Tit for Tat Baby (13 page)

“Why do you want to … whip Aunty Jen?”

“I am just … annoyed Connor. Forget
about it.”

He looked into a small finger pointing
at him.

“Just remember, Uncle Call, Aunty Jen
is very small.  If you whip her, she is going to be very hurt!”

“I’ll remember squirt.  Now, I
can’t wait to see your new karate moves.”

How Jenna survived the rest of the
afternoon and through dinner she did not know.  Callum was livid with her
and did not even try to hide it.  He stared at her broodingly all the
time.  Megan eventually asked him why he was so grumpy.  Connor was
the fountain of information. He whispered loudly at his mom.

“He’s mad at Aunty Jen.  He said
he is going to … whip her ass!”

“Connor!”

“But Mom!  That is what Uncle
Call said!”

Megan glared at her brother and he
dropped his head on his chest.  Jenna chuckled and he scowled at
her.  She just shrugged, got up and disappeared down the corridor. 
She came back carrying two large canvasses.

“What is that, Aunty Jen?”

“As promised, little fairy and this
one is for you, little buddy.”

She placed the canvasses against the
back of the one couch and stood back.  The twins had their hands clasped
over the mouths.  They shuffled closer to the canvasses, amazement on
their faces.

“Wow … oh wow, wow, wow!  Aunty
Jen!  Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Connor turned around and slammed into
her and hugged her.  She hugged him back and then Caitlin who had tears in
her eyes.

“Thank you, my fairy Aunty Jen! 
You are the best!”

They turned back to the canvasses,
still in awe.

“Mom, Dad, Uncle Call … come
see!  Look what Aunty Jen did for us!”

They all crowded around the couch to
see what it was. Megan gasped and Liam exclaimed in awe. Callum was amazed that
Jenna went to so much trouble for the twins

“Jenna, how did you manage to do this
in between finishing that mural?  This is absolutely amazing!”

“See Dad!  It is my red dragon
fighting with the golden one!  But my red one is so strong and so big!  
Isn’t it cool?”

“It is, my boy and you Caitlin. 
What did Aunty Jen paint for you?”

“Oh Daddy, look.  It is so
beautiful!  Look at all the beautiful fairies!  And look, Mom. 
This one looks like you and this … the purple fairy …”

“Looks like you!  Oh Jenna! 
Thank you!  This is just so precious!”

Jenna smiled and their unbridled joy
at the paintings filled her heart.  Her eyes met Callum’s and he read the
unspoken desire in her eyes.  She lowered her eyelids, cursing
herself.  The thought that she would give up her career for her own kids …
his kids, flashed through her mind.

Jenna disappeared soon after and she
took a quick shower.  Mindful of the twin’s presence, she put on a pantie
and a large oversized tee-shirt.  She smoothed moisturizer on her face and
neck, body cream all over her body and brushed her hair. 

She fell into bed and turned on her
side to stare out of the window.  Her mind was in
turmoil.    Her bed felt empty without Callum in it.  Her
body felt incomplete with his hardness wrapped around her … and she felt lonely
without his presence next to her.  She closed her eyes and eventually fell
asleep.

She woke up with heat curling through
her, from where Callum was sucking her breasts directly to her core.  She
gasped when Callum surged inside her and his mouth closed over hers.  He
plunged in hard and slammed against her womb.  Her scream and his growl
merged in his mouth.  He thrust and Jenna thrashed while they clung at
each other, desperate for the release only their bodies together could offer
them.  It was the most intense climax either has ever had, because it was
so quick and totally uncontrolled.

Callum leaned back and his eyes
glittered into hers in the dimness of the moon shaded room.

“Don’t ever deny me this, Jenna! 
You are mine!”

He turned on his back and pulled her
on top of him.  He urged her hips higher and she gasped, resisting. 
His hands tightened on her hips, his eyes bored into hers.

“I want to fall asleep inside you,
Baby. Take me inside, please, little painter of mine.”

