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I wanted to say something, it had been killing me inside after all, but he wouldn’t understand. I think that bothered me the most. Would anybody? Could I really justify this?

“Once I do this, there is no going back.”

“Stop being my Jiminy Cricket. I don't need that. What I need is for you to do your job.” I pressed my lips together. I had been saying that a lot lately, and it went over about as well with Jacob as could be expected.

“You know, for a man who is head over heels in love, you’re still an asshole.”

I wasn't going to deny that fact. I probably was. I don't know why everything had to be so complicated. I also kept him up to date with the rest of what I was trying to work out. Not only was I trying to stop Justine from getting a new job and leaving me, but I was also trying to figure out who had burned her house down. As soon as she got her name cleared, she would feel better about the whole situation. I knew Justine had nothing to do with it, but it would seem like other people thought that it was possible. Since Justine didn't have any enemies that I could find, I was convinced that it was mine that went after her. I just had to find out who that enemy was and stop them. It sounded so easy, but I knew that it would be more difficult than that.

Jacob knew a couple of investigators that I had used in the past and I hoped that it was enough. Maybe in a small way, it was a way to help her, as I tried to hold her back in other instances. I didn't know if it was true or not, but if it was one of my enemies trying to hurt her, the best thing I could do was stop it from happening.

“I will do what you want because you're my boss, but I want to tell you honestly, I think you're making a big mistake. If she ever found out, Tyrell, she’ll never forgive you.”

I made it clear that I didn't want to hear any of that. I knew what he thought about it, and I couldn't blame him. I didn’t like it either. I just wanted Justine by my side. I would do anything, even though I had gone too far, more than once. I was willing to do more than I realized, just so I could keep Justine by my side. I knew there was a limit, but I couldn't honestly tell what it was. What I was willing to do to keep her was scary. More so was the fact that I’d do it all over again.

22

Justine

While Tyrell was gone, I decided that the only way that I was going to get what I wanted was to go for it. I had tried to wait patiently while Tyrell toyed with me, going hot to cold. I never knew if I was coming or going when it came to him and it was time to end that. I knew how, I had a pretty good idea anyway, and I hoped that would be enough. It was going to have to be because I wasn’t going to let another night go down without Tyrell giving me what he promised.

I put on something slinky, something he had picked out, and I hoped that he had picked it out because he liked the idea of it on me. It was like a nightgown, but longer than I was used to, but the material was sheer and silky, and it showed off everything. Why else would he have bought it for me?

Waiting for him was hard, and I must have put on a robe, and taken it off five times by the time he had gotten back. He said he was going to make a few calls but was gone for over an hour. Wherever he went, he was gone a lot longer than I thought he would be. He caught me with the robe on the back of the couch. I was half-leaning on one of the cushions. My goal was quickly met, and all of this wasn’t for nothing.

Tyrell’s dark eyes were bugging out in his head, and I could see the immediate tension that was achieved. I felt just like I had when I was playing with his chest in bed. I was a bit embarrassed but knew that I had to stand my ground. If he thought that I wasn’t ready, I would have to wait longer.

I sat up and told him that it was good to see him back. “You were gone forever.” I dragged out the last word, letting him see more and hear the displeasure in him taking so long.

“I had to take care of something,” he said, eyes roaming. “I should have come back earlier. How long have you been like that?”

His eyes hadn’t come off of me and I shrugged. “A while. Almost long enough that I’ve caught a chill and may have to go get dressed again.”

“No, you aren’t going to do anything of the sort.”

I laughed and then whimpered when he yanked me up against his chest. I wasn’t laughing any longer. His eyes were so intense, and I could feel part of him that was pressed up against me hard. It was enough to make me rethink it all just for a moment. I don’t think I was ready for this. He was so overwhelming.

When I looked away, Tyrell kissed me long and hard, until I was no longer at the point of saying no. He had never kissed me like that, with his tongue teasing mine and his hips rubbing up against me. Moments into the kiss, he was picking me up into his arms, carrying me off to some part of his large house. It wasn’t as big as his old one, but it had a jacuzzi in the back master bathroom and when he set me down and turned it on, it didn’t take much convincing on his part to get me in there. I hoped that the relaxing bubbles would take away some of the nerves that were creeping up.

It did more than that. I could feel the jets on my back and other parts of me, all over really. Tyrell was standing above me and while I thought he was going to take it all off, he only took off down to his boxers, but there really wasn’t much left to the imagination. Tyrell was hard as rock and looked like he had been chiseled out of stone. I couldn’t hardly keep my eyes off of him, every inch I wanted to touch.

My main interest was on what I couldn’t see though. While he was one hell of a male specimen and I enjoyed all of it, the picture wasn’t complete. “Are you going to take those off?” I asked, gesturing to the boxers that looked ready to burst anyway.

“I don’t want to alarm you.”

I laughed nervously. “You’ve seen what I watch sometimes. I can take it.”

“Real life isn’t like porn. I was going to take them off when I took off your panties.”

“Oh,” I said. “Well, we can fix that. I know that real life isn’t like porn, but it can be.” I stood up and shimmied out of my panties, letting him see a bit, before getting back in the water. I tossed them out onto the side next to him.

“No excuses now.”

He growled at me. “You are trying to drive me crazy.”

I agreed. “If that is what it takes to finally get you to see that I’m ready.”

“There is no going back now, Justine, whether you’re ready or not.” He started toward me, bound and determined, and I tried to lighten the mood.

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