Part 8 (1/2)
”Oh really because I'm at your apartment looking at your bed that hasn't been slept in all night.”
”What are you doing at my apartment?”
”Whatever I want, I pay for it.” Leaning my forehead on to Jonah's chest I shook my head. ”I don't know what has gotten into you lately but I do not like it.”
Putting his hand under my chin Jonah lifted my face up, concern and anger were written all over his face. ”What's wrong?” he whispered.
”I'm being yelled out for not being in my bed.” I whispered back.
”Who the h.e.l.l are you talking to?” My mother shouted loud enough for Jonah to hear.
”Tell her where going through a tunnel.” Jonah chuckled.
”Mom I've got to go we're going through a tunnel.”
My mothers screeching voice sounded from the phone as Jonah took the phone and hung up. ”So, your mom sounds nice.” Jonah said sarcastically putting my cell down on the nightstand.
”Oh yeah she's the best.” I said giving him two thumbs up in mock happiness.
Sitting up more Jonah pulled me into his lap so that I was straddling his waist. ”Truth baby because honestly I did not like the way she was talking to you.” He said running his hands through my hair making me awfully aware that I was completely naked about to answer questions about my mother.
Leaning over the bed I grabbed a black t-s.h.i.+rt off the floor. Pulling it over my head Jonah lifted my hair out of the back.
”I can't decided what's hotter you naked or you wearing nothing but my t-s.h.i.+rt.” Kissing my lips lightly once, he pulled back, ”Now answer my question.”
”My parents are kind of awful and very controlling.”
”Yeah, I kind of got that from what happened at the coffee shop.”
”What are your parents like?”
”From what I remember of them, they were great.” Tilting my head to the side Jonah answered my unspoken question. ”My parents and baby sister died in a car accident when I was thirteen.”
”I'm sorry Jonah.” I said hugging him tightly, ”Where did you go after they died?”
”Foster care with Mason for a couple months then the state let Vinnie and Denny take me in.”
”I like Mason and Denny.”
”Don't tell Denny that he already has a big enough head.” Jonah said amus.e.m.e.nt in his voice.
”Does Mason work with you and Denny?” I asked leaning back so I could look at him.
”No, Mason works for a private security firm.”
”That sounds cool. Tell me about your job?”
Wincing slightly he shook his head, ”I want to know what you do first.”
”I'm studying to be a vet.”
”You like animals huh?”
”Love them. Truthfully I like animals better than I like most people.”
”You like me more then the animals though right?”
”Of course.” I said in a mocking voice bating my eyelashes, ”Now tell me about your work?”
Scooting off the bed with me still on his lap Jonah stood up. ”No.”
”No?” I repeated while he sat me on the bed and started to pull on a pair of blue jeans.
”Yes, no it's almost noon I need to feed you.”
Standing up I walked towards Jonah and couldn't help running my hands over the tribal art that started on his upper left arm and wrapped around his shoulder and ran into his chest. Trailing my hand down his chest I stopped at the roses tattooed across his rib cage and side. The tattoo was a yellow and black rose over lapping with black words written underneath in a different language. ”What does it say?” I asked tracing the words.
”It's their names.”
Sadness swept through me. I knew the pain of losing people you loved. Thinking of Jonah going through that at such a young age had tears welling up in my eyes.
Cupping my face Jonah leaned his forehead against mine. ”You never knew them nor did you know me at the time it happened yet still you cry. I haven't felt compa.s.sion like yours since my mother died.”
Taking a shaky breath I kissed him tenderly. ”I like your tattoos and piercings why are you constantly coving them up or taking them out?”
”Vinnie doesn't think they're professional.” Jonah shrugged. ”Now stop distracting me put your panties on and hop on.”
Grinning I pulled my panties on, ”You know normally that sentence is said a little differently.”
Lips twitching Jonah leaned down so I could jump on his back.
Me giggling like a five year old and Jonah flat out laughing, we bounced down the stairs and into the hall.
”s.h.i.+t.” Jonah mumbled stopping in the doorway of the kitchen.
The kitchen was filled with big men, Denny sat on the counter top, Mason was leaning against the stove and Kay with two other men sat around the kitchen table.
”Is there a reason you're all in my kitchen?” Jonah asked.
”Denny called us,” a guy with light spikey blond hair answered, ”told us you finally spent the night with a girl.”
No freaking way Jonah was aa No.
Loud laughter broke into my momentary freak out.
”Your girl has the wrong idea. She's thinking she deflowered you.” Denny choked out between laughter.
”Can you deflower a guy?” The other guy I didn't know asked.