James sat in his office relaxing back into his chair. He had a lot of stuff on his mind earlier today, but it seemed like every worry was starting to slowly fade away. He gritted his teeth, feeling his body tense. His eyes closed tight as he gripped the seat, exploding.
"Oh shit." he moaned, licking his lips.
He finally opened his eyes and met Jade's eyes as she crawled back into his lap. He grabbed the back of her head, kissing her roughly. He couldn't wait to kiss those lips, he didn't even mind tasting himself on her lips. He was starting to really enjoy these lunch dates when she come over to the shop or when he comes to the restaurant.
"Feel better now?" she asked pulling away from him.
"I feel very good." she smiled at his comment and kissed him again.
"I have to stop coming by here, you make me late going back to work."
"Babe, you say that every time and you still come back over here."
"Well, I come with the intentions of bringing you lunch and you take it to another level."
"Okay then, I'll take the blame for this one time." he smiled and she couldn't help kissing him again.
Jade was getting addicted to kissing him. Even though he had said that she got the lips, she loved the passion that he had for her. Every since Valentine's day, they had been spending a lot of time together. It hasn't all been peachy, since they still argue like normal, but when they makeup, it's would be explosive. Jade would still hear from Dante asking her if she had gotten over everything yet and she would just hang up in his face. She really didn't feel like dealing with him anymore. She was focusing her energy on the restaurant and on James. She made a promise to herself not to rush into anything with him, but with the way she was constantly spending time with him, she couldn't stop her feelings for him.
James was just content to have Jade near him. Even though she was spoiled rotten and stubborn, he liked being around her. His life was less stressful since he hadn't heard from Deborah, maybe she had gone back home finally.
"Thank you for helping Scott move some of the chairs and tables around yesterday."
"You thanked me last night for that one. Hope that's a good enough dance floor." he smiled and she nodded.
"It did well, last year. So, you still coming to the party tonight?" she said in between kisses.
"Of course, as long as I don't have to wear any stupid monkey suit."
"James, I would expect you to look nice. You don't have to be in any suit."
"Why exactly do I have to look nice?" he said putting his hand on her thigh.
Her breath quickened at the touch, "Because it's my party and you have to look nice on my arm."
"Oh, so I'm just a trophy guy?" he smiled.
"Whatever James, just make sure you look nice." she said pushing herself off his lap.
"Don't I always look nice." he said fixing his pants as he got up.
"I think so, but you come in smelling like cars and cigarettes."
"Can we please stop with the anti-smoking campaign?"
"What? I'm just saying my sheets are starting to smell like smoke."
"You can put an end to that cause I don't smoke in your house."
"But you leave cigarette butts on my patio and your bed smells..." he pulled her close to him and branded her lips with his.
He knew just what to do to make her melt. He knew and she knew that too. She wrapped her arms around his neck, as he pulled her in closer. He always left her head foggy and disoriented, but it was a delicious feeling that she craved.
He finally pulled away, noticing the lust in her eyes. He decided he would do something about that later.
"If I said I will look nice, I will look nice. Okay?" she could only respond by nodding.
She shook her head clear, "Alright then. I know that I have been bitching and complaining too much." she said nibbling on her bottom lip.
"I know you have. Now, you have work to do, so I will see you later on tonight, right?"
"Yea, I'll meet you here and then we can decide on my place or yours."
"That's what I like to hear." he said kissing her again, "Now get out of here, I got a business to run." he said smacking her ass.
She playfully hit his chest before walking out of his office. He followed behind her and watched as all the guys worked with smug looks on their faces. James guess they have been noticing Jade has become somewhat of a permanent fixture at the shop. They would always wave at her as soon as she come in and there were some guys who would even whistle at her. It didn't bother James, because he knew that they all knew to look and appreciate, but don't touch.
Ramon was the first one that came up to him, "Hey boss, we have a car here that a woman is saying she only wants you to work on."
"See, I told you I wasn't the only one to notice how hot you are." Jade whispered to him and he pinched her side.
"Have I worked on her car before?" James asked trying to recall him working on a woman's car.
"She said you use to, it's that blonde chick."
"What blonde chick?" James asked raising his eyebrow but in the back of his mind, he knew who.
"You know who?" Ramon whispered leaning towards James.
Oh fuck, James thought shutting his eyes tight. How can a perfectly good lunch turn bad with just mentioning her hair. Jade was still slightly confused. Why were they being so secretive and why was James so tense? That's when it suddenly hit her, blonde hair.
"What the hell is she doing here? She don't live here so why does she have a car?" Jade blabbed.
"Jade, I don't know. I don't talk to the girl and don't care to."
"Well, I'll go talk to her," Jade said heading in that direction, but James grabbed her before she got too far.
"You don't work here and you have your own job to get to." James reminded.
"So, I'm just suppose to go to work and let her stick around?"
"Yes and trust that I know how to handle this."
"She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest, "Fine, I guess so."
"Thank you, now come on."
James walked Jade out noticing Deborah sitting in a chair, annoyingly drumming her clear finger tips on the table. She looked up at them both as he walked her to her car, his hand on her lower back. Her and Jade shared a quick glance before she got in her car.
"I'll see you later." he said and she just nodded.
Jade hoped that he would finally make her leave. She wasn't comfortable with her being around. It just made her think that even more problems were sure to come, especially since Dante is still called. She just shook the feeling off, things should be different now. James just watched her pull off as he slowly turned back to Deborah. She was sitting on the hood of her car. She crossed her legs pushing the short skirt higher. She beamed her cold eyes at him like he was prey. He didn't have time for this.
"What do you want Deborah?" he asked trying his best to bite his tongue.
"So, your little girlfriend came for a visit?"
"What business is it of yours?" he shot back quickly.
"It should be mine. I'm your ex-wife."
"See we are divorced and I pretty much don't give a damn about you. There is no hope of us getting back together. That means, anything that concerns me, shouldn't matter to you. Now, I ask again, what do you want Deborah?"
She bit the inside of her mouth, crossing her arms in front of her chest, "I need you to fix my car."
"It's a rental car, take it back to the center and get it fixed."
"I want you to fix the car." she whined.
"What's wrong with it?"
"I don't know."
"Well, how do you expect me to know?"
"You are the mechanic baby. Pop the hood and take a look inside." she said moving next to him and pressing against his side.
"There was nothing sexy about what you just said." he said.
"Please, you use to help me before that little girl came around, now you playing like you don't care."
He let out a loud sigh and narrowed his eyes. He was ready to explode and she was going to be the target, but he decided to reel it back.
"Deborah, take the car back to the damn shop and drive it back to wherever the hell you came from." he said in a low menacing tone and turned his back to walk off.
Deborah sighed in frustration and followed behind him stomping her feet. She was trying not to let him upset her but he was. James use to fall for any little tricks she had and now he is being difficult.
She followed him into his office and shut the door, "You mind getting out." he said.
"What is your problem?"
"I have a crazy ex-wife that doesn't know how to accept that it's over."
"You think everything is going to be good for you and your little girlfriend."
"I don't have to explain anything to you. Go home Deborah."
"Think about it James, I heard a lot about her around town. She just broke up with her boyfriend. Don't be stupid to not think you are nothing more than a rebound guy."
"Deborah, if this is your way of winning me back, you need to work on your technique." he scoffed.
