Chapter 11
After lunch had settled, Evan took Jessica skiing for the first time. It was so cute to watch her waddle up the mountain, all bundled up in her pink marshmallow ski jacket and pants, which he had just bought her at a ridiculously high mark-up at the lodge. She struggled as he showed her how to position her legs and poles. She clearly was not ready for this, and she shrieked when Evan finally pushed her down the bunny slope.
“Pizza!” he shouted after her.
She struggled to make one but she was too slow, and crashed into the snowbank at the bottom.
Evan just adored her. She was so cute with snow on her face. He helped her up and rubbed the snow off. “Do you want to sign up for lessons? I’ll find you the best instructor,” he offered, not confident in his own teaching abilities.
“No,” she shook her head. “I want you to teach me.”
So he showed her what he could. Soon, they were able to coast down the bunny slope together. Evan reached out and held her hand the last time. “Are you ready to go up?”
They kept practicing on higher and higher slopes. Jessica was an impressively fast learner. Finally, though, she panted that she was tired. The sun was starting to go down, coloring the slops light blue and gray.
“Shall we hit the hot springs?” he asked her.
They went to the hot springs hotel and checked into a room. Jessica began to disrobe as soon as she stepped into the room, which was lit with cozy candlelight. Her whole body clearly hurt because she had difficulty moving.
“Here, let me help you.” He pulled her shirt over her head. “You will feel so good when you slip into the water. It’s nice and hot.”
She smiled at him shyly as the last of her clothes came off. It delighted him that she was still shy, when he had seen and touched every inch of her body. Her skin glowed in the candlelight and her earrings gleamed. She had yet to take them off and Evan got the feeling that no one had given her earrings before. She had worn many nice pieces of jewelry to work, but he got the feeling that they were items she had bought herself or gotten from family. All of her stuff, though nice, seemed a bit outdated or mismatched, as if she didn’t really have much money and was scrounging her drawers for things to look impressive at Davis Enterprises. It was touching that she tried so hard, but she was the type of girl to look lovely in just sweats and no makeup.
Jessica slid into the pool. “Ah,” she gasped in pleasure as the warm water enveloped her tight muscles.
“See? Told you.” He grinned as he slid his own clothes off and joined her. Indeed, the water was heavenly, steamy hot but thick with minerals. He realized that he was a bit sore himself. Skiing took a lot out of one.
Jessica immediately swam into his arms. They began to kiss. He gathered her hair behind her and the wet ends stuck to his fingers. Not caring, he tangled his hands up in her glossy locks as he sunk against her body, eager to plunge into her again. Something about her tantalized him and he just couldn’t get enough. He would live inside of her if he could, and never stop fucking.
“Are we going to make love in here?” she asked.
“Do you want to?” He pressed his erection into her hopefully.
She looked doubtful, then she grinned. “I have never had sex in water.”
“Let’s try it.” He rubbed his turgid head against her clit and felt her begin to open to him. As he slid in, she gripped his neck and tipped her head back to moan. Evan delighted in the feeling of her smooth, slick skin and the heat of her inside. Her pussy clung to him, flexing on him. He thrust into her, taking care not to finish just yet. He wanted to take it slow and enjoy every moment.
Jessica wrapped her legs around his waist and bobbed her hips with his thrusts. The water rippled around them as they made love. The heat and steam made their bodies slick with sweat almost immediately. When their mouths met, they wrestled tongues, and their moans echoed in one another’s throats. They undulated, reaching a rhythm where they were simply one being, joined at the hips, unwilling to ever come apart. Without saying anything, they gazed into each other’s eyes and felt the rhythm swell through their souls. Jessica’s earrings swung.
It was at that moment that Evan knew he loved her without a doubt. And he could see that she was in love with him too. He knew that she wasn’t ready to admit it, or give into it, but her feelings were real and solid and raw.
Evan woke up the next morning and groaned. It was time to go home. The idea filled him with loathing. He would have to go back to work Monday. While that idea was not entirely repulsive, he dreaded seeing his mother and hearing her reaction to his weekend shenanigans with Jessica. Undoubtedly she had heard all about it by now, considering how many spies she had planted throughout his life. How shameful it was, to be a mama’s boy at his age. He must look pathetic to Jessica to be under the control of his mother so much. How embarrassing!
He also dreaded achieving the civility that he and Jessica treated each other with at the office. She would come in wearing a skintight business dress and drive him crazy, but he couldn’t smack her ass or bend her over the drafting table. He would have to call her “Miss Allen” to avoid making other workers envious that he had a special relationship with her. Honestly, he could spend the entire month, or even the rest of his life, vacationing with Jessica and making love to her.
