Friends With Full Benefits (Friends With… Benefits Series (Book 2)) (18 page)

My fault

Can I ask u something?

Anything

Am I bigger than Brian?

Jillian glanced at him, unsure whether she should answer, then shrugged, and texted:
Really, this is information you want to have

Well... yes... he saw me naked once when he was eighteen and I was eleven, and he made fun of mine

That bastard... I’d say at least two inches more

I knew it.

They shared a broad smile.

Jim typed:
Was that 2 inappropriate of a question?

No, we’ve seen each other naked, and I write dirty erotic books so I think the inappropriate ship has sailed. Nothing is off limits in fact in one of my novels it took me two paragraphs to describe my main character’s penis, and I spent one whole paragraph just on the head, so I can talk/write about penises all day

LOL OK but I’m done with the penis questions

Jillian sent a sad face icon and smiled at him.

He fired off another text:
Can I give you a compliment without it being weird?

shoot

OK, then I must tell u your body is perfect... how the hell did my brother get u he’s a douche

She smiled brightly as she texted:
He’s a good guy and he’s cute

JK he is a good guy, do u have a sister

LOL no

Suddenly a huge moan spilled out of Beverly, then Edward followed with one. Jim and Jillian covered their mouths to keep from really LOLing!

Jim sent:
If he ever screws this up with you I’m available

LOL OK

Where is heeee?????

Don't know. He will never believe this

Jim paused a moment, thinking, and his face lit up. He texted back:
I’ll record it...

She returned a smile. He pushed buttons on his phone and held it near the bottom of the door, just in time to hear Beverly moan loadly and say, "Higher Power, thank you so much for Edward’s big cock."

Edward said, "Your cunt is so tight."

Jim and Jillian shared a sickened look. Then Beverly said, "I’ll bet that whore lets Brian fuck her like this, and she doesn’t even pray after." Jillian’s jaw hit the floor. As the moaning and inappropriately freaky comments continued, Jillian’s phone lit up. She saw it was a text from Brian.

I’m here... now what?

She turned the phone to Jim, so he could read the message, then they shared a shrug. She thought a moment and smiled as she texted to Brian:
Bang on your parents' door. Tell them you received a text from us that said we were lost in the woods. Have them help you look... get them both out of the house. Then meet us at tree house with parents... hurry!

Ten seconds later, Jillian and Jim could hear Brian banging. The moaning in the sex room stopped, and they heard louder banging.

Brian shouted, "I need your help! Jillian and Jim are lost in the woods, and I need you to help me find them."

Beverly whispered, "Oh, crap. Get dressed. That whore better not be alone with Jim and trying to fornicate with him, too."

Edward said, "Shit."

From the closet, the trapped pair heard clothes rustling and someone bounce into the door. They held their breath a moment, fearing being caught.

Brian yelled, "Are you coming out?"

Beverly said in a sweet tone, "Just a second, Honey. We'll be right there."

Edward asked, "Do we need to pray?"

"We didn’t cum yet. So, no, you idiot."

Jillian and Jim heard the bolt lock turn, the door open, the two lunatics leave the room, then close and lock the door. After waiting a moment, he opened the closet door slowly, and listened as the voices of Brian and his parents faded away. As they walked into the room, the smell really hit them. They both held their noses and looked like they were about to throw up.

She whispered, "Just get me out of here!"

He unlocked the door, they burst through, each taking a deep breath of fresh air. Turning back, he closed the door and looked at the lock. "I can’t lock it; I need the key."

"Just leave it. We’ve got to get out of here."

She took off, and he was a step behind her.

Ten minutes later, Brian and his parents were standing at the base of the tree house. Brian called up, "Jillian?"

Jillian popped her head through the hole. "Hey, we’re up here."

Beverly looked up and frowned. "Brian said you were lost in the woods."

"We were just playing a joke on him." Jillian returned a casual smile. "He didn’t get you two involved, did he?"

Beverly glared up at her, and Jillian put on a slightly angry face as she said, "I hope he didn’t tear you away from anything... important."

Edward and Beverly shared a shocked look and quickly turned their attention to Brian.

Brian simply said, "Sorry."

"Jim, are you up there?" Beverly asked.

"Yes," he called down.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"Are you dressed?"

"Mom, of course I am!"

Brian stared at her, horrified, as his mother said, "Come down here this instant."

Edward yelled up in a stern voice, "Now, young man."

Jim came down the ladder, and they looked him over. Ed and Bev turned an angry stare up to Jillian, who was again poking her head out of the hole. Beverly said, "Your father and I have some stamp collecting work to do, and we don’t want to be disturbed."

Jillian grinned. "I’d love to see your collection sometime."

Edward returned a polite nod, and Beverly dragged him away.

The three sat up in the tree house. After Brian heard the entire story and had listened to the horrifying recording, he sat shocked, just staring at the floor.

"Are you going to let her call me a whore?" Jillian asked with an edge to her voice.

Brian ignored Jillian as he asked Jim, "Do you think we’re adopted? We have to be adopted, right?"

Jim didn't answer and instead pleaded, "Take me back to Miami with you guys. Please. I can’t stay here. I don’t think I can ever again."

"Don’t you have a summer class?" Brian asked.

"It doesn’t start for a week."

Jillian gave him a motherly look. "Of course you can stay with us. Anytime you want."

