Wilson's Hard Lesson (81 page)

Chapter Thirteen

“I’m bored!” were the first words that Clarissa spoke to
them, looking at Jack with a pout.

“Clarissa, this is Leila and Leila, meet Clarissa,” Jack
said in a flat tone.

“The mother of your baby,” Clarissa pointed out.

In all that time, she had not looked at Leila. Now she gave
her a once over, dismissed her and turned back to Jack. He looked at her,
disgust rising in his throat. How the hell had he found himself in this
situation?

“Leila already knows that,” Jack snapped and carried Leila’s
case into the house.

He left the two women at the entrance of the house sizing
each other up. He carried the case up the stairs to the guest room, the same
one Leila had occupied earlier. Clarissa had thrown a fit, when he had shown
her to the bedroom in the first hallway. He had ignored her tantrums and sulks
and told her in firm voice it was either that one or she could leave sleep at
the guest ranch.

When he returned for the other suitcases, Leila was nowhere
to be found. Clarissa followed him in.

“She has to go Jack; I can’t stand her here! What is she
here for anyway, didn’t you tell her that the engagement is off,” she said.

“I didn’t because it’s not off,” Jack said and matched up
the stairs.

Clarissa was right behind him. She was like a housefly,
determined to make a nuisance of itself.

“You’ll soon have to choose, Jack. You can’t have it both
ways.” She told him.

He tried to ignore her as best as he could. He was glad that
tonight he and Leila could escape and for dinner at his parents’ house.
Finally, Clarissa seemed to tire of following him and she flopped in the living
room and flicked on the TV. He decided to go in search of Leila. He found her
in the stables leaning on the stall and looking as though she carried the
world’s problems on her shoulders.

His heart caught when he saw her. He wanted to take her in
her arms and protect her from the world. Guilt clawed at him knowing that he
was the cause of her sadness. She had sacrificed so much to come to Texas to be
with him. He imagined that she was now regretting at having made the decision
to come. He hoped not because he couldn’t imagine life without her.

She filled his life with light and suddenly he had found
himself with a purpose in life. Something to look forward. Someone to come home
to.

Despite everything, Jack was glad that she was here. Those
few days he had been alone with Clarissa had been a nightmare. She had tried
her best to seduce him, even accusing him of impotence. She did nothing for him
now and she knew that. She had the resorted to threats of leaving and him never
seeing the baby.

By the time, Leila came, Jack had been at the end of his
endurance. She had been like a ray of sunlight and now that light was fading.
Her smoky grey eyes looked pale and haunted. But what could he do? Clarissa had
him by the balls and he had no one else to blame but himself.

“Leila my love?” he said gently.

She jumped, startled.

“Hey,” she said without much enthusiasm.

“I was wondering where you had gone to,” Jack said.

He wanted to hold her, except that she had an invisible
sheath around her that did not invite familiarity.

“I just needed to escape,” Leila said with a small smile.

“I know how that feels like. At least this evening we can
escape. My parents invited us for dinner. They really want to meet you.”

“That would be nice. I would like to meet them too.”

Finally, he gathered up courage and pulled her into his
arms. As soon as her head lain on his chest, she burst into tears. His own eyes
were wet and he crooned and soothed her like a baby.

“That’s better,” she said, laughing haltingly and disengaged
herself.

They did not return to the house until evening with just
enough time to shower and get ready. Clarissa was still slumped on the seat and
when she saw them, she merely looked up and the continued watching.

Jack finished dressing and then knocked on Leila’s door. She
opened it and when he saw her, his heart did somersaults and his libido which
had been asleep for days woke up with a roar. She wore a simple blue dress that
hugged her in all the right places ad showed off her well-toned arms. Instead
of taking her hand and walking downstairs, Jack gently pushed her back in and
closed the door.

He stooped to kiss her. It was gentle at first and then
because of the frustrations of the last few days, the intensity of the kiss
intensified. He grabbed the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them. His hands were
everywhere. He stroked her bare hands ad felt her body quiver. Her skin felt
hot and cool.

Tremors shook her body and he kissed her even harder. He
stopped for a moment when he tasted salt and when he looked at her face, he saw
that she was crying.

“Are you alright?” he said. “I know, that’s a foolish
question.

“Don’t stop,” she said.

“I love you Leila,” he said and then took possession of her
mouth again. She tasted sweet and her body felt perfect against his. He could
feel his bulge pushing against her and she in turn grinded herself against him,
sending stars in his brain. She was his and his alone and he was hers. He
struggled with the catch at the back of her dress and when he finally got it
open, he peeled the dress off her.

He stopped to admire her, in a lacy black bra and matching
panties. With his finger, he touched the edges of her panties and she moaned
driving him wild. He loved the sounds that Leila made when they made love. It
gave him confidence and joy to know that he pleased her. Now, he edged a finger
further on, under the lace and teased her folds, gently prying them open with
his index finger.

