It was Monday morning and I was checking my phone for messages. Lindsey wasn’t texting me nor did she call once. Me and her talk every day. I put my sun glasses on and grabbed my suit case and placed it in the trunk of Tristan’s car. Tristan put in his suit cases. “How many days are we staying?”
“Three.” I answered putting my phone in my pocket.
“Alright. Your parents know I’m coming right?”
“Yeah I called them and told them last night.”
“Alright.” He said shutting the trunk. A familiar car pulled up to the driveway and I smiled. It was Lindsey’s car. Tristan came and stood by me.
Lindsey got out of the car and slowly walked up to us. “I’m going.” She said quietly.
I smiled. “I’m glad. We’re taking Tristan’s car.” I said. Lindsey went to her car and got out her purse and suit case and got in the backseat of the car.
I got into the driver side while Tristan got into the passenger side. I liked Tristan’s car so he let me drive it.
The lake house wasn’t extremely far but it was quite a trip and the car ride was completely quiet.
And it was awkward to have my boyfriend and my best friend in the car. And my best friend is still mad at me and she hates my boyfriend.
“So Lindsey, you’re pretty excited to see my dad huh?” I asked trying to start a conversation.
“Yeah. I admire your dad. Not just because he’s fucking hot but also because he doesn’t treat your mom like shit.”
I looked over at Tristan and he had his fist bawled up. I sighed.
“Okay well…he did once.”
“Before I was born…he kidnapped her when she was sixteen and just kept her and did whatever he liked to her.”
“Wish it was me he kidnapped.” Lindsey muttered.
Wow did she not just hear what I said? My dad kidnapped my mom.
“Does your dad have a hit out on me?” Tristan asked.
My eyebrows pulled together. “What? My dad is not in the Mafia.”
“He acts like he is.”
“My dad just….I don’t know he just know how to handle shit I guess.”
“Yeah….I can tell.” He muttered.
“So your mom’s there right?” Lindsey asked.
“Yes so you can’t try to fuck my dad.” I said.
“Watch me.” Lindsey said. I giggled and turned onto the freeway.
“How many bedrooms are in this lake house?” Tristan asked.
“Seven.” I answered.
“What does your father do?” Tristan asked.
I kept quiet. I can’t just tell him about the girls in that house that he’s selling. “He’s a doctor.” I said.
I looked at Lindsey in the rear view mirror and she was looking back at me confused.
It was seven thirty by the time we pulled up to the lake house.
“Holy shit! This is fucking awesome!” Lindsey said staring outside the window. There was a lake in the front and the house surrounded it. It was also a glass house similar to Tristan’s. But this was bigger.
“Damn.” Tristan said staring at the house. It had a large pool and a hot tub. A bar and anything and everything else. My dad’s car was parked in the stone driveway. I parked behind him. My mother came out of the door in a red and blue summer dress. My eyes widened at her hair. It was kind of fucked up and I know it was because her and my dad just fucked.
She smiled at us. I got out of the car. Lindsey went up to hug my mom. “Hi Mrs. Robinson.” She whispered.
“Hi, Lindsey. I was hoping to see you again soon.”
“Same here. May I steal your husband?” She asked.
My mom giggled. “You can try.” She said. Lindsey ran up the pathway and to the house.
Me and Tristan went to my mom and I hugged her. “Hey mom.”
“It’s good to see you again, Jenna.” I pulled back from her. She narrowed her eyes at me. “You have quite a glow on you, honey.” She said.
I nodded. “Probably because of Tristan.” I said. My mom held out her hand and Tristan shook her hand and smiled. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Robinson.”
“You can call me Haley, Tristan. I’m not that old yet.” She said.
“Did you and dad have a nice time alone?” I asked. She looked at me and raised her eyebrow.
“Your hair says it all.” I said.
My mom blushed and fixed her hair.
“It’s okay, Haley. That’s sexy.” Tristan said as he walked pass us into the house. I looked after him wishing me and him were alone so he could rip my clothes off.
My mom looked at me. “Where the hell did you find him at? He’s…”
“Perfect. I know. Except for his cockiness.”
