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Since Jake woke me up this morning, I haven’t sat down even for a minute. We didn’t expect this high of a turnout. Most of the stuff we brought from LA is sold. I’ve never swiped so many credit cards in my life. If today’s chaos repeats itself tomorrow, Roxy better enjoy her day off today, because she’ll need it for tomorrow.

By the time I look at my watch, it’s seven o’clock at night, and as soon as my back hits the bed, I am out like a light.

Jake

I thought finally having Trish as my girlfriend would be the happiest day of my life. I was wrong…dead wrong. The moment I was deeply-seated in her, her breath mixing with mine, her warmth cocooning me, her touch comforting me, I felt an absolute sense of peace and completion... its utter perfection.

We only cuddled last night because she was dead on her feet, but even that was perfect. But right now, my attempts to wake her up consists of my warm lips on her neck, giving her small kisses, my hand caressing her stomach, gradually moving down ever so slowly to her waiting wet pussy. She tries her hardest to pretend she’s still sleeping, but her quick breathing gives her away. I know the longer I continue my assault on her body, the more ready she’ll be for me. My girl’s lack of self-control gets the best of her because she turns around and presses her lips hard against mine. As I continue my assault on her clit that drives her crazy in less than five seconds, I grip the back of her head and kiss her as if I’ll never get the chance to do it again.

“I missed you so much,” I whisper in her ear as I continue stroking her clit.

“Hmmm…”

“You’re so ready for me, baby. Tell me how much you want me.”

“Jake….” I know she wants more action and less talking, but I need to know...

“Tell me, you want only me….just me…I need to hear it,” I say almost begging, pleading to get an answer from her.

She cups both my cheeks tenderly and gazes into my eyes lovingly. “Only you, Jake…You.Are.All.I.Need… just you, Jake. You and me…just us.”

My love for her overwhelms me, I tenderly place my forehead on hers as I penetrate her slowly, reverently moving, thrusting deeply. She wraps my waist with her legs; her soft hands caress the back of my neck as I bury my face in her neck. She moves her hips to match mine…both of us wanting to make this sensual dance of love last as long as we could. My thrusts become faster and deeper, each stroke bringing me to the brink of ecstasy.

“Come with me, baby…I need you…God...I love you,” I huskily tell her.

One hard thrust pushes us both over into a euphoric state, floating, free-falling into our heaven. We hold onto each other, her skin against mine, her warmth soothes my soul… she is mine and I am hers…just us…her and me. I feel my heart is going to burst with all the love I have for Trish. I never want this moment to end, ever.

“Wow, who would have thought one person can experience heaven twice.”

At this moment my heart stops, my heart aches, fear squeezes it firmly, self-doubt sucks it dry, and insecurity imprisons it. I continue to look at her face, not knowing what to say because there it is as plain as day…I’m number two.

She sighs. “I’m sorry, I said that. I don’t want you to feel as if you’re second best, because you’re not. I meant, I love the feeling, that feeling of being on top of the world, because you’re with someone you love. He belongs in my past, and you are my present and future. I see you as my future. Just us, as you said. You and me. Please, believe me.”

She straddles me, taking control, she shows me just how much she loves me… loving me, driving me insane, and slowly driving me to my heaven…our heaven. She heals the ache, eases the worry, and quiets my mind. With every loving thrust, she chips away my insecurities; she builds me up and rescues me from myself. She shows me how much she loves me. Of course, she does. We don’t eat breakfast, and by the time she is done showing me how important I am to her, we only have time to get ready to go to the airport.

As we wait to board the plane, Cody questions me about my very memorable night with my love.

Cody nudges me. “So spill, bro. I felt the tremors this morning and based on our Dickter Scale, it registered a whopping magnitude ten. What do you have to say for yourself?”

I grin, shaking my head as I look at him. This is a typical Cody move, I know he really doesn’t want the info; it’s just his way of irritating the shit out of me.

“None of your business, dude. The only thing you’ll get out of me is that these past couple of days were the best fucking moments of my life. I know, it’s gonna get even better, from here on out.”

Cody leans forward, his elbows resting on his thighs, he turns and faces me wearing a smile. “I’m happy for you, Jake. You finally got your girl.”

I know I’m grinning like a fool. “Thanks, Cody.”