The "Higher Power" lunatics returned to the sex room and didn’t suspect anything when they found the door unlocked. They just figured that they had forgotten to lock it. They were in too much of a hurry to get back to their unfinished business to give it a second thought. Jim, Brian, and Jillian returned to the house two hours later and found Ed and Bev, appearing oddly calm, in the living room. Brian told them their flight the next day had been cancelled, and they had to get on a plane that day instead. They also informed them that Jim was coming with them. The Nashes didn't appear pleased that their son was heading off to Miami with Brian and Jillian, but they didn't try to stop him.

After secretly spending the night in a hotel and barely getting any sleep, the three victims of posttraumatic stress disorder sat together in the tight seats of a southbound plane. Jillian stared straight ahead as she said, "Your parents need a lot of therapy."

The Nash boys simply nodded. Glancing at Jim and Brian, she felt sorry for them both. She would make a home for Brian, but what about Jim? He needed someone to put him on the right path.

"Maybe when Victoria gets her license, she could help them?" Jillian raised her eyebrows to Brian. He gave her a look that said,
Are you nuts?
She shook her head and added, "Bad idea."

Jillian thought,
Victoria—yeah, Victoria. Maybe I should introduce Jim to Victoria. Would that be a good thing for him? Even though Jim had that amazing night in Atlantic City, he still has a long way to go to get over his shyness. Victoria can definitely help with his admittedly lacking oral sex skills. Jim is certainly her type, but could that scar him for life? Oh wait—Victoria’s exclusively dating John. Well, that’s the end of that. Maybe Rob knows of a nice girl?

With his eyes floating between Jim and Jillian, Brian said, "Let’s never discuss the closet or the room again."

"Okay," they both agreed.

"Did you delete the recording?"

"Yes," Jim replied.

"Let’s talk about something else—anything else," she said.

The three sat in silence for a moment, struggling to erase the sounds from their minds. All three shared a similar thought:
Thank God I didn't actually see what was going on in the room... that would be much, much harder to erase from my memory.

After a few more minutes of silent reflection, Jim smiled. "Well, Atlantic City was a blast."

"Some of us had a little more fun than others," Brian said with a grin.

Jillian elbowed him. "You didn’t have a good time?"

"I didn’t say that, but you’ve got to admit Jim might have had a little better time."

Jim looked on with a smile as Jillian frowned. "What about," she whispered the rest in Brian's ear.

Remembering, he put on an evil grin. "Oh yeah that was pretty, uh—"

Jim shook his head at the happy couple as he turned to the window. He began to daydream about Caroline’s amazing body, and the events from the previous night. He moved his hands over his lap.

While Jillian was away, Victoria spent every night with John. They alternated between sleeping at her house and his. They had sex every day, and his performance improved with every session. She was enjoying having a real boyfriend for the first time in almost two years.

The night Jillian returned from Delaware, she invited Victoria over for dinner. John had a late practice session and couldn’t make it, but Victoria was looking forward to catching up with Jillian and meeting Brian's younger brother.

Jim, Victoria, and Brian sat outside after finishing a steak dinner. They all wore swimsuits. Jim had a hard time not staring at Victoria, as her bikini was incredibly sexy. Victoria had, of course, noticed him as well, and as she stared, nearly salivating at him, Jillian emerged from the house carrying a bottle of champagne and wearing a huge smile.

"We have some news for both of you," Brian said.

Jim and Victoria looked on curiously as Jillian joined them at the table. Brian poured the champagne. "I’ve asked this beautiful, amazing woman to marry me, and she said yes."

"What’s her name? When can we meet her?" Victoria joked.

Brian and Jillian glared at her. Jim found himself inexplicably beginning to get a little emotional. He moved his hands to cover his mouth.

"I already knew this, so what’s my news?" Victoria asked.

Jillian said, "I would like you to be my maid of honor."

Victoria smiled. "I was never going to speak to you again if you didn’t ask me."

Brian noticed Jim wearing the expression of a ten-year-old boy who just found out his dog died. "Are you okay?"

Jim curled his lip as he stammered, "I, uh… I’m just so happy for you both. You make... an amazing couple... and maybe you'll..." His words trailed off as he worked to regain his composure.

Jillian waved her hand in front of her face, fighting off tears, as she watched Jim's reaction.

Almost grimacing, Brian tentatively said, "Jimmy, I’d, uh, like you to be my best man."

Jim exhaled deeply, and a single tear fell from his eye. Brian gave him an odd look. Jim's lip quivered. He quickly wiped away the tear. "I don’t know why I’m having... this reaction. It’s like that John Boehner guy. He talks about kids..." He tried to pull himself together by clearing his throat. "…that he doesn’t even know, and he loses it—and he’s the damn Speaker of the House." Standing, he turned away from them.

All eyes were on him. Victoria’s mouth was wide open. Jillian appeared to be moved beyond words.

Brian gave his brother a concerned look. "Dude, do you need a Valium or something?"

"No, I’m going to be okay." Turning back with his emotions under control, Jim smiled. "I might need to take one during the ceremony. I don't know what it is..." He laughed then let out a long, slow breath. "Maybe, uh because our parents have always been such freaks…" He started to well up again and his voice cracked as he continued, "…and this shows me there's hope for us to... I don’t know, have our own normal families. It's stupid, but I..."