“Did you have sex all night again?” Josh demanded.
“Something like that …” Scott said and got up, moving to the kitchen. He came up behind Jessica and placed his hand on her shoulder.
Jessica jumped. She was a bundle of nerves. Scott’s administration of the vibrator had wore her raw … but in a good way. Despite having more than enough of it, there was a yearning that still lingered between her legs. But she hadn’t heard Scott coming, and her whole body felt raw and particularly sensitive to any touch.
“Sorry,” Scott mumbled. “Are you okay?” he asked, rubbing her arms with his hands.
“Sure, I’m fine,” Jessica said without looking him in the eye. She was deeply disappointed with him. They had proven that his dream was possible yesterday, and he had no plans to do anything about it. It was so unfair. There was so much that she wanted to do and couldn’t, and here was his opportunity to live his dream and he wasn’t going to take it.
He dropped his hand to her bum and rubbed it gently.
“Are you okay down here?” he asked. Guilt choked his voice. This brought her eyes to his.
“Fine. I’m fine.” She replied.
She’d been surprised at how much pleasure she could actually have there. Once the initial terror had subsided, pleasure had rocked her. “Do you want one egg or two?”
“Two …” he answered not overly placated by her response.
“Hey Jess,” Jim said from the dining room, “Scott has to go into town today, but we could go riding again …”
Damn! Scott forgot about his appointment in town.
“I’m not going.” Scott said without thinking it through.
“What?” Jim and Josh asked in unison.
“I’m going to call and reschedule. It won’t be a problem.”
“How are you going to call? Riley and Angus took the cell phone.” Josh said.
Scott hesitated. That did pose a problem.
“I’ll just go to the corner store … call from there. I’ll be back in half an hour tops. But ummm, would you mind waiting for me to get back to go riding? I’d like to go too.” It was irrational and selfish for sure, but he couldn’t stand the thought of her riding with Jim and Josh without him.
“Okay, fine, we can wait.” Jim said.
“Have you thought of a secret to tell us yet?” Josh asked, overly casually. He’d been a little miffed that Scott had dragged Jessica off before she’d shared. Jessica got that deer in the headlights look again. Scott was thankful that he hadn’t thought of forcing it out of her last night. He would’ve felt even more like a heel.
“Not yet.” Jessica said, “Breakfast is ready …”
“You know, anything personal would do,” Jim said as he took his seat at the table.
“Eggs?” Jessica replied, holding the frying pan over his plate.
“I think she needs more time.” Scott said. “To think about it!” he added when both Jim and Josh looked at him like they wanted to strangle him.
“I’m sure you’ll think of something by tonight.” Josh added and dug into his food.
Despite the fact that Jessica shuffled in her seat all through breakfast, crossing, uncrossing, re-crossing her legs in an attempt to get comfortable, Scott managed to finish his meal without completely feeling like dirt. He wanted to promise himself, and Jessica, that there wouldn’t be a repeat of what happened the previous night, but he knew he couldn’t. Knowing Jessica, she would inevitably do something that would make him want to dominate her again. He would just have to find some way to make it up to her.
“I’ll be back soon,” Scott said placing a kiss on Jessica’s lips and then running out the door. The tires of the car spewed gravel as he raced out of the driveway.
“If he doesn’t wrap himself around a pole first …” Josh mumbled.
“A pole?” Jessica asked, concern etched on her face.
“I’m just joking,” Josh said but he was glad to see that she cared about Scott’s health. Maybe she cared about his too.
Scott drove back to the house as fast as he could. He’d made his call, and then wavered about whether he should go into town anyway and pick something up for Jessica. Something special to try to apologize for the previous night.
But he couldn’t for the life of him think of what to get her. Instead he finally decided that he’d have to make it up to her some other way. Decision made, he wanted to get back to the house, to Jessica, as quickly as possible. What, he wondered as he screeched into the driveway and slammed on the brakes, were the chances that he could win euchre and the straw draw tonight again? Near impossible he acknowledged as he slammed the car door and moved toward the barn. He wondered what Jim and Josh had been doing with Jessica while he was gone. He rounded the barn and stopped short. Jessica and Josh were shoving one another, turning in circles and laughing while they fought over a soccer ball. Jim stood between two poles of the corral fences, shuffling back and forth between the poles keeping his eyes on the ball.
“Don’t let her through Josh!” he was saying, “She’s a ringer! Not that great at soccer my ass!”
Just then Jessica managed to break away from Josh, dribble the ball toward Jim and shoot the ball past him between the posts.
