Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 94716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
“The same goes for me, Winnie. You were my one and only. It’s only ever been you.” He said staring intently into my eyes.
“You weren’t a virgin before I met you.” I said with a laugh in my voice.
“You remember that?” He asked.
“Yep. Now, get off me. I don’t want to ruin Adam’s couch, and your brother is asleep in the other room. You don’t want him to see my lady lumps, do you?” I asked, blinking my eyes rapidly.
“Too late! You two have always been loud! Not to mention that y’all are about three feet away from my bed.” Tai yelled from the other room.
My face blushed scarlet and I buried my face into my hands. Jack laughed, but disengaged and helped me stand to my feet. I was happy that there was a dress underneath my bottom; otherwise, we would have made one heck of a mess.
Tucking himself back into his jeans, he gave me a soft peck on the lips before walking back over to the computer. I, on the other hand, had to clutch the tattered remains of my dress together and walk fast to the bathroom.
Taking care of business, I threw the dress into the trash and then came up short. My only clothes were in the guest bedroom, which was across the house from the bathroom I’d just gone into.
Spying a robe hanging on the bathroom door, I reached up and pulled it down. Slipping my hands into it, I heard the rustle of paper. I tied the robe securely around my middle before reaching my hand into the pocket and withdrawing a folded note.
Brows furrowed in confusion, I shoved it all back into the pocket before washing my hands and walking quickly back to Jack. Jack was still where I left him, only this time he was immersed in his business of deleting porn from his best friend’s computer.
“Jack! Look at this.” I demanded once I reached his side.
He looked up, took in what I was wearing, and then reached for the piece of paper and jump drive I was holding out to him. “Where’d you find this?”
Pointing down at the robe pocket, I waited for him to see the significance.
“Is that the one you bought him?” He finally asked.
“Yes.” I nodded vigorously.
“The one he said he’d cherish forever. The one he said you could have when he died?” He confirmed.
It’d hit me as soon as I crossed the threshold of the living room. Why that robe was so important. It was the one and only gift I’d ever given anyone. The day he “fake” married me, I gave him that robe as a gift. It was made of flannel and it had a picture of Tweety Bird on it saying, ‘I do, I do.’
I’d thought it fit the situation perfectly and he did as well. His promise to me was that he would cherish it forever and always. From what I remembered, he even got it professionally preserved as women do their wedding dresses. Initially, it’d been a joke, but he kept it in that packaging, if only because there was no reason to take it out.
Yet, for it to be hanging on the guest bathroom door there had to be some significance to it.
Flipping open the note, Jack read it. Then he re-read it. Looking up at me, he was extremely confused. Not that I could blame him, I was confused by the note, too.
“All you’ve got to do is remember. Same place. Same password.” Jack read gruffly.
His eyes caught mine and studied me.
My eyes closed, and I strained to remember. Something. It was a whisper. A brush against my consciousness, and then it was gone. “I don’t remember. I remember mostly everything from before. I can tell you what we did all the way up until the day you left. Then nothing.”
“Don’t strain. It’ll come. Come sit down with me and we’ll go over the computer.” He said, tapping his lap for emphasis.
I went willingly, sitting down gingerly. I made sure my robe didn’t expose anything important, and leaned back against his chest. Why I bothered, seeing as he’d just seen all those important things, and more, just a few moments ago was anyone’s guess. His arm came around me, settling just underneath my breasts and we went to work.
An hour and three porn folders later, we weren’t any closer to anything than when we started. “I can’t believe he hid that under your name!”
Jack snorted behind me. “The man knew I’d find it and get a kick out of it. He’s crazy like that. Was crazy like that.” He corrected.
I cupped the back of his head with the palm of my hand, patting lightly twice before standing and stretching my arms over my head. My robe gaped open a few inches and I found myself propped up on the computer desk with my ass on the keys. Jack’s body was in between mine in the next instant, and I was lost.
“Goddamn, but you undo me. You don’t even know that you do, either. That’s what makes you so sexy.” He muttered against the side of neck.
His lips traveled from just below my ear giving wet kisses all the way down until encountered the collar of the robe. His left hand moved up slowly until he reached the collar and then slowly pulled it aside, baring my top half to his seeking eyes.
His other hand tangled in my hair but stopped when his fingers tangled up with my hair band. Wasting no time, he deftly removed it with a flick of his fingers and my crazy curls cascaded down my back and over my chest.
“That’s better.” He whispered against my collarbone.
Grabbing my hair in his fist, he pulled back just hard enough that a tingle of pain coursed through my body. Legs working on their own volition, circled his hips, and pulled him closer so his crotch was snugged close to mine.
The hard line of his cock worked its way up and down my slit. Just as he was lifting the thin fabric of my robe out of the way, a hoarse rasping shout came from the room that Tai was sleeping in.