Faith stared at the truck, glancing at tires and bumpers without really seeing anything. She needed a break from her sister. The tension since lunch had been thicker than London fog, and she had had all of it she could tolerate. Selby would be massaging her neck that night for sure."Another fun day for the Driscoll sisters?"Faith turned at the sound of Edwin's voice to see him walking toward her from the main building. She took a deep breath as she turned back to the truck. "Apparently I am now responsible for what my father does with his life." She stared at the clipboard in her hands, wondering what she had inspected last. Her irritation distracted her from her work, and that caused her to be even more distracted.Edwin walked up behind her and started massaging her shoulders, his strong fingers squeezing and rubbing her muscles. Faith closed her eyes and lowered her head, relishing the feel of his touch on her body even if she wore clothes. "So, I take it lunch did not go well," h
Faith held up a turquoise blouse, inspecting the ruffles down the front. "I just don't see why I'm supposed to be nice to her when she never is to me," she said to Tracey, who inspected her own blouse from the clearance rack. "I mean if something is going on that makes her a bitch, she should see a therapist.""And Edwin didn't give you a clue as to what it was?" Tracey met her at the mall to help her pick out a new outfit for her trip next week. Selby was at home waiting for the call to start the grill and open the wine."No. All he said was it wasn't his place to tell me something Cherish didn't want me to know. He just stood there with a guilty look on his face. Then, he kissed me."Tracey glanced up at her, a confused look on her face. "He kissed you? Just like that?"Faith nodded as she slipped the top back on the rack. "He said it was to remind me of our agreement."Tracey stood there, the shirt in her hand now simply dangling from her fingers. "I take it he doesn't care about be
Selby stood by the grill, the aroma of the ribeyes mixing with the salt spray from the Atlantic. Over the sounds of Foreigner singing Jukebox Hero, he heard the girls coming through the Florida Room and onto the deck. They were laughing, so he assumed the shopping trip had cost him plenty of money.Faith crossed the deck toward him and leaned in and kissed him as she asked how the steaks were coming along. Tracey followed her, and to his surprise, when Faith moved, she stepped in and kissed him as well. "Miss us?"He stared, silenced by confusion for a moment. After a quick second, he said, "Always. And the steaks are almost ready. Why don't you ladies fix yourselves some drinks, and I'll set everything else up.""Sounds like a plan to me," Faith said as she turned back toward the house."How about you? Need another of whatever you're drinking?" Tracey stood with her hands in her jean pockets as she smiled at him, all innocence and sweetness."Sure. I'll take another glass of the Merlo
As he entered the bedroom, he noticed Faith already dressed for bed and snuggled under the quilt reading a Lisa Jackson novel. "I thought for sure you would be longer saying goodnight." She closed the book and watched as he strolled across the carpet, pulling his shirt over his head."What? You thought we would have had a quickie in the driveway? The neighbors would have loved that.""I'm glad I didn't peek through the window to watch. You would have disappointed me." Selby shook his head as he slid his pants off and tossed them toward the closet. He smiled at the image of Faith watching in the window as he took Tracey right there against her car. "That is a pretty hot vision. Maybe next time, we'll give it a shot.""Don't make promises you won't keep. You'll get me all hot and bothered just to be dropped into frustration. You might come in and find me taking care of business on my own."Naked, Selby slid under the covers and snuggled up to Faith. "Now, there's motivation not to do it
Edwin ran his hand over Faith's bare ass as she stood by his desk, her hands on his shoulders as he sat staring up into her eyes. "Did you have a good evening?" She had started coming in early to work at his request, so they would have a few minutes alone before the chaos began. The first morning, he bent her over his desk and fucked her, her dress hiked up around her waist, both of them fully dressed. It was quick and hard and had left her pussy sore for half the day. The next day, he made her get on her knees beside his desk and give him a blow job, not allowing her to drink anything that morning in order to taste him for a couple of hours. This morning, he merely groped her as he talked to her, a hand on her ass and a finger fucking her pussy.Between her moans and gasps, she told him of her night and how she masturbated before going to bed. She told him about her fantasy of watching Selby fuck Tracey on the hood of her car."That would be fun to watch, you playing with yourself."S
"Something wrong with our girl?" Tracey asked as she opened their lunch containers and Selby set his phone on the counter."Nothing more than usual. Apparently, she got into it with her sister. It's another one of those I'm-only-going-to-talk-to-her-when-I-have-to days. It happens at least twice a week.""I never hear you two talk much about her brother. Do they ever talk?"Selby popped open the cans of grape soda before taking his Styrofoam container and his seat. "He's deep into his church activities, so we don't see him much. He's all right as far as people go. Sticks mostly to himself and out of the family drama.""Smart man.""It would be me if Faith didn't work with Cherish. As it is, I'm neck deep in the family drama." He bit into his sandwich and talked around the food in his mouth. "Sometimes, I think her family is bat shit crazy. They are mostly egos and self-righteous bullshit. All except Arni, that is. He's the only one with any sense in his head. Poor man.""What do you th
Faith stared at her plate, tenderloin over noodles, and wondered why she had even ordered it. She was not in the least bit hungry. Ever since her verbal bout with Cherish, she could not shake the funk she allowed herself to slip into. Or rather that Cherish had shoved onto her. She tried her best to be civil to her sister, but she was damned if she would allow her family to continue to place her on the executioner's block. How they lived their lives was up to them, and how she lived hers was up to her. Well, her and Selby.He tried his best to get her out of her sour mood, such as taking her out to eat. Even Edwin attempted to swing her back into a cheerful demeanor as well, but both had failed. She was just too tired of being blamed for the decisions of others. It seemed to be the theme of her life of late."Would you folks like another drink?" The waitress stood, smiling, beside their table.Selby didn't ask if Faith wanted one. He just ordered another round to go with the meal that
"You ready for your big weekend?" Edwin stood behind his desk buttoning his pants back into place. Faith still knelt on the floor by his chair, the office lights low."Yes, and no. I'm excited for the opportunity, but nervous about being away. I'm also afraid of the mess I'll find when I return.""You don't think Nessa can handle it?""I'm afraid Cherish will drive her away." Faith was still angry about her sister's accusations and about her run in with her mother at dinner. She was tired of being the brunt of their unhappiness. Cherish would sabotage Nessa just so she could say that Faith hadn't trained her properly before leaving. She wanted Faith to fail and didn't care if it ruined another in the process."It'll be fine. All Nessa has to do is keep up with everything. There aren't any new jobs, so she won't have to worry about getting crews set up with stuff, and even if there was, Terry can handle it."Faith placed her hand on the desk and lifted herself to her feet, a look on her