Buying Love

Just as he starts driving, his phone goes off through the car speakers.

“Excuse me. It’s one of my more important clients. He can be a little impatient.” He presses the green call symbol, and the voice comes over the speakers, and I gasp. It’s Jake.

“Hey, Danny. Did you just drive away from the condo?”

“Yes, I did,” he answers unassuming.

“Okay, Jack and I are coming up on you right now. Pull over for a second. I need your help.” I reach for the handle, anxious to get away.

“Sure.” He ends the call.

“I should just get a taxi,” I say, sliding my purse onto my lap, so I can get out before Jake reaches the truck.

“No, no. Sorry, he spotted me. It’ll only be a minute. I promise,” he says.

I go to reach for the door handle to run when Jake opens my door, startling me. “You. Think. You. Can. Just. Run. Out. On. Me.” He looks pissed until he sees the tear stains on my face. And that’s when I see his own tracks of tears. He’d been crying? “We need to talk. Excuse us.” He pushes his way in. “Mom, Danny, can you give us some privacy?” They both hop out of the truck, and Danny clicks the locks.

He moves closer to me, trapping me against the back of the seat. “Get away from me you philandering piece of shit,” I holler, pushing at his chest.

“What the hell did that bitch say to you?” he asks, refusing to budge.

“What are you worried she had to say to me?”

“I wasn’t worried until I found out you fled the condo. I haven’t cheated on you which I’m guessing is what she’d use to get you to leave me. I’d never do something so fucking vile. Tell me what she said to make you run from me.” His voice cracks as if he’s genuinely heartbroken.

“Well…” I repeat our brief interaction and watch his face grow angrier and angrier with every word.

He runs his hands through his hair, calming himself down before he speaks, “First, that’s all a fucking lie. Every damn word. I never touched her—ever. I fired her Tuesday after she fucking sabotaged the inspection on the addition we had built for the company. And my mother is practically a fucking saint. Damn it, I don’t want to do this in the back of the car.” He opens the door and flips me over his shoulder, covering my ass with his hand.

“Let go of me. Put me down,” I scream.

“Never. And I’ll put you down once I’m sure you can’t run away.”

“Ah, Mr. Harrison, you’re back. Hello Mrs. Harrison.” I flip her off because she must have called Jake the second she saw me leave.

“That’s not nice, Mrs. Harrison,” he whispers, swatting my ass. I squirm in his arms as the elevator doors close. He doesn’t let me go; instead, he holds on tighter. Once we’re in the condo, he marches straight into the bedroom, locking the door, then tosses me onto the bed.

“Look at me, Jenna. I’m a fucking wreck at the thought of you leaving me.”

“Well, that’s probably because you want your baby,” I toss out.

“Damn right, I want my baby, but I want you even more. This was never about a fucking contract for me. Yes, I wanted you bred to me. I hoped to fill you up with every drop of my cum so that you’d be knocked up, and you couldn’t leave. I’m fucking obsessed with you. Like fucking really obsessed.” He paces the length of the room repeatedly as he loses his suit jacket and rolls up his sleeves.

He stops and sits on the bench at the foot of the bed, staring at me pleadingly. He finally continues, “I only used it as an excuse to get you tied to me before I left Vegas. I didn’t want you to find out how insane I was about you and scare you away, so I rushed the contract out. It was all a ploy to make you mine forever. I don’t have anyone else. I don’t want anyone else. You’re it for me, Jenna.”

“If that’s true, then why don’t you call me all day, and why don’t you kiss me before you leave for work.?”

He kicks off his shoes, slides onto the bed, pinning me under him. His tie is loosened, but still around his neck. “Do you know how hard it is for me to walk out the damn door every morning? I know that if I taste your lips one time, even just a peck, I’ll never leave. I’ll have you under me in seconds. I love you, Jenna. I knew it the second I saw you on the bus that I had to find you and make you mine.”

“You love me? There’s no one else?”