“You’re grinning like a fool. Brian, you hear that. Jake’s dick’s back in business! Take the closed sign down. It’s 24 hour dick service from here on out.”

Brian smiles at me, and nods. “You finally got some, bro? You know I’m happy for you, man. I’ve seen you love her from afar, Jake. You should see yourself, right now. You’re the happiest I’ve seen you, bro.”

“Thanks, B. I just hope I don’t fuck this up. I sure as shit won’t survive if I lose her.”

I turn my head toward my girl at the same time she turns hers, and she gives me the smile that makes me forget my name. I love her so fucking much, losing her is not an option…I’ll fight to the death to have my forever with her.

Chapter 9

Trish

Every day, every week and every month that we stay a couple means a lot to me. I’m so afraid that when the shoe drops, I’ll be sad…or worse, alone. However, no one is guaranteed anything in life; I’ve learned that the hard way.
If I lose Jake
, I don’t know how I could possibly survive that. I think I would just die of a broken heart or lose my mind.

“Hey, baby, what are you doing?” I ask.

“I wish I were doing you, but unfortunately, I’m stuck doing paper work. What do you want to eat for dinner, because I know what I want to eat.” He chuckles.

“Jake! Please, tell me you’re alone! If Cody or Brian hear this, I won’t hear the end of it!”

“I’m in my office by myself, alright? I’m just saying; I know what I want to eat. It’s not my fault my girl has a dirty mind.” I can hear laughter in his voice.

“Whatever! Just get me whatever you want to eat.”

“Really? Whatever I want, because I want you. So, how can you manage eating yourself?” He snickers.

“I’m hanging up now, goodbye.”

I start getting worried when Jake didn’t come home two hours after he talked to me. He normally calls if he’s going to be late, or if something came up. My mind is getting ahead of me, thinking he got into an accident or something worse. I run to Tami’s office and push the door so hard it makes a hole when it hits the wall.

“God, are you trying to kill me, Trish?” She yells as she covers her chest with one hand.

“Did Jake call you by chance? I’ve tried to call him, and he’s not answering! What if something happened to him? Tami, what do I do?” I’m close to tears at this point.

“Relax, Trish, let’s call Cody or Brian, okay?”

“Tami, let’s go to his office. His secretary will know, please go with me!” I’m already pulling her out of the room.

We get there twenty minutes later hoping we’ll find him, but nothing. At least, I know why he hasn’t called….he left his phone at work. It’s a waste of time. My mind is in overdrive and not getting a hold of anyone is pushing me close to the edge of insanity.

“We’re almost home, Trish. Just hang in there. Everything will be ok.” She’s trying to sound hopeful, but I can tell she’s faking it.

Seeing Brian’s truck made me leap out of the car and race inside, yelling for him.

“Geez, Trish, why are you yelling?”

“Do you know where Jake is? He should’ve been home a couple of hours ago. When was the last time you saw him?” I ask, firing questions left and right.

“Slow down, Trish. I’m sure he’s fine. Let me call Cody.”

“Where the hell is he? Oh my God!” I start crying, and Brian, immediately, pulls me in his arms as Tami walks in the house.

Roxy comes running through the door, pulls me away from Brian, and hugs me. Around nine o’clock, Brian’s phone buzzes, and we all look at him. As soon as he looks at his phone, he curses and turns around; but not quick enough, because Rox snags his phone.

“Wait Rox, just give me the phone, please!” Brian yells and reaches to grab it.

“You asshole, I can’t believe you want to hide this from Trish!” She screams, eyes bulging, chest heaving.

Roxy gives the phone to Tami, and as soon as I look at it, my world stops and my heart cracks wide open. I’m now staring at a picture of Jake with Tiffany on his lap. His lips attached to hers. How in the hell did he end up with her? He was supposed to buy food for us. I can’t believe this is happening.

I need to get out of here, be by myself. I’m so stupid to believe someone like him, someone who fucks and drops, could be faithful. It’s over! I shouldn’t have trusted him. For the first time in a very long time, I want to alone.

Jake

I’m upset that Trish jumps to conclusions before talking to me. What the fuck! She is how old? Granted, I would have reacted the same way after seeing it, if the situation were reversed, but I wouldn’t shut her the fuck out. I would give her the chance to explain because that’s what adults do. Adults sit down and talk shit out. What happened to trust, open dialogue, and giving someone the benefit of the doubt. I thought women liked hashing things out, evidently my girl didn’t get that chip installed in her brain.

