A Forbidden Love (The Forbidden Series) (10 page)

“Oh,
that’s one of Jake’s sluts. She
say
anything?”

“Yeah,
just some girl stuff.
Nothing you’d care to hear.”

“Alright,
well come back to bed.”

I
tried to calm myself down long enough to get back into the bed. He pulled my
hair away from my face, and planted a kiss on my cheek. I couldn’t bring myself
to tell Allan what she said, not now.

Chapter
6
:
Honesty

Al
and I were sitting across the table from each other, enjoying the cinnamon pancakes
I just made, when I got the urge to be spontaneous. I walked around the kitchen
table and instantly fell to my knees in front of him. I slowly unlatched his
silver belt buckle and unzipped his pants, exposing his huge stiff cock, and
shoved it down my throat.

“Go
down as far as you can, it’s alright if you choke,” he moans.

Tilting
my head up with his hand, he looked into my eyes deeply, admiring my oral
technique, as I played with his hard meat.

“Ah
shit, please don’t stop.”

I
continued pleasing him until he exploded in my mouth. He then raised my body
into the air and firmly placed my ass on the granite counter top; yanking my
panties from underneath my skirt, and thrusting his cock in and out of me. He
used the cabinets for assistance as he pounded me harder and harder against the
faux wood, slamming my head against it.

While
choking back several moans, I caught a glimpse of a shadow out the corner of my
eye. I looked over Al’s shoulder and in the hallway stood Jake, mimicking his
brothers every stroke behind his back.

“What
are you doing here?”

Al
quickly turned around and gunned for his brother with his pants holding on for
dear life around his ankles. He stopped to fix himself and cursed down the
hallway.

“You
disgusting bastard, get the fuck out of here!”

I
sat down on the cold tile and bawled my eyes out. “What is wrong with him?”

“He’s
a sick fuck, always has been, always will be. Come on---sweet-face, let’s go
back to my room, it’ll all blow over soon.”

“No
it won’t, Al. I’m leaving!”

The
journey back to Waltham was a nightmare. I envisioned Jake’s hazel eyes,
staring at my legs wrapped around his brother’s half naked torso, copying his
every move over and over in my head. I climbed directly into bed as soon as I
got home, hoping this was all just a horrible dream.

Al
tried to call me several times. Each time I sent his call straight to voicemail
and then eventually shut the phone off. My eyes filled with tears, quickly
flooding my pillow. Eventually, I stopped crying long enough to pass out
because when I re opened them it was morning again.

I
turned my phone back on and had several new voicemails. Most were from Allan,
except one from a private number.

“You
will be mine, Alecia Moore. Nothing will keep us apart. I know you want me, we almost
became one but you panicked, and that’s okay, I’ll wait for you.”

It
was no longer a mystery, the restricted caller was Jake. I couldn’t decide if I
should just tell Allan the full truth now, about the kiss, the hotel, the note,
and the harassing calls. I mustered up the courage to call and confess, but
once I heard the pain and sorrow in his voice, I couldn’t bring myself to cause
him anymore grief.

“Ice
listen, I know you don’t deserve this, and you definitely don’t deserve the
bullshit associated with me, but I’d like to take you out tonight. Just you and
me on our very first official ‘date’, you don’t have to come anywhere near this
house, I can meet you down the street or any place you’d like.”

“I-I
don’t know what to say.”

“Just
say ‘yes’, it’ll be one hell of a night to remember.”

“Yes,
but where do we meet?”

“There’s
a tree around the corner similar to the one in my yard, I’ll be there right
beside it.”

“Alright.”

“Be
there at seven o’clock sharp.
If you don’t show up its
whatever.”

“I’ll
be there.”

I
scanned my closet for a simple, yet casual outfit for this chilly fall evening.
I was nervous and excited to have my first official date with Al. I found a
gray cable knit cowl neck sweater, my dark blue skinny jeans, and my black
mid-calf riding boots. Paired with my long black trench coat, I should be
fairly warm tonight.

I
made my way to the tree around the corner from Al’s house and he was standing
right beside it, patiently awaiting my arrival. I parked in front of him and
cracked my window.

“I
wasn’t sure if you were gonna show up.”

“I
told you I was coming, who could pass up free food?” I giggled.

“Slide
over, I’m driving tonight.”

“Where
exactly are you taking me?”

“To
Fire and Ice.”

“I’ve
never heard of it.”

“Good,
well let’s go.”

We
reach our destination in less than an hour. Allan parked the car in the Valet
area and walked around the opposite side to open my door.

“You’re
such a gentleman.”

“I
aim to please.”

There
were three levels inside the building. Level one was the bar, fitted with
wooden bar stools and tall round tables, Level two was the dining area and
Level three was the private party area. We made our way up to the second floor
for dinner.

The
lighting was very warm and inviting, there were separate round booths
underneath a brick wall backdrop with a waterfront view and several round
tables with chairs scattered all over the place. A huge circular grill sat in
the middle of the room, ready to cook food for an army of a hundred guests. We
chose a booth right by the window, with a waterfront view.

The
waitress, who was in awe of Allan, immediately came over before we sat down and
tried to take his drink order.