He was thankful to see her lying peacefully at his side, still asleep. The trust and bond that they had built this weekend was encouraging. But he was frustrated that she still kept up her pretense, especially when it was clear that she had feelings for him. Would she ever drop the façade? Did she actually have feelings for him, or was she just a scamming hussy? He angrily dismissed that thought from his head and got up to fix them another winning breakfast.
Jessica slid out of bed and yawned. “Should I start packing?” she asked him.
“Sure,” he replied grumpily. “I don’t want you to, but sure.”
“Why not?” She looked concerned.
“I wish I could just stay here forever,” he admitted with a small laugh. “I don’t want to go back.”
“Me neither,” she admitted. “This was…nice.”
“Yes, it was,” he agreed.
“We should do it again?” she suggested. “You know, before I leave.”
“Why would you leave? Where are you going?”
“Well, I meant, after this is over.”
“What, us working together?” He looked hurt. “It’s over as soon as we finish this project?”
“Well, wouldn’t it be?”
Evan shook his head. “I would be interested in still seeing you.”
Jessica hesitated. Then she offered him a wan smile. “We shall have to see what happens.”
Was it his imagination, or did he recognize sadness in her eyes? Maybe she was rethinking her plan to scam him and run off forever with his money. But the pull of his money, and her need to avenge her poor mother, appeared to be stronger because she wasn’t quite swayed yet.
After they ate, they went shopping in some of the pricey boutiques. Evan bought Jessica whatever she wanted. She seemed to have trouble getting used to the idea. She still wore the gold earrings from yesterday. While in one of the shops, his mother called.
“Yes, Mom?” Evan answered, trying hard to keep the irritation out of his voice.
“Are you enjoying my vacation house?” she said.
“I’ll be home today. Anything you need?”
“I just wanted to make sure that you are enjoying your weekend away with a con artist.”
Evan sighed. Jessica glanced up at him, and nodded when he rolled his eyes at her.
“It’s been a nice weekend. Now please don’t ruin it when I come back.”
“Ruin it?” She cackled, much like a witch. “That’s too funny. You would think that you weren’t my loving son, the way you speak to me.”
“You know what I mean.”
“I really don’t. All I do is try to guide you and protect you.”
“Okay, Mother. I have to go.”
His mother said something else, but Evan had already removed the phone from his ear and was hanging up. “She is mad that we used the vacation house,” he told Jessica.
Jessica smirked. “Don’t tell her what we did in there.”
“Oh, no, that’s our secret.” He pulled her close by the hip and nibbled her ear. “You like that shirt?” he added, noticing the piece she had been looking at.
She nodded.
“Okay.” He took it off the rack and added it to the bundle she had already picked out. She got him to buy himself a pair of Oakley sunglasses, even though he already had several pairs at home. Jessica was upset that he’d bought everything for her and nothing for himself, so he bought the glasses to make her happy.
Finally, after brunch with mimosas and delicious omelets, they returned home. Evan was glummer than he realized. Jessica tried her best to cheer him up. “Shall we fly home?” she finally asked.
“What?” he inquired. He looked at her like she was crazy. Indeed, she was. No woman that he had ever met or dated before was like her. She was infectiously different. And he loved that.
“Try it,” Jessica giggled. She rolled her window all the way down and thrust her upper body out of it and spread out her arms like an angel or a bird. “Woohoo!” she cried as a car flew past.
“Please stop that, miss!” Lenny called.
“It’s all right,” Evan told Lenny, as he rolled his own window down. Jessica made him want to have fun. She made him feel alive.
Back in the city, Evan still didn’t want to return to his usual life and Jessica didn’t seem to want to, either. The unhappiness on her face when they were in the city was apparent. So they went to various casinos and whiled away the day, gambling. Evan hit a small jackpot but they gambled it all away. They enjoyed dinner at the Excalibur as they watched dueling knights on horses. Evan had always thought the Excalibur was silly, but with Jessica it was simple, cheesy fun. They laughed and drank wine until they were rather tipsy. When a wench brought them turkey legs, Jessica ripped into hers without the manners of a lady and juice dribbled down her chin. Evan laughed as he wiped it with a napkin. The way she looked at him made his heart miss a beat. She seemed to be saying, “Thank you. Please don’t hurt me. I really like you so please don’t hurt me.”