She could not deny the hoarse yet
raspy plea and lowered herself onto his shaft, moaning as he touched her womb
deep inside her.  He pulled her down and wrapped his arms around her
back.  His one hand caressed her back, the other clasped around her ass to
hold her tight against him.

Jenna
spread her legs wider and wiggled down, pressing him deeper and settled with
her head on his chest.  He sighed and she listened to his even breaths,
his hand stilled on her back as he slept, yet his arms remained wrapped around
her.  Jenna stared out of the window, she snuggled even closer against him
and stuck her hands beneath his shoulders.  Her eyes fell closed and she
too gave way to a deep sleep.

Megan
bullied Jenna into joining them on the side terrace after breakfast.  They
settled on the deep comfortable garden chairs with large puffed cushions while
the kids played cricket with Callum and Liam.

Callum was his relaxed self and he
even wrestled with Liam to the delight of the twins. Megan sat watching them
with a small, happy smile on her lips.  Her hands covered her belly and
she drew small circles on it with a faraway look on her face.  Jenna
gasped and Megan looked at her questioningly.

“Megan … are you pregnant?”

“How did you guess?”

Jenna chuckled and looked pointedly at
her hands.  Megan realized what she was doing and chuckled with her.

“How far are you?”

“I only realized it this morning. I
did not even tell Liam.  I want to make sure first, but I just know I
am.  I can feel it, deep inside me.  I am probably six weeks along.”

“I am so happy for you and
congratulations.”

Their attention was drawn by a cab
that pulled up in the driveway and a tall red head got out of the cab. 
Megan gasped.  The twins also noticed the cab and Connor glared at the
woman over the distance.  He looked at Callum that was still lying on the
grass on his back.

“What is she doing here, Uncle Call?

“Who?”

He got up and cursed when he noticed the
woman paying the cab driver and Ronan carrying her bags into the house. 
She was tall, beautiful and had a perfect body.  She walked towards them
with long, easy strides and a wide smile on her full lips.

Liam also got up and looked at Megan,
who clasped her hands, staring at Callum.   His face was
expressionless when his eyes caught Jenna’s, his eyes sending a heated message
in her direction.  She frowned and then her heart clamped in her chest.

“Callum!  Darling!  I missed
you!”

She ran the last few steps and flung
herself in his arms.  He caught her high on his chest.  She wrapped
her arms around his back and kissed him on his lips.  He hugged her
against him and she chuckled happily into his ear.  He lowered her to the
ground and they turned around.  His eyes immediately searched Jenna’s, but
she refused to look at him.

“Megan, Liam!  It is so nice to
see you too. Come here, little Caitlin.  Come say hi to Shelly!”

Caitlin shuffled closer and lifted her
cheek for Shelly’s kiss.  Connor huffed then went to stand next to Jenna
and put his arm around her shoulders, as if to protect her. 

“Well, Call darling, aren’t you going
to introduce me?”

Jenna took a deep breath, not needing
to be told who the beautiful woman, still in Callum’s arms, was.  She recognized
her the moment she came closer.  She was the super model, Shelly Watts.

“Shell, this is Jenna Burkes. 
Jenna, this is Shelly Watts.”

“Hi Jenna, pleased to meet you.” 

She held out her hand and Jenna had no
alternative but to take her hand.

“Likewise.”

Jenna’s voice was husky and she
cleared her throat.  Connor rubbed her arm and she looked at him.  He
glared angrily at the woman in his Uncle’s arms.  She turned towards him
and rested her left hand on his chest.  The sun flashed on the diamond on
her finger and nearly blinded Jenna.  She sat frozen and could not seem to
take her eyes of the large solitaire diamond ring on her finger.

“What are you doing here, Shell.”

“Do I really need an excuse to visit my
fiancé, darling?  I am only staying for a week, if that’s okay with you?”

