The next morning, I wake up spooning a naked Jackie in my arms. I think I must have died and gone to heaven. Not only did we make incredible love last night, but we were so loud that I heard both Josh and Todd grumbling about it this morning in the hallway. Serves them right, I chuckle.

“What’s so funny?” Jackie mumbles as she turns to face me.

“Morning, Cinderella. Did you sleep well?”

“Like a baby.” She smiles. “You?”

“The same. Probably the best sleep I’ve had in a while. Would you like some breakfast?”

“Yes, I’m starving but I’m not sure if I’m ready to face your roommates. We got a little crazy last night.”

“Don’t worry, darling. They are gentlemen. They won’t tease you.”

“You sure?” she asks, sitting up, the sheet falling down to her waist, exposing her beautiful breasts.

“I never tease the girls they bring home, it’s bro code. You don’t do that.”

“Okay, if you say so. Are you going to head home this weekend?” she asks me out of the blue.

“I am home.” I laugh.

“No, I mean Clover, to your dad’s.”

“No, why would I? He kicked me out.”

“He kicked you out?” She looks at me shocked.

“Yeah, I thought I told you that.”

“What happened?’

“It’s been building for years. Besides, I’m almost twenty-five, it was time. You slept with me last night and you’re already trying to get rid of me?” I tease her.

“No, it’s just that it’s Father’s Day this weekend, and I just assumed you would want to go home and spend some time with him.”

“Well, honestly, the old man and I don’t see eye to eye on things lately.” Truth is, we haven’t been close since Mom died. “Jackie, spit it out, what’s on your mind?”

“Well, I’m leaving tomorrow to go back home for the weekend. It’s the first Father’s Day since Daddy died. We are all going to get together and have a barbecue in his honor.”

“It’s okay, I understand, you have to do the family thing. You’ll be back on Monday, though, right?”

“Yes, but I was hoping you would go with me.”

“You were?”

“You see, I didn’t know you were on the outs with your dad. I invited him over.”

“You did what?” I laugh.

“I invited him over on Saturday for a big barbecue.”

“Jackie, that was sweet of you, but I’m sure he will say no.”

“But that’s the thing, he didn’t. I kind of told him you would be there, and he said he would come. He was very nice on the phone.”

“Aw, Jackie.”

“I’m sorry. I knew you weren’t working this weekend, and I just thought it would be nice, you know. You don’t have to stay with him, you can stay with us. We have plenty of room.”

I look at her, with her bright eyes full of hope, there is no way I can turn her down. “You owe me, big time.”

“Yay!!!” She starts clapping and climbs over on top of me, hugging and kissing me.

On Friday, we pack our stuff and put it in my truck. I’m still not sure about this weekend, but the fact that my dad said yes to Jackie’s invitation has me curious why he would accept. Maybe because the Winstons have always been good customers? Hell, as large as the family is, it’s probably been what’s kept him successful as an auto mechanic all these years. He was pretty tight with Jackie’s father, Coach Winston, especially when I was playing varsity football. Maybe he is doing it out of respect for his memory. One thing is certain, he damn sure isn’t doing it for me.

“Can I drive?” Jackie chimes in, bringing me back to task.

“No way. My truck, I drive.” I puff out my chest, pretending she offended my masculinity.

“You don’t have to sound all caveman about it.” She laughs.

“I thought you liked it when I got all caveman with you. You had no complaints last night.” I hug her to me, kissing her neck.

“It was nice of your friends to give us the condo to ourselves last night.”

“Well, don’t be hurt, but they are glad we are leaving for the weekend. I think from now on they are going to be a little quieter when they bring girls home for the night.”

An hour later, we arrive at Jackie’s home. The Winstons live out in the country, with no telling how many acres of woods. The property has been in their family for many generations according to Jackie, who is sitting next to me, playing tour guide. She points out her many siblings’ houses that are on the way. She has so many that I lose track.