After engaging Tami and Roxy in a shouting match, Brian pulls me to leave. As soon as Brian’s ass hits the chair, he starts on me. “What the hell is going on, Jake?”

“Fucking Portia set me up! That’s what happened, and…” I point at the wall. “Ms. High and Mighty decides she doesn’t need to hear me out.”

Shaking his head, looking at me. “Dude, you know girls over-react and shit, so just give her space. Let her sleep it off, and tomorrow talk to her. Tone it down though, because ape-shit Jake can’t make an appearance.”

I scowl at Brian, taking two deep breaths before saying anything else.

“Frustrated is not a close enough word I would choose to describe what I’m feeling right now. I want to wring Cody’s neck and tell Portia off. I was minding my own business and that psycho chick decides to fuck with me. I should have listened to you when you warned me about Tiffany.”

He smirks at me. “I don’t want to say I told you so, but dude…. I. Told. You. So.” He enunciates every word as if he’s talking to a child.

I blame it on my dick! The fucking thing can’t think worth a shit.

“B, I’d like to think Trish is more mature than this. I’ll bet my dick she’ll blame this on my past. Watch, that’s what she’ll do. She’ll sit there, accuse me of fucking everything that walks, and that I should have controlled myself. What I don’t understand, and I’m trying to wrap my mind around it, is why she wouldn’t even give me the chance to explain.”

“Jake, if you don’t know this by now, then you don’t know Trish at all. She’s afraid of losing you. She’s afraid of losing anyone. Her dad died, then Dylan gets killed. All those losses take a toll on someone’s psyche. Her insecurity stems from being left behind, whether by choice or not.”

I finally sit and try to process everything that Brian just spewed out.

I blow out a frustrated sigh. “I get that, trust me I do. She should know by now I’m in love with her, and there’s no one, no situation, not even death could change that. Why doubt me? Instead of getting bent out of shape, why not ask me? I show her every single time whose number one…” hitting my chest “….here. Not once, have I ever given her a sign there’s someone else, but…” shaking my head I pause, “she has a fucking shrine of Dylan in her room. Do you know what that does to me? Do you see me shutting her out? If and when we do talk, I’ll bring up that shit, and she better have a good explanation as to why?”

“Jake, you can’t erase someone’s past, neither can you change it. The past is just that…the past. You accept it, learn from it, and move on from it. You can’t live in it, Jake. You have to let Dylan’s ghost go, man.”

“Easy for you to say. Try to fill in a shoe that has been perfect, except when he left. Keep in mind, he left, not to hurt her but to provide for her, to make a better future for her. The end result is for her benefit. I’m left with her knowing all my dirty secrets, the girls I fucked and dropped, that’s what’s stuck in her brain. My insecurities stem from what I’ve done, and unfortunately for me, I can’t change a damn thing about it.”

As Brian stands up to leave, his parting words leave me thinking maybe I got this all wrong. At least, how I see what Trish thinks about my indiscretions, my past mistakes.

“Who is in her heart, Jake? When you ask yourself that, who comes to mind first? I sure hope you see yourself, because we certainly do. Why are you picturing someone else? Then, you need to get your shit straight. It’s in the past, Jake. All of it. You’ve changed, and she’s seen that. Live for the now. If you love her enough, which I know you do…then fight for the now.”

With that, he leaves. I’m left thinking how I can change the way I think. Everyone can say she loves me, that’s not the question that’s been bugging me. I know she loves me, the problem I’m having is, am I her one? I need to be that one who she’ll love forever; that one she’ll endure anything for, because for me, she’s all that and more.

Chapter 10

Trish

“Hello,” I reluctantly answer. Not really wanting to talk, but knowing I have to.

“Since you ignored all my calls, how about you start talking, because I am done fucking waiting!” He snaps at me.

“I really don’t have anything to say, except this is not working out. We get a couple of weeks of peace, then a week later, there’s another problem we’re trying to solve. It’s not even the fighting. It’s the cause of the fights, and everything else that leads to the fights. I asked you before we started this if you’re sure, and you said yes….maybe, you’re not. I just don’t see this working out at all.”