Chapter 10
Makenna
Mr. Duncan dropped me off at my house and I furrowed my brow. Why was my car still in my driveway? I thought Brewer had told me it was being towed away. I waved my ride off and he smiled at me, then backed out and headed down the road.
Then, I turned to take in my house.
I knew Ana was aware of where the spare key was, but I wasn’t sure what I was going to find when I walked inside. Was Brewer okay with Ana? Did she give him any troubles? Did she have a terrible first day of school? Was she standing on top of his burning corpse?
I sighed as I walked up to the front door and stuck my key in. I unlocked it and pushed the front door in and was surprised when I heard the soft sound of silence. Nothing but the hallway light was on, and as I closed the door behind me I went to go yell out for them.
But I didn’t even get a breath drawn before a small hush came from the living room.
I whipped my head around and a smile graced my cheeks. Ana was curled up into the crook of Brewer’s body and she was fast asleep. The television was on low and there was a book in her lap and she was fully dressed in her pajamas and ready for bed.
“She wanted to stay up and wait for you,” he said.
My smile grew wider as I walked towards them.
“What book is that?” I asked quietly.
“Oh. One of four we picked up at the store in town.”
“How much do I owe you?”
“Nothing,” he said. “They were cheap. Fifty cents apiece, maybe. She wanted me to read to her with cartoons going in the background.”
I looked over at the television as Brewer stood to his feet. Ana curled up on the couch with her book pressed against her chest. I watched him pull a blanket down and cover her body, tucking her in as if she was his own. The sight was disorienting. This massive man with grease around his fingernails and muscles pulling at his shirt, and he was tucking in this little angel with such ease and grace.
It was hard to snap out of. To pull myself away from the scene.
“How did your first day of work go?” Brewer asked.
“It had its ups and downs, but I think it’s going to be a good fit,” I said.
“Good. That’s good.”
“Thank you so much for all your help today. Please let me pay you.”
“Nope. No payment necessary.”
“Brewer-”
“No,” he said.
It was the commanding tone his voice took that sent electricity shooting through my stomach. His eyes were hard on mine and his stance was strong. I felt my knees growing weak underneath his gaze. I nodded and held my arm out so I could walk him to the door and he took one last look as Ana.
Like he was reminiscing on their evening together.
I escorted him out onto the porch and closed the door behind me. He wasn’t making a move to go back to his house, so I figured he wanted to talk. I stared out at my car and studied it, waiting for him to say something.
Anything to keep him around longer.
“I fixed it up for you, by the way.”
“Hmm?” I asked.
“Your car. That’s why it’s not gone,” Brewer said.
“Wait, you what?”
“Yeah. The tow truck was struggling to haul it away so I told him to leave it. I took a look at it and there wasn’t much that needed to be fixed. A cracked water reservoir. An oil change. A stuck alternator. I temporarily hot wired your car to make sure the engine wouldn’t smoke up again if it got started, so all you have to do is try cranking it with your key.”
I looked up at him as my jaw slowly unhinged.
“That’s the only way we can check to make sure the alternator’s not bad. If it is, I got one I can replace it with.”
“I’m paying you,” I said.
“No, you’re not.”
“Yes, I am. You bought car parts, Brewer. You changed the damn oil. You gave me a working car again. I’m paying you.”
“No,” he said.
“That voice isn’t working a second time.”
“I’m still not accepting the money.”
“Then maybe you’ll accept this.”
Before I could think about what I was doing, I slammed myself into his body. Barreled him into the railing of my porch as my lips crashed to his. Electricity shot through my body, all the way down to my toes. His hands grasped my hips tightly and pulled me closer to him as my lips parted and his tongue slowly entered my mouth. I tilted my head off to the side, opening myself up to him as I leaned the weight of my world into his chiseled muscles.
His hands drifted up my shirt and immediately went for my bra. He unhooked it with one hand as the other massaged the dip in my lower back. He arched back into me, his body standing tall as his hands moved around. He was cupping my breast. Massaging my engorged nipple until I was whimpering against his lips. He turned his body around and sat down into a chair on my porch, tugging me into his lap.
I could feel his thickening girth pressing against my thigh as our tongues battled for dominance.
My hands raked through his hair as his hand shoved itself down my pants. Cupping my ass and pulling me into him as a groan emanated from his throat. My lips were swelling against his. I could feel my pussy heating as he ground up into my hips.
But then I heard Ana calling out my name.
Calling out Brewer’s name.
Calling out for anyone in the house.
I scrambled off Brewer and tried to fix myself up as best as I could. I fastened my bra back and readjusted up my pants as he stood up from the chair. He reached down into his pants and re-situated his cock, not bothering to conceal the thick length he had in the palm of his hand.
I caught a glimpse of it and had to bite back a moan.
“Um… thank you,” I said. “For everything.”
“Not a problem. I’m here to help,” Brewer said.
“I gotta get back to Ana. It’s past her bedtime.”
“I figured as much.”
My eyes fluttered up to his and I could see the blush in his cheeks. I could feel his body heat radiating out towards me. Begging me to fall back into his arms and crash him into the chair.
But I couldn’t.
Ana was asking for me and I couldn’t ignore that.
“Well, goodnight,” I said.
“Goodnight Makenna.”
“And thanks again. For everything. Like my car. And the… um…”
“Babysitting,” he said.
“That, too. Yes.”
I felt my neck flushing with embarrassment as he grinned at me.
“Mommy?”
“I’m coming, Ana,” I said.
“Tell her I said goodnight,” Brewer said.
He walked over and pressed his lips to my cheek and I sighed as I leaned into the connection.
“I will,” I said breathlessly.
“Good.”
Then I walked into the house and scooped my daughter in my arms, desperate to put some space between him and I.
Because if I didn’t, I wasn’t going to be able to control my actions.