With his other hand, he undid her bra, and her breasts
spilled out. She was gorgeous and natural and he couldn’t get enough of her.
She buried her fingers in his hair and he held both breasts, kneading them and
pushing them together. Then he brought his mouth down and licked each nipple
until it was hard.

He came up again and teased the edges of her mouth with his
tongue. Then he grinded his erection against her.

“See how hot you make me?” he whispered into her ear.

“You make me hot too. Touch me there,” she groaned.

He slipped his fingers in again and gasped at the wetness he
found there. He pushed his finger further in into the tightness and warmth and
she gave a small cry. Unable to bear the distance between them anymore, Jack
hooked his fingers on her panties and lowered them. Leila stepped out of them
and then came to him and unbuckled his belt and lowered his trousers.

His hardness sprung out and she stroked it up and down. Then
she went on her knees and licked him, her tongue darting up and down. Without
warning she took him into her mouth. Jack was that close to coming and he
wasn’t ready for that yet. He wanted to give her pleasure first. He pulled her
up and ran his hands over her hips, her buttocks and her back.

He teased her by rotating his hips over her tummy, his
hardness touching her. He bent his head and swept his tongue into her mouth and
greedily sucked her sweetness. He returned his hands to her swollen and hard
breasts. He held their weight, massaged them and then pinched her nipples,
stopping short of inflicting pain.

He wanted to make slow sweet love to her as though by doing
so he could erase the pain he had inflicted on her. He led her to the bed and
gently lowered her. Then he positioned himself between her legs and started by
kissing and licking her inner thighs. He moved further up and her hands went to
his head she pushed him down.

She was soaking wet and he inserted his tongue deep inside
and tasted her, loving the sweet taste.

“Oh Jack,” she cried out.

He knew that she was begging for release but he wanted to prolong
their love making for as long as possible before they faced the world. He
slipped a finger inside her tightness as his tongue teased her folds. Knowing
that he could not stand it for much longer, Jack positioned himself above her.

Tonight he was not using any protection. His eyes roamed
over Leila, her eyes dark with desire. Her thighs trembled with need and her
chest heaved up and down. Her hands went around to his back and pulled him to
her. He positioned himself and pushed himself inside her. The instant warmth
and tightness that folded him almost made him come.

He paused and took a deep breath. Then in steady movements,
he began to thrust, each time going deeper and deeper.

“Jack! Jack!” Clarissa’s voice called out.

He stopped pumping and his body went cold. Leila underneath
him stiffened.

Chapter Fourteen

The ride to his parent’s house was awkward to say the least.
He and Leila sat at the front, avoiding making eye contact and Clarissa sat at
the back sulking. She had insisted that she too was going and had opened the
door and gotten in. Leila had suggested that she might want to change out of
her shorts but Clarissa had behaved as though she had not heard her.

With a shrug, Jack had put the car into gear and driven off.
At the gate, he wondered at the wisdom of showing up for dinner with two women.
However, he couldn’t have physically removed Clarissa and they had been late
already. He parked the car and got out. Both women jumped out and he allowed
them to go first.

The door flung open and his mother stood there smiling. Her
smile froze when she saw the two women. She looked at Jack questioningly. Jack
shrugged helplessly.

“Mum, this is Leila, the girl I told you about. Leila this
is my mum Mrs., Foley.”

“Call me Gloria dear.”

Leila gave his mum a strained smile.

“Hello Clarissa. Welcome, everyone is waiting at the table,”
she said, standing to the side.

When the trio walked into the dining room, there was a hush
silence. His brother, sister and father, all gaped at the three of them until
his mum walked in and guided everyone to their seats. She hurriedly set a place
for Clarissa, who sat down with flair and smiled at everyone. If she was aware
of the tension, she obviously preferred to ignore it.

“How are things at the ranch son?” his father said, the vein
in his forehead throbbing.

“Good, everything’s good.”

Jack knew he sounded glum but he could not help it. He felt
frustrated with the situation, from the moment Clarissa had interrupted them in
the bedroom to insisting on coming with them. He knew how ridiculous the whole
situation looked.

“I didn’t know you were back Clarissa?” his mum said
politely.

“I am for good now. Didn’t Jack tell you? We’re expecting a
baby,” she said, happily forking her steak.

There was a stunned silence.

“You’re pregnant?” Helen asked, her mouth open.

“Yes and I think it might be a boy.”

Throats were cleared and someone coughed. No one knew what
to say especially with Leila there. He searched her eyes but her head was bowed
down. She pushed her chair back and excused herself. Jack immediately went
after her. He found her outside, crying softly.

“I’m sorry Jack, I can’t do this.”

He pulled her to her and hugged her tight.

“I know sweetheart. I can’t do it either,” Jack said. “Let’s
just get this over with and I promise I will sort everything out.”

“OK,” Leila sniffed. “Alright.”