“Oh honey,” My mom looked closer at my face. “Is your eye okay?”
“Yeah. Me and Tristan were playing around and He caught me in the eye but its fine. It was an accident.” I said.
My mom grabbed my hand and we started walking up towards the house.
“God I haven’t been here in two years. I always forget how beautiful it is.”
“I know. I was in amazement when I first got here too.”
I looked around and looked at the lake. The water was clean and moving in ripples.
“You think he’s the one?” She asked.
“I don’t know. It feels like he is. He makes me happy and…fuck. He’s great. He’s so much and not enough at the same time. You know?”
“Yeah. Shane could be like that too.”
“He told me he wanted to ask me something once we get here.”
“Think he’s going to ask you to marry him?”
“I doubt it. Seriously. But I do wonder.”
“We’ll see.” We walked into the house and Tristan, Lindsey and my dad were all in the family room talking.
I sat on Tristan’s lap in the loveseat. Mom sat beside dad while Lindsey sat on the other side. “Mom I thought your friend Andrea was coming over.” I said.
“No. She went into labor. I offered to go the hospital with her but she told me to stay with my family.”
My dad sat his beer bottle on the coffee table and smiled at my mom. “Speaking of which, Haley is pregnant.” He said. I smiled.
“That’s great mom. I’m happy for you.”
She smiled and rubbed her flat stomach. “I hope it’s a boy this time.” She said.
“Me too.” Dad said placing his hand on her thigh and staring into her eyes. I smiled at my parent’s romance. They were completely in love and you can see it. It wasn’t a cutesy love but just….a normal romance.
“What about you two? Having kids soon?” My mom asked.
“I don’t know if the whole kid thing is for me mom. Truthfully.”
“Yeah you say that but once that pregnancy test says “Positive” You’ll think differently.”
“I would like to have a kid with you.” Tristan whispered. I sunk into his arms. Even though I couldn’t imagine myself being a mother, I was quite happy that Tristan wanted a baby with me.
“Shane, was it hard to raise a child and maintain your career?” Tristan asked.
“No. Jenna wasn’t much trouble at all. She actually kept me on track with my….job.”
“Want a kid, Tristan?” My mom asked.
“Oh definitely. I think that Jenna would be a great mom no matter what she says.” He said kissing the back of my neck.
My mom smiled.
“Take care of my baby. Okay Tristan?” My dad asked.
He nodded. “Yes sir. I love her.” He said. I blushed for the first time in….forever.
“That’s cute. My baby’s in love.” My mom said squealing. I rolled my eyes.
“It’s not that cute.” Lindsey muttered. I might have been the only person who heard it. I glared at her she stared back at me.
My mom cooked some chicken, fish, macaroni, potatoes, string beans, corn and cornbread. I miss eating like this with my family.
Tristan was sitting next to me. Across the table, Mom was sitting next to dad and Lindsey was sitting at the end of the table with my mom. They had at least four bottles of wine on the table.
“Remember when I was little and I kept sneaking wine in my cup when you and mom were upstairs in your room?” I asked.
Shane nodded. “Yeah I remember that shit and I had to beat your ass for it too. You eventually leaned your lesson.”
“No I didn’t. I still went back for more.” I said. Lindsey and my mom giggled.
Shane looked at Tristan. “I take it back, Tristan. This girl was a goddamn handful.” He said. Tristan chuckled.
Haley playfully hit Shane. “That is bullshit. She wasn’t a handful at all. She was one of the quietest little girls ever. Barely cried at all. She’s smart and Shane made her into a fighter so she can defend herself so that’s a plus.”
Lindsey glanced at me and then Tristan.
“Using those skills I taught you?” He asked.
I nodded. “Definitely. Thank you daddy.”
My mom rolled her eyes. “Such a daddy’s girl.”
“Because I spoiled her to death. She knows that’s the only reason. I’m the fun parent you were always the one saying “Eat your vegetables”. Don’t anybody want to eat no fucking cabbage.” My dad said. Tristan laughed with me and Lindsey. He had a point.
