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She wondered why he was taking
such care driving her home.
    It seemed almost parental.
    She was getting sleepy again.
    Fuck, work was going to be a
nightmare tomorrow.
    As he eased the car into park he
turned and looked at her for a brief second and said, “I will walk you up.”
    “You really don’t have to…,” but he
was already out of the car and cornering her side. She heard the car lock
behind her and they started walking slowly to the door, conversation lingering,
but failing, on both their parts.
     
    “So, this is how a drunken, drug
addicted insurance agent lives,” he looked around her apartment scanning each
wall. He seemed interested and she set down her purse.
    “Do you want something to drink?”
she asked, not really sure if she should ask.
    “No, I am good.”
     He closed the distance
between them quickly and stood in front of her near her kitchen sink.
    “Jordy, I don’t date, I am not a
gentleman, and I sure as hell don’t work for anything. When it comes to women,
I mean,” he said, plucking a pretend piece of lint off his shirt, his demeanor,
arrogant.
    “Why are you telling me this?” Her
heart was sinking, this was it, and he was telling her good bye. Just as well,
she thought.
    “I just want to make it clear. I am
not a nice guy.”
    “Okay, Tite, so you don’t date or
do nice things and you’re an asshole to women?”
    She asked as a question.
    He rubbed his temple frustrated.
    “Look, Tite, I get it. I do,
really, and if you mean anything you say in your lyrics, I get the picture.”
    “Those are songs, but yeah, at
times I do mean a lot of what I say.”
    “What do you want me to say?” she
said, almost exasperated.
    Were they having a fight?
    “That you don’t expect anything
from me, ever.”
    “I don’t, and I won’t.” She looked
at him and tried to mean it honestly.
    “Don’t,” he warned.
    “Tite, I am just a flat-assed, mouse
pushing, drunken drug addicted insurance agent, who am I to expect anything
from you?” she teased.
    It worked.
    He gave a soft chuckle and put his
hands on her shoulders.
    “Jordania.”
    “Tite.”
    “I am leaving you to sleep now, but
I will help you make your quota soon.”
    “Good, I look forward to it.” She
smiled at him and he was staring at her and her lips again.
    “Do it,” she begged.
    And he did.
    He leaned over her, for what seemed
like an eternity, and took her lip in his mouth and sucked on it slowly. She
started panting right away and parted her lips.
    He kept sucking on her lip until
she moaned. She put her hands on either side of his face. She wanted him, she
pulled him closer to her and pressed her mouth on his and he gave in.
    He kissed her thoroughly and her
knees started to buckle, he scooped her up on the counter and pushed up her
skirt parting her legs putting him between them. He slid his hands up her
thighs, but slightly. She moaned again and wrapped her legs around him. He
kissed her neck and found his way easily beneath her shirt to her nipples
kissing her all over her chest, neck and throat. He slid his hand in, between
her legs and she gasped. He felt her for a long time, warm and ready for him.
He was ready for her and he ground his hips into her so she could feel him
against her.
    “Ready to clip your wings, yet?”
    “Yes, yes, yes, yes.” He grabbed
her hair and pulled her head back to face him. He looked at her long and hard.
He was all too ready for her but held back.
    “Jordy?”
    “Yes, yes, yes, yes.” He took a
deep breath and a step back. She started to take off her shirt and he stopped
her.
    “What the hell, Tite?”
    “Not now, Jordy,” he snapped.
    “What the hell is going on here?
Isn’t this,” she pointed below her waist, “what this is all about? Isn’t this
what you just explained to me?”
    “No, it’s not. Actually, I told you
not to expect anything from me, not that I was just going to fuck you and you
would never see me again. So this,” he touched her there