She led the way back into the house and in the hallway, they
met Aaron. He signaled to Jack and after squeezing Leila’s back, he followed
his brother out.

“What the hell is going on?” he demanded. “I knew you were
crazy Jack, but this is pure madness.”

Jack proceeded to tell Aaron everything from the moment when
Clarissa had showed up to her news about the baby.

“And now she has you by the balls, or so you think,” Aaron
commented.

Jack nodded, feeling relieved at confusing in someone.

“I’m telling you this as your lawyer, not your brother,” he
said earnestly.

Jack raised an eyebrow. Since when was Aaron his lawyer?

Aaron saw the raised eyebrow. “You need my help bro. It’s
not right for that woman to hold you in ransom over a baby that you’re not even
sure is yours.”

It hit Jack then that he had not given much thought to the
baby’s paternity. He had assumed that the baby was his.

“Even if the child is yours, she will need to prove it first
with a DNA test. The laws have changed bro, if the child is yours, the she’ll
have no choice but to allow you shared custody.”

Jack swallowed hard. All this was news to him. He had no
idea about the laws on children. He had assumed that mothers had automatic
custody. It gave the whole thing a whole different angle.

“These days, fathers and mothers have equal rights under the
law. Things are not as bleak as you think.”

Jack felt as though a load had been lifted off his
shoulders. He grabbed his brother’s shoulders and then hugged him.

“You’re a life saver bro,” he said.

Back in the dining room, the mood appeared to have soured,
if that was even possible. Leila though looked serene and she was sipping on
her water calmly. Clarissa looked ready to murder someone and as soon as she
saw him she stood up.

“I want to leave right now!”

“Wow hold it. What’s the matter?” Jack said.

“Your family has insulted me and I don’t have to take it.
They implied that I’m a gold digger and only out to get money off you,” she
said.

“That’s not quite right Clarissa,” his mother said.

“Which woman breaks up with her boyfriend, because of her
spending habits and then returns when she finds herself pregnant. You found
Leila and still stayed. Had I been you, I would have talked to Jack about
raising the child together but separated. Clearly he has moved on whether you
accept it or not,” Helen said.

“But I love Jack!” Clarissa cried out though her voice did
not hold much conviction and everyone heard it.

“We never interfere with our children’s love lives but in
this case I fear that we must,” Jack father said and then looked at his wife.

She nodded and he continued.

“I don’t like what I’m hearing but most of all I’m upset at
the position you have put this young lady in,” he said and glanced at Leila.
“She has carried herself with dignity. I applaud you, young lady. As for you,
next time you step into our home, kindly dress yourself with decency. We are a
family with values and we expect the same of people we associate with.”

Jack swallowed hard. He felt embarrassed and sickened. What
in God’s name had he been thinking to come with Clarissa? He was in lucky that
his parents were decent people. Had he been in their place, he could not
guarantee that he would behave in such a calm manner.

“Now I’d like to call this dinner off. We can have it
another day. And as for you Jack, I have plenty to say to you but I’ll leave it
for another day.”

“I didn’t even want to come,” Clarissa shot, before she
stormed off.

“Leila?” Jack said and offered her his hand.

She took it and at the door she turned to his family.

“I’m very sorry about tonight and ruining your dinner,” she
said.

“It’s not your fault my dear,” his mother said, shooting
Jack an angry look.

They said their goodbyes and left. Outside, he held Leila
close to his side as they walked to the car. Clarissa had positioned herself at
the front. Leila shrugged and went to the back seat. The only good thing about
the night, Jack thought was that thanks to his brother, he now had a way
forward. He knew exactly what he would do.

It was true that he really wanted to be part of the baby’s
life. But first things first as his brother had pointed out. There was need to
establish paternity first and then after they could discuss about financial
support and custody, if the baby was his. He was willing to be very generous if
she was indeed having his child.

He did not wait until they got home. He had had enough of
blackmail and moreover, he did not want to waste any more time. He was going to
marry Leila, the woman he loved. He glanced at her thought the mirror and their
eyes met. He mouthed to her “I love you” and she did the same.

“I’m done Clarissa. That’s it,” he said to her.

The words finally seemed to register in her rain and she sat
bolt upright.

“What do you mean you’re done? What about the baby?” she
shrieked.

“What about the baby, you tell me? The first thing we’ll do
when the child comes is to establish paternity—”

“Are you saying that the baby is not yours?” she screamed.

“I’m saying that the baby may not be mine,” Jack replied in
a calm voice. “Once we establish that the baby is mine, we can talk about
support and shared custody.”

“I’ll make sure you never ever see the baby!” Clarissa
threatened.

“That’s up to you. I’m ready to offer you financial support
and to share custody, should the baby prove to be mine. But until then
Clarissa, we’re done, finished.”

She broke into sobs then.

“You can spend the night but tomorrow I want you gone,” Jack
said.

Clarissa’s response was to cry harder.