“Damn it!” Jim cursed but then broke into a laugh. He spotted Scott. “She scored ten goals on us!”
“Really?” Scott asked. “Where’d you find the ball?”
They hadn’t played soccer in so long … not since Jessica had come here. He’d forgotten about it entirely, but now, especially having seen Jessica playing, he missed it.
“Jess found it in the loft,” Josh said.
“Do you want to play?” Jessica asked. But as soon as Scott’s eyes fell on her, her cheeks turned pink and she shifted her eyes from his. Every time she looked at him, her privates continued to tingled.
“Sure.”
Jim moved out of nets, Scott took his place and Josh moved into the barn doorway which was going to serve as his and Jessica’s net. What seemed like minutes, but turned out to be an hour later, the game was tied up.
“Hey, it’s lunch time.” Josh said, looking at his watch. “Do you want to go for lunch?”
“I’m not really hungry.” Jessica said, eyeing the barn.
“Want to go for a ride?” Scott asked with a chuckle. Jessica nodded with excitement.
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“I don’t believe it!” Josh muttered later that night.
They had timed another four horses that afternoon, come home for dinner, and played euchre. Somehow Scott and Jim had won euchre again, and Scott had won the straw draw. Jim was looking less than impressed also. Scott didn’t care. All that had fazed him was Jessica’s reaction. She had sighed, as if resigned to some less than enthralling fate. Suddenly he knew how he’d make things up to her. Tit for tat … he’d let her dominate him. He shuddered at the thought. Partially from the anticipation of pleasure, partially from fear of the unknown.
“Fine, you won fair and square.” Jim said, “But no way are you leaving this room until Jessica tells us two personal things about her. Jess?”
They all looked at Jessica and she looked like she wanted to find a rock to crawl under.
“Just relax Jess.” Jim said. “Relax and tell us something about you that we don’t know.”
Silence ensued as Jessica looked even more stressed. Suddenly Jessica’s head snapped to the radio. It has just started playing a song with a really good beat to it.
“I can play that song.” Jessica said.
“That song?” Jim asked. “On what?”
“On your guitar.”
“My guitar? Since when can you play guitar?” Jim demanded.
“I’ve played since I was little.” She replied. Jim sat gaping at her.
“All this time. All this time that I have been playing for you, you could play guitar too?”
Jessica nodded.
“Why wouldn’t you tell me?” Jim asked and there was little doubt that his feelings were hurt.
“I didn’t think it was important.” Jessica replied. She looked confused by Jim’s reaction. “And you never asked.”
“And this is a brand new song,” Scott added. “There’s no way you could have learned it before … before you came here.”
“I play by ear.” Jessica said. “I can read music, but I mostly play by ear. Bring me your guitar Jim, I’ll prove it to you.”
Jim went to his room and got his guitar. He handed it to Jessica almost afraid to see her play. All this time and never once had she told him she could. Jessica strummed the guitar, and then began to play the song from the radio almost perfectly … singing the song also. She looked so happy, so enthralled. Jim felt like she’d plunged a knife into his chest and twisted it. When she finished the men sat gaping at her.
“That was Avril Lavigne,” Jessica said more to Jim then to the others. He and she had watched her videos on his TV numerous times.
“I know.” Jim said, “You sounded exactly like her.”
“Play something else.” Josh encouraged. He didn’t have to ask twice. Jessica launched into another song. When she was done, she suddenly sat up straight.
“I’ve got an idea!” she exclaimed in an excited voice. “Scott, Josh, do either of you play any instruments?”
Scott shrugged, “I can sort of play the drums.”
“I can sort of play the piano.” Josh added.
“Perfect!” she said clapping her hands. “Let’s make a band! I can help you guys when you need it and we can practice some songs!”
“Whoa …” Scott said, not sure he’d heard properly. “Did you just say you could help us with drums and piano? Just how many instruments do you play?”
“Three.” Jessica replied.
“Guitar, piano and drum?” Jim asked. Jessica nodded.
“We’ll have to buy some drums and a keyboard … but where would we keep them so Riley and Angus don’t ask questions?” Josh asked. He liked the idea of playing as a band, but the practicality of it was hard to imagine working.
“In your rooms.” Jim said. After all, it worked for him and the TV.
“Okay …” Scott said almost afraid to ask the next question. “So what other private thing do you have to tell us? What else are you excellent at?”
“Brain surgery?” Jim asked quietly but regretted it when Jessica lowered her chin to her chest.
“I didn’t mean it the way it sounded.” Jim said. “I actually think you are capable of brain surgery … I didn’t mean it as a put down.”
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