Jenna felt the blood leave her face
and she knew she was pale when Megan looked at her.  She struggled to
breathe.  She had to get away.  Oh God, she had to get away from
here!

Ronan came running closer, his legs
pumping furiously.  He stopped and gasped for breath.

“Lassie … the’e be a call fer
ye.  It’s yer fathe’.  He says it’s urgen’.”

Jenna got up immediately.

“Please excuse me.” 

Her voice was thick and she swallowed
hard.  She walked a wide circle around the couple and then started to run.
She nearly stumbled and fell, but not because she was in a hurry to get to the
phone, because of the tears blurring her vision and she could not see where she
was going.

By the time she got to the den she was
heaving for air and gasping to keep the tears back. She grabbed the phone and
took a deep breath to compose herself.

“Daddy?”

“Hi Jen.  How are you, my girl?”

“What is the matter, Daddy? 
Ronan said it was urgent.”

“I … ehm … don’t know why he did
that.  I only asked to speak to you.”

Jenna felt the tears run down her
cheeks.  Dear Ronan.  All he wanted to do was get her away from
Callum and Shelly.  If anyone knew where Callum slept the past week, it
would be him.

“Daddy, I want to come home! 
Please … I can’t stay here!”

“What happened, my girl?”

“It’s … I can’t do this … Daddy
please!”

“I am sure McGregor would not have a
problem with you coming home for a week or so.”

“Not just for a week!  I want to
come home!”

“Jenna, we spoke about this.  You
know how important this is.”

“I know.”

He spent talking and calming her down
for another thirty minutes.  By the time she replaced the receiver she was
much calmer and anger was slowly replacing the hurt that ripped through her
heart.  How could he do it to her? He was an engaged man, yet even last
night he … damn him … had to be inside her when he fell asleep!  The
bloody bastard!

She ran up to her room and changed
into Sissy Boy skinny jeans with a skimpy beige and gold glittery top that stretched
tight across her chest.  She sat in front of the mirror and added smoky
bronze and gold eye shadow to her eyes, darkening her eyelashes with mascara
and added a dark purple lipstick to her lips.  She slipped strappy high
heeled gold sandals on her feet.  She threw her cell phone in her purse
and stomped to the garage. 

Ronan came running to her and she
turned to him.

“Are ye alrigh’, Lassie?”

“I’m fine, Ronan.  Thank you, you
are a very special man!”

She kissed him on his cheek and got
into the Evoque.

“Whe’re ye goin’, Lassie.”

“I am going dancing, Ronan.  I’ve
had enough of sitting at home!”

“The Laddie is no’ goin’ ter like it.”

“Stuff the Laddie!  I don’t give
a damn!  Don’t wait up for me Ronan.  I plan on partying through the
night!”

She reversed out of the garage and
took off with a screech of tires.  She noticed Callum shouting and running
towards the road to intercept her and she slammed her foot on the fuel
pedal.  The powerful vehicle shot forward and she sped through the
gate.  Suddenly she felt free when she maneuvered down the slope.

She reduced speed and took the turns
at a more sedated speed.  She ignored the phone when ‘We will rock you’
started ringing.

“Go to hell, Callum McGregor! 
Take your … fiancé to bed!”

She closed her mind to all thoughts of
him and his beautiful fiancé and turned onto the freeway.   Jenna
knew if she wanted to retain her sanity that she had to surround herself with
people.  She ended up at the Belfast Waterfront and was just in time for a
musical show. 

She slumped down in a chair in the
center of the theatre and was soon entranced with the show.   Her
phone started ringing again and she cursed.  She grabbed it from her bag
and switched it off, glaring at the name that flashed with the ringtone and a
song that she was starting to hate.

During intermission she looked around
and was startled when a large body sat down next to her.  She swung her
head around and sighed with relief when she recognized the young man from the
Titanic museum.

“Hi again. Fancy meeting you
here.  I see this as fate!  My name is Jason Hulk and I am a Master
student at the Science Park.”