“Are you sure your mom is going to be okay with me crashing here?”

“Of course, I’m sure.” She pauses as her smile fades. “Especially since you will be sleeping in the guest room … alone.”

“What?” I look at her.

“It’s my mama’s house. I don’t think we should walk in and demand to share a room. Besides, she thinks you’re just a friend who needs a place to stay.”

“We could always get a room at the hotel.” I suggest.

“Do you think my mama would allow that? Besides, I think it will do us some good to spend a couple of nights alone.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Absence makes the heart grow fonder, right?”

“I’m pretty fond of you now.” I pull her close, nuzzling her neck, then biting at her earlobe.

“Come on, I’m sure she saw us pull up, we better go in,” she says, pushing me away and escaping my embrace before scooting to the other side of the cab to get out.

I watch her grab her bag from the back of the truck and head up to the porch, her cute little behind in her cutoff jean shorts taunting me, as it sways back and forth. She stops, turns, and smiles at me, waving me to hurry up and join her. Damn, it’s going to be a long weekend.

Mrs. Winston is very warm and welcoming and immediately makes me feel like one of the family, instead of a stray her daughter brought home. She shows me to the guest room, while Jackie goes upstairs to put her stuff away.

“I think the last time I saw you was at Holly’s wedding, right?” she asks as thoughts of how I made a fool of myself by fighting Ben Parker in the garden that night, enter my mind.

“Yes, ma’am, that was me.” I frown.

“Jaclyn told me you all made up and are friends now. I’m so happy to hear that. Julie and Ben are great kids.”

“Yep, we are cool now. I promise no fights this weekend,” I say, trying my best to smile.

“Make yourself at home. I have lunch ready in the kitchen.”

Friday is great as it is just Jackie, Mrs. Winston, and me hanging out. The biggest challenge is keeping my hands off of Jackie, but it is easier than I thought, knowing I don’t want to disrespect her mother. I would have felt the same way if my mom was still alive and I brought her home. It is still tough, though.

As the evening winds down, we end up watching some comedy movies with Mrs. Winston playing chaperone, sitting in the middle of Jackie and me. We watch one movie and are about to start another when Mrs. Winston stands up.

“I think I’m going to call it a night. You two have fun and I will see you in the morning. Good night, sweetie.” She kisses Jackie on the cheek, giving her a motherly embrace before turning to me and giving me a motherly hug too. “Good night, Tyler. I’m so glad you came.”

“Good night, Mrs. Winston.”

“Night, Mom. Love you.”

“Love you too, baby.”

Mrs. Winston retreats upstairs as Jackie and I remain on opposite corners of the couch. I am about to hit play again to start the movie when Jackie quickly springs on top of me, like a monkey girl.

“I thought I was going to die if I had to go one more minute without touching you,” she says as she starts kissing me.

“What about your mom?” I smile before stopping her assault of affection.

“She won’t be back down.” She stops before kissing my neck.

“How do you know?” I say, once again pushing her gently away.

“I have lived with the woman for twenty-one years. I know. Now kiss me.” She smiles before I take her lips with mine.

I have no idea how long we make out on the couch, but Jackie stops all of a sudden and stands, holding her hand out to me.

I take her hand as she leads me to my room, quietly pulling us in and shutting the door. The way she is being so sneaky, reminds me of high school.

“I thought you said we couldn’t do this.”

“What I said is that we can’t sleep together,” she says before jumping me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. She once again kisses me as her tongue feverishly plays with mine.

Luckily, we are not too far from the bed as I fall with her on top of it, still locked in our passionate embrace. I slow her down long enough to ask a question. “You sure about this? You think you can be quiet enough?” I tease her.

She rolls with me onto my back, giving me a kiss before sliding to the floor between my legs. Kneeling there, she begins working my shorts down. My penis springs out, rock hard and ready for her. I sit up long enough to watch her take me into her mouth before lying back on the bed in pure bliss. Where has this girl been all of my life?