“You were close to kicking Jenna in the face.”
Shane sighed. “That was once and she had to know what to do if she’s ever in that situation.”
“Okay. Okay. She grew up. She’s smart and pretty. Case closed.” My mom said putting more sting beans on her plate.
“So Haley, What do you plan on naming your baby?” Lindsey asked. My mom and dad started talking about possibilities. I felt Tristan’s hand on my thigh. I looked at him and he was smirking at me. He leaned over to whisper in my ear. “Spread your legs.” He whispered. I was wearing a skirt so he had easy access to what I knew he wanted. I spread my legs and he pulled my panties aside and felt my wetness. Yes only from him telling me to spread my legs.
He started rubbing my clit slow. God. It felt so good. A low moan slipped out of my mouth. Tristan rubbed faster. It felt so good I was almost in tears. Why was it so intense right now?
Stop please stop before I yell while release. I wanted to yell loudly but I tried my hardest to keep myself composed like everything was normal. Thank god Lindsey was distracting my parents.
Tristan then let two fingers slip inside of me and I gasped. He pumped them in and out really fast while looking at me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I’m about to cum. I grabbed the edge of the table and held onto it as I released around his fingers and whimpered quietly.
I looked at Tristan and he looked satisfied as if he just came.
Tristan Niles drives me crazy.
Me and Tristan went to the bedroom I always slept in whenever I came to this house. It had a king size bad with gold silk sheets. The floor had black carpet. A chandelier hung up above in the ceiling. And the room had a balcony which instantly brought a smile to my face when I saw it.
Tristan closed the door and dimmed the chandelier a little bit.
“Your dad is funny.” He said putting his hands in his pockets.
I smiled and nodded as I sat on the bed. “Yeah. I know he is.”
“Your mom’s pretty and sweet.”
“Yep. That’s why I love her.”
“And Lindsey is a bitch. I don’t even see why she’s here.”
“Stop it. She’s here because I fucking want her to be. Okay?”
Tristan stared at me and then walked over to the bed and then sat down.
“I was hard at that dinner table seeing you in so much pleasure. You drive me fucking crazy, Jenna.” He said looking into my eyes.
I straddled him and looked into his eyes. “Same here. Well…I wasn’t hard but you know what I mean.” I said.
Tristan gave me a sexy crooked smile and nodded and then kissed me.
When he pulled back, he looked at me. It was the way he looked at me. And I knew he was in love.
“Move in with me.” He said.
“Move in with me.” He said again. Was he serious?
“Don’t take this the wrong way…but why?” I asked.
Tristan smiled. “You know why.” He said.
“Mmm. Not good enough. Tell me why.”
“Aren’t my feelings obvious for you?”
I giggled. “Yeah.”
“Just stay with me. Okay? With you…..I feel more human.”
“What do you mean?”
“Jenna, on the outside, I’m your average male model look alike. But on the inside, I’m so fucked up.”
I shook my head. “No you’re not. You’re perfect.” I ran my fingers through his hair.
“I hit you though.”
I sighed. “We put it in the past. We’ll leave it there. If you ever do it again though, I’ll kick your fucking ass.”
“Yeah, I believe that.” He said nodding. I detected sarcasm.
“Okay. We’ll see.”
“No we won’t because I’ll never hit you again.” He said kissing my temple.
“So…what’s your answer?” He asked.
I nodded. “I’ll move in with you.” Tristan kissed me hard and sighed.
“Don’t leave me.” He whispered. I shook my head and pressed my forehead against his. “I won’t.” I whispered back.
Tristan wasn’t like other guys to me. Sometimes it felt like he was real and other times it felt like he wasn’t. I never felt so deeply for someone before or let anyone affect me so much.
“So what’s this about kids? You said you didn’t want any.” He said.
“I don’t. I just can’t see me as…a mother.”
“You wouldn’t want to be the mother of my child?” He asked. Of course I would. “It’s just not for me.” I said shrugging.
“And nothing’s going to change your mind?”
“Nope.” I said. Tristan nodded.