“What
could I get for you sir? We have a huge selection of wines and spirits you can
choose from. The first glass is on the house.”

“Can
you give us a minute to review the menu? I’ll call you when we’re ready, damn.”
Insulted, she rolled her eyes and quickly stormed off.

While
he figured out which wine we should drink I looked around the room, admiring
all the beautiful buffet style fixtures full of fresh fish, meat, veggies,
sides and sauces. The combinations of meals were endless! He finally chose a
house red wine and placed the order. We walked over to the buffet tables,
grabbed a couple of bowls, and filled them with different sauces, sides, and
raw proteins. We handed our bowls to the cook, who then spread our concoction
in a straight line on the grill and cooked them to perfection.

“How
is it?” he asked.

“Mouth
watering, I’ll definitely be going back for seconds!”

“How
did you find this place?”

“I
rather not talk about it, but enjoy your food sweet-face.” I was going to
pursue further, but I didn’t because I was afraid of the real reason he didn’t
want to tell me. There was a possibility that he could have discovered this
place with Jake, or an ex and it was irrelevant at the moment.

“So
if you’re from Auburn, how come you have a slight southern accent?”

“My
mom lives in Texas, and I stayed with her for a few years to help raise my
younger brothers.”

“Oh,
that was sweet of you. Family must be really important then huh?”

“Not
really, but maybe in a few years that’ll change. I’m only 28 so there’s plenty
of time for the ‘family’ scene later.”

“I
didn’t really plan on having kids, but I guess if I found the right guy, I’d
consider.”

“You’re
a college girl; you just worry about partying, homework, and fucking me...
That’s it.”

“Well
since you put it that way,” I said while trying to hide the embarrassment on my
face from what he just said, by picking up the half empty wine glass, swirling
the sweet dark liquid around and quickly gulping it down.

After
dinner, we returned to the Valet to retrieve my car. He handed the guy a five
dollar bill. “Here’s for your trouble.”

“Thank
you, sir.”

He
returned to the same tree I met him at earlier.

“I’d
love for you to come over, but I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”

“I
really do want to come over but, Jake.”

“Tell
you what, I’ll go check things out, and then I’ll come back and get you if it’s
safe.”

“Okay.”

I
watched him closely as he disappeared into the night. I locked the doors and
slid back into the driver’s seat of my car. After a few moments, I saw a figure
emerge from the shadows. Clutching the wheel I slowly shifted the gear in
drive, prepared to hit anyone that wasn’t Allan. Then I saw his perfectly white
teeth reflect off the light from my high beams. I unlocked the door and let him
back inside.

“He’s
not home, so you coming over?”

“Sure.”
I drove around the corner, but parked in front of the house so I could escape
quickly, if needed.

“Do
you have something more comfortable I could change in to?”

“Sure,
search my closet for whatever you need.”

I
snagged an extra large white t-shirt from the hanger and strip down to my bra
and panties, quickly tossing it over my head. He stripped down into his blue
Hanes. I lay down in his bed and he slid in behind me, placing his arms tightly
around my body. I anticipated him ripping his shirt off of me and sending me in
to ecstasy, but tonight was different, he just held me real close.

“Are
you alright, Al?”

“Yea,
I just like the feel of your soft skin against mine.”

I
broke free from his hold to roll over and face him, losing myself in his sleep
filled green eyes. Our beautiful moment was abruptly interrupted by loud thuds
against the front door.

“What
in the hell, hang here I’ll be right back.”

A
man with a very deep voice yelled, “Open up, this is the police!”

“Shit,
Al what did you do?”

“Trust
me, I’m not the one they’re here for.”

He
pulled his robe off the back of the door and went to meet the cop at the front
door. I peered around the door frame to attempt to hear what was going on.

“Sorry
to bother you sir, but are you Jake Shaw?”

“No,
that’s my brother, what’s going on?”

“We
believe your brother may be in some trouble.”

“What
kind of trouble?”

“A
young woman is accusing him of sexual assault.” I watched as the pigment slowly
faded from Al’s skin.

“Sexual
assault?
That doesn’t sound like my brother at all. I’ve never heard of him doing
anything like this, ever.”

“I
know sir, but sometimes loved ones do things we never think they are capable of
doing.”

A
huge knot formed in the pit of my stomach, and a sudden bout of nausea hit me.
I wondered if he may have hurt an innocent girl because he couldn’t have me.

“Is
he here by any chance?”

“No,
he’s not.”

“Well
if you see him, have him give me a call. My name is detective Dave Marshall and
my numbers on the card. Don’t worry he’s not going to get arrested, but we do
need to bring him downtown for questioning.”

“Okay.”

While
walking backwards into the room, I clumsily fell onto the bed, waiting for Al
to come back and fill me in on what happened.

“Jake
is in some deep shit.”

“So
I heard.”

“Are
you alright Ice? You’re looking mighty pale.”

“I,
uh yeah, I’m fine. I just feel for that girl that’s all.”

“You
think he actually did it? Jake may be many things but he’s far from a rapist.”

“You
do know him better than I do, but the bruises you still wear on your knuckles
say otherwise.”

“You
know what Alecia, I think you should go.”

“Are
you serious right now?”