You should tell her. Melody's voice echoes in my head.
Pulling her towards me i kiss her long and soft, how she likes it. I don't do anything else. I don't deserve anything else.
"What's wrong?" she asks, cupping my face.
"Nothing." I tell her playfully.
"It looks like your mind is somewhere else." She says, her face scrunched up looking at me.
"Just thinking about taking you away next week." I tell her.
I was actually hoping to get her away from all this. It might help me come up with a way to tell her.
"I can't just up and go anywhere Jessica, I have a job."
"Who's gonna fire you? It would have to go through me." I joke. She looks back at me her eyes sad.
"I'm sorry I can't." she says, looking me right in the eye.
I feel anger starting to course through every part of my body, and disappointment. I stand up and walk to the other side of the room. I can't let her see it.
"Why not?" I feel my voice becoming tense.
"Because I'm not ready for that, just like I'm not ready to move in here. Plus we don't even know what this is." She says.
She wants normal and I sure as hell can't give her that. I say to myself.
"I'm going to get out of here, I have some stuff I need to get finished before work tomorrow." She says.
She gets off the couch and I walk in front of her. Her eyes avoid mine. I put my hands on her waist and pull her towards me.
"You're coming with me next week." I tell her simply and she rolls her eyes.
"How many times do we have to talk about you asking and not telling." She says, with a small smile.
"This is an exception, you told me no so now I'm telling you that you're coming with me."
"I won't say yes Jessica." She says.
"Ok, come with me this weekend then, it's not out of Boston I promise."
"Fine." She says, rolling her eyes.
Chapter 7
I play with the ring on my finger that my mother gave me a few years ago as I stand with Jessica. It's a nervous habit, and I haven't been this nervous since college.
"Calm down." Jessica says, wrapping her hand around mine.
"That's easy for you to say. I'm the one about to meet your family." I whine.
I didn't realize this was her plan. I should have taken the get away next week.
For the last few months we've been spending a lot of time together, and she's still a mystery to me but my mixed feelings have come to an end. Now I can't imagine not being with her. And that's something we still have to figure out, defining what we are.
"Don't worry. they'll love you." She takes my hand leading me through the door. I inhale and follow her.
A woman with an apron walks out of what I assume is the kitchen.
"Jessica, you actually showed up." The woman says surprised.
Her eyes skim past Jessica and land on me.
"Oh." She says.
"Ma, I'd like you to meet Ms. Isles."
I swallow my nerves.
"I'm Haley." I say awkwardly. I have no idea what's appreciate so I just hold out my hand.
"Angela Roven." She replies. Shaking my hand.
Angela smiles at me. And then as if she just remembered Jessica, she turns back to her.
"You could have called, and told me you were bringing someone." She says to Jessica.
"I'm sorry Ma."
"Well come on, we need to get another plate down." She says, and walks back in the kitchen.
"See?" Jessica says with a smile, as she leads me into the kitchen.
There's a small table inside the kitchen where Jessica pulls out a chair for me, and I sit.
"Would you like something drink?" Angels asks me.
"No, thank you." I don't think holding something breakable right now would be a good idea.
"Where's Tommy and Frankie?" Jessica asks, taking off her jacket and tossing it in the chair beside me.
"Frankie should be here any moment, his shift ended 30 minutes ago, and Tommy won't make it today."
"So, Haley what do you do?" Angela asked me.
"She just recently started working at my company." Jessica answers for me, going over to the fridge and putting ice in a cup.
I watch Angela look over at Jessica, irritation showing at the noise Jessica's making with the ice.
I hear the front door close and few seconds later a man who looks a lot like Jessica walks into the kitchen dressed in a police uniform.
"You're actually here." He says when he spots Jessica.
"I don't always miss dinner with you guys. Jessica defends herself, while resting on the counter behind her.
"No you just never show up when you say you will." He says with a smile.
He turns his attention towards me.
"You must be Haley." His eyes survey me.
"I'm Frankie, Jessicas brother." He explains offering his hand.
"It's nice to meet you." I say, when I shake his hand.
"Well let's eat." Angela announces.
We all sit at the table. Conversation flowing easily between the three Roven's as we eat.
Jessica is so different around her family, and I like it.
Jessica's phone rings in the middle of dinner. She pulls it out of her pocket and looks at it.
"I have to take this." She says, her whole demeanor changing once again.
She answers, but goes into the next room to talk to whoever is on the other end. There's an uncomfortable silence once Jessica steps out.
A few minutes later I hear Jessica's voice from behind me.
"I have to go, can you take her home Frankie?" She says.
"You're leaving?" I ask her tightly.
Her family seems nice and all, but the whole reason I did this was to have dinner with her. I don't want to be dumped on her family.
I look behind me to see her standing there with her hands in her pockets. The tension in the room goes up a notch.
I stand up to face her. She walks over towards me but I look away from her.
"Go to my apartment when you're done, and I'll be there soon." She promises caressing my back.
