“Who the hell do you think you are? Getting to talk to her like that?”
“I’m her ex-husband who has every right to be concerned with her fucking the help in front of my kids.” Bobby’s hands tightened up and Jackie put her hand once again on his arm and Greg just snorted when he saw that. “Sure, keep touching him. Keep this up Jackie and I’ll take you to court.”
“Like hell, you will. You have nothing on me. First of all, I’m not fucking the help. Bobby works for me, he gets a fucking paycheck. And nothing that we have ever done has been on company hours. Second of all, we haven’t done anything in front of the kids, more than I can say for you! And if you have such a problem, step up and take your kids out,” Jackie told him and Bobby nodded.“Maybe better yet, you should own up to your promises to them? Breaking those are horrible to the kids, they aren’t old enough to deal with the bitter disappointment of a dad who doesn’t care,” Bobby toldA week later, Jackie was smiling at Bobby as she pulled his shirt on in his living room. They had a busy night ahead of them but they were still enjoying their high of the off-the-wall sex they just had. And it literally was. She had dropped the kids off for the weekend with their friends again and booked it over to Bobby’s place where she barely made it through the door before he had her pinned against it and was fucking her there. She had to admit, pent-up sex was fantastic. “God damn Jackie, you better wipe that smile off or everyone is going to know what you did.” Jackie laughed and laid her head on his chest. “So I got fucked and got fucked well, don’t we all deserve that?” He wrapped his arm around her and nodded. “Yeah, we all do.” He kissed the top of her head and she smiled even more. “Shit, I’m tired. I can’t say that there was really ever a woman that tired me out after sex.” “Well, when the wall didn’t cut it for the deeper pen
Jackie took another deep breath and turned as some people came up to the bar. She served them and once she was done, she cleaned up the area. She had to go back in and help Bobby that was her job, she thrived on being busy. And she knew she would be. She also knew that she had to bite her tongue because she was going to see a lot more. And she couldn’t, wouldn’t let Greg and his shit-talking intrude on her thoughts, she refused. So, with that, she walked back into the main bar, nodding at Buzz as he walked outside. She took to the side and watched as Bobby walked over, his hand resting gently on the small of her back. She smiled to herself at the care she saw in his eyes. “You okay, Jackie?” “Yeah, I’m good. Just...my own problems.” He frowned, obviously not happy with that response but she couldn’t help it, she couldn’t give him more, not now and not even later because he would think she was crazy and try to convince her she wasn’t.
Jackie sat back down in her chair and let out a whoosh of air. Even with her fuck ups with Greg, she wasn’t sure she had been called out. And oddly enough, she didn’t like it. She ran her hands over her face and turned her chair around, looking at the pictures on her wall. She had one with the kids that she loved and it always made her smile; this time wasn’t any different. She knew she was in the wrong, creating problems that weren’t really there based on past experiences. And at every turn, Bobby had shown her just how great and amazing he was. She had to face him, had to own up to her stupidness, no matter how hard this would be or how much she didn’t want to. If they wanted a true and honest chance at a relationship, she had to kick Greg out of her head and focus on Bobby, focus on how he made her feel, focus on the good, and forget the bad. Greg had ruined their marriage and because of the feelings he brought forth from her, he ruined chances at other rel
“What are you doing?” Jackie laughed as she flopped back on her bed a few days later, the phone pushed to her ear with Bobby on the other end. The kids were in their rooms and she had just cleaned up the dinner mess. “I’m lying on my bed, what are you doing?” she returned his question. “I’m on break. You know, I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t like working when you aren’t here.” “Oh, is that right? Do tell me why you hate it so much. It’s a whole bunch of guys doing whatever you want, what could be so bad about that?” “One, there’s not nearly enough eye candy.” She rolled her eyes at that but couldn’t stop the chuckle. “Two, it’s boring, I can’t flirt with anyone.” That brought another eye roll but a blush as well. “And three, the other two don’t make things as much fun as you do.” “Maybe I should be telling Buzz to make it more fun. It’s a job, Bobby, it’s not always fun.” “Yeah, but when you wor
“Any plans this weekend?” Jackie crossed her arms and looked at Greg, lifting a brow. She knew exactly what he was asking but she wasn’t going to give it to him. “Clean my house and work. I’m not like you, Greg; I don’t need to be screwing all the time.” Greg rolled his eyes but he couldn’t come back with anything as the kids came bouncing down the stairs and launched themselves at him. It broke her heart to see how much they loved their dad and yet he made no real effort to be with them. Weekends like this were always so bittersweet for her, she loved that he did take them but it killed her when he brought them back upset. She hugged each one and gave them kisses. “Please be good for your dad. Have fun guys and I’ll see you Sunday at the bar.” She stood against the doorway until his car was out of sight. She let out a breath as she closed the door and went upstairs to get ready for work. She was excited to have Bobby over, but she just couldn’t trust her ex here and som
Jackie glanced at Bobby, her hand rubbing his back. They both knew exactly what the call was over, a rather sad fact and one she couldn’t ignore. She turned around and answered the phone while his arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back to his chest. She couldn’t fight the smile, even as she hit the green icon and brought the phone to her ear. “Yes, Greg?” she mumbled, rubbing her eyes with her free hand. “Are you awake?” “I wasn’t since it was a late night at the bar but your call woke me up. What can I do for you?” “We have a problem.” Those words, how she hated them; she had heard them countless times before. Her smile vanished and she sat up, not meaning to shove the arm away but she couldn’t think when he was holding her. “What do you mean, WE have a problem? We don’t have a problem, however, you do it sounds like?” “Do you have to be that way?” he grumbled and she grinned.
