JACOB I got all tongue-tied when Alison asked me about Michael. I hope she didn't suspect anything was wrong. I could kick myself for almost losing my cool! I decided to end things with Michael while I still could. Then, I wouldn't have to answer Alison. It was Wednesday morning, so I waited patiently for him to come over for his tutoring session. He was right on time and walked in with a devilish smirk on his face. Does he not feel guilty about what we did at all? His cocky attitude was infuriating. "Let's get started then," I said after clearing my throat. I led him to the kitchen and motioned toward the table so we could set up. "Yeah," he said and dropped down on the chair in front of me. "So, did you bring what I asked you to?" I asked. Michael looked at me with confusion. "Bring what?" "I told you. I wanted you to bring your latest graded exam so I can see what you need help with," I said irritabl

JACOB"You want to borrow my truck? You know I don't allow anyone to drive my truck. I'm the only one who gets to drive Paris," I declared when Alison asked me about it. I had a Ford F-150 truck, and I treated it like it was my firstborn.It was Thursday night. I agreed to meet up with Alison and Michael because she told me it was an emergency, but I sure as heck wasn't letting them borrow my truck."Um...we are not asking to borrow or drive your precious truck," Alison said irritably."You named your truck Paris?" Michael said, sounding amused.I ignored him. "Then what are you asking me?" I asked Alison."I...well, we wanted to ask if you would like to take a little trip with us," Alison said.I raised my eyebrows. What was up with the last-minute plan? "Trip? Where to?""I have to go home to my parents in Florida, and my car broke down," Michael said.So, he wants to use me for a ride now? Who does he

ALISON I woke up alone in the car and looked around in confusion. I vaguely remember Jacob saying something about going to the bathroom but shouldn't they be back by now? How long has it been anyway? I should go check on them, I thought and stepped out of the truck. Jacob left the truck on so I wouldn't be hot, I guess. I appreciated the gesture, but I still needed to go find them. We had to hit the road soon if we wanted to make it there soon. I went inside the hotel and looked around. "Can I help you, miss?" the front desk agent asked. "Have you seen two guys walking in here looking for a restroom?" I asked. "One was wearing a green shirt and the other had jeans and a white t-shirt?" The agent nodded. "They went to the restroom, but it's been a few minutes. Maybe you should check on them," she said and chuckled. Jeez...did they both eat something bad or something? I thought men were faster when they u

JACOBI couldn't help it. Michael is so adorable that he brings the flirt out of me, so I had to joke about him getting in the shower with me.He looked like he almost considered saying yes.I hopped into the shower and let the warm water pour down on me. After a long drive, it felt amazing."I am coming in," I heard Michael announce it and walked right in. What the hell is going on?I pulled the shower curtain to the side to look at him. "Michael, what the fuck? I wasn't done yet," I barked. "Wait your fucking turn.""I'm not here for the shower. I just want..." he stopped talking and looked me up and down. His heated gaze trailed down my chest, and abs then stopped between my legs. I could feel myself getting hard. Goddammit, things keep getting out of control with him."What do you want, Michael?" I asked quietly. I turned off the shower and looked at him questioningly."I don't know. I don't know what I was thinking, bargin

MICHEAL Alison had been acting weird this morning. She seems more...cuddly? I don't know how to describe it, but she is clinger than usual. Was it because she was at my parents' house? But it's not like I told her to show more PDA in front of them! "Baby, you got to try a piece of this omelet your mom made. So delish!" Alison said. "I know. I have the same omelet on my plate, so you don't need to feed it to me," I said and chuckled uncomfortably. "But it tastes even better when I feed it to you. Say, ahh!" she cooed and practically shoved it in my mouth. I couldn't help but be conscious of Jacob staring at us. He was chewing his food slowly while watching this very uncomfortable interaction between Alison and me. I wondered what he was thinking about. "Doesn't it taste so much better in the hands of your lovely girlfriend?" Alison asked and batted her eyelashes. Jeez, what was her deal? "Um...I guess?" I replied. Alison