CHAPTER 16

ADAM

 

My messenger pings with a message, I look away from my screen for a second to see Darcy’s name. I open the message, curious. Fuck me! The last thing I expect to see is Darcy standing in black underwear.  My eyes widen and my dick goes hard, instantly. picking up my phone I tap out a message.

 

Me: Fuck me babe! The next time I see you, you better be wearing that so I can peel it from your sexy body xx

 

She must have her phone in her hand waiting for my response because the bubbles appear as soon as my message is sent.

 

Darcy: You like it then?

 

Me: Like? No, I fucking love it! How am I supposed to concentrate on work with a rock on?

 

Darcy: :-D :-D :-D :-D

 

Me: Yeah you need laugh. That’s twice today now. Maybe you should come back around here and sort it out for me, what d’ya say.

 

Darcy: Aww I’m sorry I can’t. I got work tomorrow. I need an early night :/

 

Me: I’ll just sort it out myself, then shall I? LOL It’s ok that picture’s going in the wank bank, thanks x

 

Smirking I press send. It goes off almost immediately after.

 

Darcy: Have you really just said you’ve put my picture in the wank bank?

 

Me: Yep

 

Darcy: OMG!

 

Me: I’m gonna have to build it up though now…

 

Darcy: Do some work will ya! LOL: -*: -*

 

Me: Ha-ha. Call you later beautiful. xxx

 

I slip my phone back in my pocket smiling. My mind really wasn’t on work after that picture Darcy sent, so I log everything off and go downstairs. Mum and Dad are in the living room. Dad’s asleep with the footy on and Mum’s reading.

Sitting by Mum I try to sneak a peek at what she’s reading, when I can’t see the title I ask, “What are you reading?”

“Erotic romance!” she says raising her eyebrows.

“Nice, my mother is reading about kinky sex. Do I need to tell Dad?”

“Dad knows, now shut it. Cheeky sod.”

“Oh yeah.” Cringing I look at Mum, “Ewww. I don’t think I can erase that image now.”

Mom smiles wide as I cringe thinking they’re into kink. Shaking my head, I try to rid my brain of that image but it’s not working.

I turn to watching the telly instead. I really don’t know what the big deal is with football, it’s one sport that doesn’t interest me whatsoever.

“Was Darcy okay, this morning?”

Oh fuck, trust Mum to notice, she doesn’t miss a trick this woman, it’s why we never got away with anything when we were kids.

“Yeah… she was okay, that time of the month is on its way, you know when you women get possessed by the devil himself when we say something wrong.”

Mums head turns quickly to face me, “What would you know? When was the last time you had a steady girlfriend?”

“I didn’t need a steady girlfriend to know that... you are bad enough, that’s how I know. Every month when we were kids we used to hide if we’d pissed you off in case your eyes turn red and you sent us into the fiery pits of hell.”

I laugh out loud but Mum doesn’t find it too amusing. She slaps me around the head though. “What was that for now?”

“Because I’m your mother and I can!”

“You’re so cruel to me!” I say as I pout.

“So, are you getting on okay?”

“Yes, mother! She’s just got a bit on her plate that’s all but I’m going to help her out.”

“Aww you’re such a good boy. I love you,” she pulls me against her.

Turning my nose up at her, I wonder what this is all about? “Why are you being nice to me? You were just smacking me. I’m going.”

I stand up from the sofa. “DAD wake up! Mum’s being weird - she said she loves me. What the fuck is that all about?”

I run from the room before I get another slap as she shouts ‘ADAM!’ I knew that would get a reaction. Mum doesn’t like swearing but if she’s angry she can swear like a sailor, so I just do it all the time.

I grab some food from the kitchen and go back to my room to ring Darcy.

I fling myself on the bed with my phone, pull up my contacts and touch call. I wait for her sweet, sounding voice to fill my ears.

“Hey you.”

“Hey, babe. What you up to?”

“Not much, you? I’m going to bed in a bit, I’m knackered. I blame you of course.”

“Oh, why’s it my fault?”

“Because, I don’t need a reason - it just is.” She accuses as I smile wide at her sass.

“What is it with you women? I just wanted to hear your voice that’s all, and was wondering when I’m going to get another fashion show?!”

 

 

“You’re just a perv!” Darcy laughs. I’m inclined to agree though. We talk for a little longer until I hear her yawn and tell her I’ll call her tomorrow.

After setting my alarm, I put my phone on the bedside table, flick the telly on for a bit and settle down in bed.

I get up bright and early feeling refreshed, but also like there was something missing. One night with Darcy in my bed and I’m ruined.

I’ve got a meeting first thing with my boss, I have some running about to do for work and then I’m off to see Darcy at work and surprise her.

I run downstairs, my Mum - bless her, has made me a mug of tea and some toast.

“Adam, you’re gonna have indigestion, slow down.”

“I can’t, I’ve got a meeting.” I say with a mouthful of toast. Swigging down some tea, I grab my keys and I’m on my way towards the door. “Thanks for breakfast, Mum.”

Opening the front door, I turn around and go back to the kitchen. I kiss Mum on the cheek then leave; shouting bye as I’m pulling the door shut behind me.

 

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By the time I pull up at Ambrose mechanics it’s two thirty pm. I had to stop off at Taylor’s to pick up some flyers to put around the town for the garage to see if we can strike up more business.

I make sure to thank her for the sexy underwear before I left though. I know how much this garage means to Darcy and she wants to keep it going for as long as she can.

I head inside and see a couple of cars in here already, that’s without the flyers up so hopefully business is picking up slowly. I see the two mechanics, working on the cars inside so where is Darcy.

I walk through the garage, say hi to the lads and carry onto the office. Looking through the window, I see her. Standing in front of the filing cabinet, hair up showing off her gorgeous pale neck.

I quietly open the door and creep in, leaving it open behind me so she doesn’t hear. Tiptoeing towards her I wrap my arms around her waist, as she jumps in shock and shouts out.

“For fucks sake Adam - you scared me, you dickhead.” She turns and slaps on the chest emphasising her frustration, not that I need to be shown. “My heart’s pounding. How did you get in here so quietly?”

“I’m stealthy.”

Smirking, she shakes her head at me as I kiss down her neck. “What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” she groans.

“I missed ya!” Kissing back up her neck until I reach her luscious lips, I kiss her.

“I missed you, too.” The frown that’s creasing her forehead has now turned into a shy smile.

“So, have you got that underwear on?”

“At work? I don’t think so. Who’s going to see it here?”

“Nobody! Only me!”

“Exactly.” She grips my t-shirt in her fists and pulls me towards her and kisses me, reminding me that I’m the only one for her.