiah leans close to me to give me a peck on my cheek. The four of us enter together. The ladies behind the registers giggle amongst themselves as they stare at Jeremiah.

One of the ladies who was brave enough to talk to him, ask, “How many is in your party?” She turns around to the other ladies smiling. It was kind of cute how women flock when they see Jeremiah.

With the sexy raspy voice that I so love, he responds, “Four please.”

The woman rings us up as I gently grab Jeremiah by his arm when he pulls out his credit card. I do not feel right with him paying for me and my kids. The lady grabs his credit card, swipes, and then hands it back to him. As he’s signing the receipt, the ladies lean in closer and hovers over him.

Men like to be in control of everything, and I shouldn’t fight him for paying for me and my kids because that might mess up his ego, but I just can’t let him pay. As we’re walking away from the registers, I quietly insisted, “I can pay for me and my kids.”

“
I’m happy to pay for all of us.”

“
But I don’t want you thinking I can’t pay for me and my kids.”

He respectfully cups my face with his powerful but tender hand, “Jacquelyn, I know you can pay for your kids but I wanted to pay. If it’s such a big deal to you, you can pay for the movie later.”

“
Movie?”

That word sparked in my kids’ ears and they excitedly yell, “Movies!”

“
Mom are we going to the movies after we’re done here?” Jocelyn questions.

“
I don’t know baby. I’ll see.”

Jordan urges, “Please mom. I want to go to the movies.”

Watching Jocelyn and Jordan pouting for me to say yes and with Jeremiah smirking, I had no choice but to say okay. My kids jumped up and down. We order two large cheese pizzas and sit at the table eating while Jordan and Jocelyn talked their butts off. They administered their attentions to Jeremiah leaving me out of the conversation. So I sat there eating and giggling inside. I’ve never seen my kids like this towards a man. They’re usually standoffish, but today, they are talking like there’s no tomorrow. Sweet Jeremiah sits there listening carefully to everything my kids are saying and when something really interesting is being said, his pearly whites beam; and him and my kids get louder and louder as the three of them try to talk over the other trying to say their part on the conversation. Once they were done eating and talking about everything under the moon, Jeremiah bought four play cards. The four of us raced on the bumper cars twice and Jordan won the first time then Jocelyn the second. Jordan challenged Jeremiah to a round of basketball while Jocelyn and I played skee ball. Both times Jordan won and Jeremiah was a good sport when Jordan playfully rubbed it in his face. Seeing Jeremiah and my kids interacting is very heartwarming. He plays so well with them. Jordan dared me to play a round of basketball with him. Jocelyn asked Jeremiah is he can play skee ball with her while Jordan and I shoot hoops. He kindly smiled and accepted her plea. Of course Jordan won again. Once our two hours were up, my kids exchanged their tickets for prizes. This actually turned out great. I was apprehensive about Jeremiah being with my kids and how my kids would react with Jeremiah around, but everything turned out perfect.

I was also blown away when Jordan and Jocelyn asked if they can ride with Jeremiah back to our house especially since Jordan is skittish with other people’s driving.

I look at Jeremiah’s car, then at my kids, then at Jeremiah, then at his car again. I do not think it would be a great idea. His car is so clean that my kids will accidentally do something to ruin it. I shake my head, but Jeremiah insisted it will be alright.

I urge, “Follow us to our home.”

He winks and nods. Jeremiah followed us to our house. I didn’t have a chance to refill our animals’ water and food so we needed to nurture our pets. Jeremiah helped us which is amazing because the kids really had a blast telling him what needed to be done. He would act as if he didn’t understand what he’s doing, so my kids would pause what they were doing, grab him by his hand, and help him out. When he finally understood what needed to be done, my kids praised him like what a parent does when their child does something good. The expressions on three of their faces were priceless. After we tended to our creatures, Jordan and Jocelyn jump in their showers.

“
Do you have any extra clothes so you can take a shower? I don’t think you want to smell like animal poop to the movies.”

“
Yeah let me get it from my truck.”

I watched him as he grabs his extra clothes from the back of his truck. While he’s walking back, I notice his sweaty shirt is stuck on his muscular chest. I look away avoiding the tingly feeling creeping in my veins. He grabs a leather duffle bag and as he’s walking back towards the door, he leans in and kisses me on my lips. My heart just skipped a beat. I lick my lips so I can taste his.

I prepare his towel and washcloth, close my bedroom behind me, go downstairs and wait in the living room while he showers in my bathroom. My kids are already dressed and waiting with me in the living room watching cartoons. Once he’s done, he walks back downstairs in a red t-shirt, black cargo shorts, and slippers. He looks very comfortable. Sometimes I think he likes it better dressed this way instead of the three piece suits he has to wear for his business. He sits on the sectional watching cartoons with Jordan and Jocelyn so I bounce up, go to my bedroom to take a quick shower.

While showering, I’m wondering what kind of conversation he is having with my kids. They seemed to really hit it off at Incredible World. I dry off and slip into blue jeans, tank top, and flip-flops. I pull my hair into a bun and apply light make-up. I take one glance at the oval mirror. Hope he likes the way I look.

As I’m walking downstairs, Jeremiah looks up at me and smiles. My heart just melted. He is sitting between my kids as they show him card tricks they know. I sit across from them enjoying the view. After they show all the tricks they know, Jordan tells Jeremiah about football plays he’s done in the pass while Jocelyn explains different tumble and jumps she does in cheerleading. He listens to everything they are saying and soaks all the information in.