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay?” Jackie asked as she watched him grab his bag once they got back to her place. He didn’t want to leave, but he was more than unsettled and he needed to think. The time with the kids had been great, he did enjoy them, he really did, but Dylan’s comment really left him a little flustered. “Yeah, I don’t want to intrude on your time with them, you know that.” He paused as he looked at her; that was the truth too. He didn’t want to take away from those kids, and they just had a shit blow handed to them earlier in the day. Right now, they needed the comfort of their mom and not a stranger, even if they were comfortable with him. “That’s rather admirable of you,” she teased him and he smiled. “I’ll call you later,” she said and he nodded. “I’m looking forward to it.” He gave her a kiss along with a wink before he walked out, the kids fast asleep. He climbed on his bike and waved at her as she stood
Jackie walked out of the office and opened the front door for Justin, smiling at him as he walked in. She returned it, but he was checking something on his phone and she shook her head at him. Knowing him, he was probably checking his grade on some assignment or test. He walked to the bar and put his stuff away before turning to look at her, and he stopped in his tracks. “Damn Jackie, you really have some amazing legs, do you know that?” She glanced down at them and then shrugged. “She does, I rather enjoy looking at them.” She glanced over her shoulder at Bobby as he walked up behind her and smiled. She gave him a small one in return. She wasn’t sure what was going on, but over the last two days, she had called him; once when she was at the beach with the kids and the second time was at night when she couldn’t sleep and she knew he was getting off. Both times were good calls, but she felt he wasn’t himself and that had her worried. “Well, they go
“Jackie, you’ve made bail, you’re free to go.” Jackie nodded at the guard as he opened the jail cell door and let her walk out. “How about we don’t use the bat next time?” he told her and she shrugged. “Hey, officer, I don’t take kindly to having someone grab my ass,” Jackie told him as she walked out, she didn’t add though, that her temper was at the shortest it’s been as well. She swallowed hard as she saw the man who was waiting at the desk, his arms crossed. “You’re a violent woman, Jackie.” “And yet, Greg, you still want to piss me off, even more so now with my temper on such short fuses.” “Yeah, about that, Jackie.” He held up open the car door for her and she raised a brow. The last person she wanted to call was Greg to come help her, but Buzz was working, as was Justin, and she just had no one else she could call. “What about it, Greg?” “Anyone with half a brain can see that you’re not h
Jackie pulled the napkin off the table and put it over her lap as Bobby brought the plates out. He hadn’t cooked much for her, a meal or two here or there, but from that she had caught on was that he was a pretty decent cook. Not that Jackie should be surprised by that. Though she might have babied him some, Cat did raise a strong and confident man, one who knew how to live on his own. “It looks good, Bobby,” Cat said, eyeing the Fettuccine Alfredo. “Thanks, someone gave me a really good recipe and I’m glad I’m finally able to put it to good use,” he told her, tossing a wink at Jackie, which made her duck her head. The movement, however, didn’t go unnoticed by Cat. “You know, Jackie,” Cat started as she took a piece of bread and dunked it in her sauce, “I know my Bobby was a player, I didn’t like it, but what could I say, you know? So it’s really nice to see him settle down with a woman like you. Someone who has her head on
Val moaned as she reached her hands down to run through Vinny’s hair, tugging on the strands as he kissed his way over her legs and straight to her center. How the hell she was wet for him again after they had another three rounds the night before was a mystery to her. But she was and his tongue was tasting everything she had to offer. Had someone told her she would be an insatiable lover with her husband, she would have laughed. Not at the thought of having sex, but of being in the need constantly. Or maybe it was just Vinny that did that to her. “Vinny,” she whimpered as she felt his tongue slide into her and her legs feel open even more. She looked down at him as he looked up at her and she saw the devil playing there. “What?” he asked as his tongue moved to her clit. He rolled his tongue around it before he pulled it into his mouth and her hips jerked up. He chuckled as he slipped two fingers into her and curled them upwards. “Oh fucking hell,
Jackie sat down on the bench at the park, her head tipped back to enjoy the sun. It was a wonderful afternoon and she almost didn’t want to go to work tonight. In fact, she wished she had brought the kids to the park rather than come alone to meet him, but Greg had messaged her and asked to talk, just like he said he would at the ice cream place. Against her better judgment, of course, she agreed to do it. She was hoping he was coming to apologize about his behavior with his kids, although she knew that was wishful thinking on her part. Her eyes scanned the clouds, smiling as she picked out random shapes. She remembered when she would do that when the kids were younger and how they always laughed with glee. She shook her head to clear it and turned as she heard the approaching footsteps. Greg walked up to her, smiling slightly. “Hey, Jackie.” He sat down on the picnic table next to her and she lifted a brow. “Hey, Greg.” “Remember when Sam was just a few years old and we would com