Then her mouth covers mine for just a few seconds, and I feel my cheeks heat up. An amused look spreads over Jessica's face at my reaction. I glance at Angela in total embarrassment, but she just smiles.
"You good?" Jessica asks quietly.
I nod.
"I'll take her home." I hear Frankie say.
"Stay out of trouble." Angela says in a motherly tone as Jessica grabs her jacket.
"Always do." Jessica says, as she walks out of the kitchen.
Frankie drops me off at Jessica's apartment later that night. I climb into Jessica's bed after my shower not even worrying about clothes. Its lonely without her but I fall asleep easily.
I'm woken when Jessica climbs into bed, her hair wet from taking a shower. I feel safe and warm when she wraps her arm around me.
"Where did you go tonight?" I whisper.
Her fingers begin to trace their infamous pattern on my skin. Her touch gives me chills, causing me to bite my lip.
"I don't want to talk about business right now." She whispers and a second later her lips find that secret spot on my neck that sends a thrill over me.
She gently rolls me under her. She stares down at me for a few seconds and then cups my hands in hers and lift them over my head.
"I want your hands right here the entire time. Ok?"
I nod.
"I need you to say it." She says.
"Yes. Sorry." I say.
She gently rubs her hands up and down my arms. And then places her mouth against mine, I feel her hand trail down my arm one last time. One hand moves down my shoulder to my right breast, my nipple tingles as she traced one finger over and around teasing it into a stiff peak. I feel myself grow wet, my body aching for her.
She slides her hand down my belly while slowly trailing kisses down my neck. I part my legs invit
ing her in.
My eyes slowly close as she eases her a finger inside of me, quickly adding another one a few seconds later. She starts up slow and then speeds up after the third stroke. I inhale quickly ready to greet my climax which is cut short when Jessica stops. I stare at her in confusion. She grins at me and places a kiss to my lips, sliding slowly back in and out, switching to a pace that keeps me on the edge without sending me over.
I want so badly to wrap my hands around her shoulders. The urge overwhelms me and I give in. Moving my hands I hug her shoulders. She stops mid stroke.
"Put them back." Her stern expression left no room for argument.
I move my hands back where she placed them earlier.
"Move them again and I stop. Understood?"
"Yes."
She moves again speeding up her pace. Squirming and huffing, I grip my hands together to keep from moving them. The faster i breath, the quicker Jessica moves in and out.
I call out her name as my orgasm claims me.
Jessica drops her forehead against mine until my panting returns to normal.
When she eases out of me and I want to beg her to stay. She lays next to me, and lets me lay my head on her chest surrounding me in a warm, soothing hug.
Laying here like this gives me an idea. Jessica is only wearing a tank top and pajama pants, easy access. I slowly move my hand, when I graze her breast she takes a deep breath in.
"M-Haley, stop," She says, so softly that I can barely hear her as my fingers trail down her body.
When my hand reaches the top of her pajama pants she instantly reacts, she lifts my body off of her and is out of the bed.
"Don't ever do that again!" She shouts. Her brow furrows and her skin turns a shade of red.
"I'm sorry, Jessica." I say.
She shakes her head incredulously and then leaves the room, slamming the door behind her.
I stare after her in disbelief.
Chapter 8
I flop back on the bed, hoping Jessica comes back in soon. A part of me wants to go find her, but the look on her face when she walked out stops me from doing that.
I shift in the bed trying to get comfortable, but it's no use. My eyes drift the the alarms clock, the red numbers tell me it 3:00, I really need to sleep. I close my eyes.
When I open them again it's daylight and Jessica is standing at the foot of the bed already dressed for the day.
"I'm hungry." She says.
"Ok." I say, confused.
"Come make me something." She says, leaving the room.
I lay there for half a second, and then get up, find a pair of my pajamas I've left here and walk downstairs. She's in the kitchen waiting on me.
"You must be really hungry if you're going to eat what I cook you." I say.
She sits down at the table, and I look at her curiously.
"You really want me to cook?" I ask in disbelief.
She folds her arms with an amused grin on her face.
I walk to the fridge and pull out the cheese and eggs. Jessica walks over to the counter and leans against it.
As I'm getting things prepared I realize this is her way of not talking about last night. But I decide to take advantage of her good mood.
"I'm sorry, Jessica." I say, afraid to look up at her.
She suddenly puts her hands on both my shoulders and moves me out of the way.
"I think I'll take it from here." She says.
"But I thought you wanted me to cook." I whine.
"You should go take a shower, I have an early meeting to get to anyways."
Begrudgingly, I walk back upstairs and take a shower.
30 minutes later I walk back into the kitchen, Jessica is standing at the sink washing the few dishes she used to cook with.
I sit at the table, and Jessica moves from the sink to the microwave. She sets a plate full of eggs in front of me. By the look on her face I'm suddenly not hungry anymore.
"We can go, if you need to be at work soon." I say.
"Alright." She says.
She takes the plate from in front of me, I stand up and walk towards the elevator. A few minutes later Jessica joins me and pushes the button.