Jackie glanced tapped her nails on the table outside as she watched the road, her stomach turning inside out. She trusted the man with her babies, she did, but her kids on a bike scared the crap out of her. And Jackie had been on it with Bobby, knew that he was a damn good driver. But, still, she couldn’t help but wonder if she should have said no when Dylan pleaded with her to ride. “Mom?” Jackie turned her head to look at her daughter, her brows raised. “It will be okay, you don’t need to worry.” Jackie knew that, she did, she just couldn’t help it. For the last two weeks, things had been good between her and Bobby, and the kids. He had come over a couple of nights for dinner, they had gone over to his house one night to play games and chill. He was making an effort to actually bond with them, and it was sweet. And they both decided that an ice cream treat was another good way to bond. Jackie had Sam with her and Bobby had offered to pick up Dylan. And that
He watched her, watched as she cleaned up her area, watched as she leaned over to talk to Justin and placed her hand on his arm, and he watched as she walked over to a table and sat down with the guy, full of smiles. He hated it and he was fighting hard not to scream or punch someone. And he knew, fucking hell did he know, this was on his head. She wasn’t dumb; she could probably have sensed he was pulling away, even if it wasn’t bad or a lot, and even if he didn’t mean to. Because he really wasn’t, he just needed a moment to clear his head, to work things through, not end what they had. He tapped his fingers on the bar as he watched them. He knew he wasn’t being rational, but then he had watched her all night, and with all the flirting, the smiles she gave out, and all the men checking her out, he was past rational. Just because he called her girlfriend didn’t mean he had the right to own her, he knew that. But hell, he was struggling watching her be th
Jackie walked out of the office and opened the front door for Justin, smiling at him as he walked in. She returned it, but he was checking something on his phone and she shook her head at him. Knowing him, he was probably checking his grade on some assignment or test. He walked to the bar and put his stuff away before turning to look at her, and he stopped in his tracks. “Damn Jackie, you really have some amazing legs, do you know that?” She glanced down at them and then shrugged. “She does, I rather enjoy looking at them.” She glanced over her shoulder at Bobby as he walked up behind her and smiled. She gave him a small one in return. She wasn’t sure what was going on, but over the last two days, she had called him; once when she was at the beach with the kids and the second time was at night when she couldn’t sleep and she knew he was getting off. Both times were good calls, but she felt he wasn’t himself and that had her worried. “Well, they go
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay?” Jackie asked as she watched him grab his bag once they got back to her place. He didn’t want to leave, but he was more than unsettled and he needed to think. The time with the kids had been great, he did enjoy them, he really did, but Dylan’s comment really left him a little flustered. “Yeah, I don’t want to intrude on your time with them, you know that.” He paused as he looked at her; that was the truth too. He didn’t want to take away from those kids, and they just had a shit blow handed to them earlier in the day. Right now, they needed the comfort of their mom and not a stranger, even if they were comfortable with him. “That’s rather admirable of you,” she teased him and he smiled. “I’ll call you later,” she said and he nodded. “I’m looking forward to it.” He gave her a kiss along with a wink before he walked out, the kids fast asleep. He climbed on his bike and waved at her as she stood
Jackie glanced at Bobby, her hand rubbing his back. They both knew exactly what the call was over, a rather sad fact and one she couldn’t ignore. She turned around and answered the phone while his arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back to his chest. She couldn’t fight the smile, even as she hit the green icon and brought the phone to her ear. “Yes, Greg?” she mumbled, rubbing her eyes with her free hand. “Are you awake?” “I wasn’t since it was a late night at the bar but your call woke me up. What can I do for you?” “We have a problem.” Those words, how she hated them; she had heard them countless times before. Her smile vanished and she sat up, not meaning to shove the arm away but she couldn’t think when he was holding her. “What do you mean, WE have a problem? We don’t have a problem, however, you do it sounds like?” “Do you have to be that way?” he grumbled and she grinned.