Neither one of us say anything on the way down or in the car as Jessica drives us to work. I feel like I really messed things up between us.
Music is softly playing I really listen to it.
"What song is this?" I ask.
"Are you seriously going to tell me you've never heard Aerosmith?"
I stare at her confused.
"Oh, come on! Steven Tyler?!"
I shake my head.
"That's it! Give me your phone!"
"What! Why?"
"Cause by the end of the day I'm gonna make sure you have every song worth listening to. This country crap has got to stop." She smiles teasingly.
I laugh, happy to have my Jessica back, and pull my phone out of my purse.
I give her my phone as she parks in her parking spot. We both get out, and I stand there nervously waiting for her mood to change again. Her mood changes so often they give me whiplash.
"Have lunch with me today." Jessica says when we reach my floor.
"Ok" I say with a smile.
Melody sets a yellow envelope on my desk a few minutes before my lunch hour.
"What's this?" I ask.
"The puzzle pieces of Jessica Roven." She says.
"Why are you giving me this?" I ask shocked.
"Look, she doesn't care what anyone says or thinks about her because she knows that they all either want to be her or sleep with her, depending on their preferences. But she cares what you think, and that's why you need to know all this." Melody tells me.
I stare at the envelope, and pick it up to give it back to her but she's already walking away.
I shove it in my purse deciding to go find her and give it back after lunch with Jessica.
Jessica's secretary isn't at her desk when I get to the top floor so I head over to the partly open door to Jessica's office, but stop when I hear her voice hoping she's not in a meeting.
"Tell me you've got something good." Jessica says.
"We think we've spotted him in Denver."
My stomach drops when I hear that voice, my fathers voice.
"Denver?" Jessica says. "Do you have someone tailing him?"
"Of course. That's extra, considering what happened last time." My father says.
"You guys got it wrong the last time. I hope you don't disappoint me on this one."
My throat tightens, what are they talking about.
"Well it's always a pleasure." I hear my father say and I shuffle back to the elevator pushing the down button repeatedly. But it's no use. My father steps out of Jessica's office and spots me in two seconds.
"Haley?" He says. "What are you doing here?"
I turn to look at him, frustration and confusion evident on his face.
"Are you okay?" He says, concern replacing his confused expression.
"I...I don't know."
"Haley." I hear Jessica say.
"What the hell is all this?" I ask them both.
The elevator doors finally open and I want to get in and never look back, but as if she knows what I'm thinking Jessica grabs a hold of my arm.
"You can go now Mr. Isles." Jessica says.
"What. No." My father says, looking at Jessica's hand on my arm with disgust.
"Arthur." Jessica says through clinched teeth.
My father slips into the elevator and I stare at him as the elevator doors close, he still has that disgusted look on his face.
Jessica leads me into her office shutting the door behind her. I spin around and look her directly in the eye.
"You knew who I am, who my parents are from the very beginning didn't you?!" I say, and she begins to laugh.
"You think this is funny?!" I yell at her and push her chest, but she stands there firmly. And I completely lose it.
"How dare you!" I yell at her, sw
inging my arms as hard as I can.
"Calm the fuck down!" She says, trying to contain me.
I continue to throw my fist at her.
"Haley stop!" She says, finally grabbing my arms and holding them tightly in her hands, and I hate that she's stronger than me.
"Yes, I may have known who you are, but does it fucking matter? Whatever is between us has nothing to do with your father and I." She says dryly.
But I don't believe her.
"I hate you!" I say, catching my breath, tears filling my eyes.
"So you hate me now?" She says bitterly.
Her hands loosen.
"You were supposed to be different," she says, shaking her head. "But you're like everybody else," she adds quietly letting go of my arms completely, the look in her eyes causes my breath to hitch.
"I wish I could hate you." She says solemnly.
I stare at her for several seconds, and then walk out of her office. I take the stairs, I don't stop moving until I'm in the lobby on the first floor, out of breath and mentally exhausted.
I feel my pockets for my phone to call I cab, and then I remember I gave my phone to Jessica.
I glance up and two things happen at once I see Charlie my fathers driver and I hear Jessica's voice. I move as fast as I can towards Charlie.
I don't look back as Charlie takes me to my fathers car that's waiting out front, and I don't look out the window as we pull away.
Chapter 9
Haley's point of view.
"What were you doing with that woman?" My father asks when we pull away.
"Me? What about you?" I ask frustrated.
"Its business. It didn't look like business between you two. You need to stay away from her." He tells me.
"I work there dad!"
"Not anymore. Come home. I'll pay for you to go to school to be a pathologist, you've always wanted to do that." He says.
"Yeah, and you told me you'd never pay for me to go to college for that."
"I've changed my mind."
"Now you change your mind? Is this because of Jessica? Tell me what you were doing with her. You can't sit there and continue to tell me it's business, you've never been into investment or marketing."
He sighs and closes his eyes for a minute.
"I've been working for her for a couple of years now. It has nothing to do with her company." He pauses a moment before taking a deep breath. "I'm looking for someone for her."
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