-Chapter 14-
JACOBS POV
"Squeeze my hand any tighter and I'll be a dis abled worker Jacob".
Oops
Ha
"Sorry-
"Chresanto!"
The loud yell of Augusts name made my sentence to cut off.
Obviously one of his family members stood before me, highly guessing this is his mother.
"Hey Ma".
My assumption was right.
With a half nervous smile, I shyly let go of Chres's hand so he could envelop his mom into a hug.
Quietly I began to observe.
She wasn't very tall, nor is she short, you could say she's medium height, average.
My eyes slowly skimmed down her slight grayish brown hair that was neatly tucked in a bun, sitting in the back of her head.
"I missed you Chres".
"Ha, Ma I just got off the phone with you not even a while ago."
I slightly chuckled, watching as the caramel skin woman scrunched her nose, tiny wrinkles forming.
"I mean seeing you face to face Boy, When's the last time my only son came to actually visit"?
Chresanto's mother wearily rolled her eyes, causing her attention to suddenly land on me.
"Oh! And you must be Chres's boss, Hello I'm Clair but you can call me Mama C, it's nice to meet you".
Clair..
Pretty
One of my hands immediately rose and quickly waved, "It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs-, M-Mama C, I'm Jacob Perez."
Smooth Jake.. Real smooth.
I mentally scolded at my speech and correction.
"Oh, we'll we should probably get inside, foods nearly done and my stomach is completely growling".
Her words made a helpless grin appear on my face, slowly strolling behind her & Chresanto.
Soonly we all made it inside.
Wow..
This is..
"Beautiful".
I whispered from the intake I took with the sight before me.
The house may look a little shammed down, shabby and a little rusty from the outside but believe me when I tell you, it looks nothing like that inside.
My vision clearly trailed around from the well rose-red painted walls, to the complete tan carpeted floors, above to the black leather furniture.
Speaking of leather..
This jacket is irritating me, well, not necessarily irritating just more of self conscious vibes coming off of it.
I mean, I certainly didn't picture meeting my boyfriends family with this damn thing on.
My fingers slightly pulled on the sleeves of my coat, shoulders heightening, God I'm such a wreck...
CHRESANTOS POV
"Jacob"?
His name rolled perfectly off my tongue while I turned away from my mom.
He's been weirdly quite ever since we walked in...
The second my eyes landed and inspected on his sheltered scared looked, I reared the fact that this man was STILL obviously nervous.
I inwardly sighed.
"Jake... What did I say minutes ago".
I frowned, moving closer to my boss so I could easily bring his hand into mines, Our fingers automatically intertwined.
It felt so natural holding his hand.
"I know August".
Jacob spoke in an exhausting tone while he moved his body more closer to me, easily placing his head onto my shoulder.
I couldn't help but blush.
"I'll relax soon, don't worry".
Hearing Jake casually mumble I only pecked my lips on his forehead in response, lingering on his skin only for the moment before I herd my mothers voice.
"JACOB COULD YOU COME IN HERE AND HELP ME SET THE TABLE!"
Ha, I hated doing that as a kid.
"AND CHRES, GO LET YOUR NEPHEWS KNOW YOU HERE AND DINNERS DONE!, LORD KNOWS WHEN YOU STEP FOOT IN THIS HOUSE THEY NEVER LISTEN TO ME!"
I halved smiled.
Just when me and Jacob was getting comfortable...
Reluctantly dis connecting, I cautiously rubbed the skin on the back of my neck while gazing on the beautiful figure in front of me.
"I-I'll be right back, I-If you need me, I'll be up those stairs".
My unoccupied arm lifted and pointed towards the direction of the brown wooden stair case.
Jacob just nodded from my words, "Alright".
With that, the two of us exchanged small smiles before exiting out of each others presents and doing as my mother said.
JACOBS POV
"Wow, you cooked all of this"?
My tone couldn't help but be in astonishment as I gazed upon the many bowls and large dishes of the heavenly, good looking food before me.
I swear if drool isn't hanging from the corner of my mouth.
"Mhmm right from scratch Child", Chresanto's mother slipped her hands into the front pockets of her baby blue/white apron, sighing under her breath before she spoke out her next request.
"Alright let's hurry up and set this table up, boys will be coming down soon and un patient."
I only nodded.
CHRESANTOS POV
"Dustin?, Chase?"
Calling out my only two nephews names, I was greeted with only one huge smile as I stood in my stance from the white carved door way.
"Uncle Chres"!!!
My five year old chase, ran away from his stack of Legos and towards my legs so he could engulf them in a hug.
I warmly smile, "How's my big boy doing".
Hand causally ruffling the small brownish curls that was on top of his little tannish head, my gaze traveled Low so I could clearly see his perplexed expression.
"Ehh, alright, but GREAT NOW THAT YOU'RE HERE"!
It completely amazes me how children can catch you off guard like that and change their voices from low to high in a matter of instances.
"I can see that".
Chuckles escaping from my mouth, my back slightly arched so I could kneel down and fully pick up my small relative, his miniature legs automatically wrapped around my hip.
"And how's your big brother".
I mumbled, only for my youngest nephews ears as he carelessly shrugged.
"Eh, a wain in the ass".
Ignoring the fact that he pronounced "pain" wrongly, my thick brows smashed together, "Chase, who taught you that "a" word"?
"Dustin".
Hmm
Not surprised..
"Of course he did".
My facial expression soonly turned into a serious one as I trudge further inside the large bed room, easily seeing the tall sixteen year old boy that laid on the high above bed which was inches away from the white ceiling.
"I told you're grandmother that you're to big for a bunk bed, but no, she insisted on buying it".
My voice hung low, not nearly gaining a response from the young boy before me.
"Can your uncle at least get a hi, handshake or something this time"?.
I couldn't help but let my words come out in a pleading tone as my gaze stayed on the straight faced teenager.
He's always like this...
He's always been like this...
He doesn't speak, doesn't give anyone the time of day..
Ever since her death he'd stay in his own little world, isolated from everything and every single person around him.....
As if my begging words put some type of effect onto him, Dustin reluctantly took his attention off the ceiling and brung his gaze onto me.
But that's all he did.
No words, no contact, no smile, just a glare.
I sighed with closed eyes.
"Dinners done, wash up and come down stairs."
Using my only free hand since the other was being occupied to the middle of Chase's back so he wouldn't fall, I only ran my fingers along Dustin's fuzzy short hair cut.
JACOBS POV
"Aaannd done".
Speaking in a voice with nothing but accomplishment, my hands rested on either side of my hips while I gazed upon the well organized table.
Glass,plate,fork,spoon,knife & folded napkin.
Good job for a guy who only had his nanny do it for him when he was younger.
If I do say so myself.
"Wow! Umm Jacob". Chresanto's mother's voice rang in my ears, making my eyes to land on her with hands full of pots.
"You really are "formal" when setting up things".
His mother's tone came out as though confused, along with the puzzling look she gave me.
Good going Jacob, freak the dear lady out with your mannered ways.
I mentally kissed my teeth.
"If you're un happy, I could always just rearrange the dishatory".
My teeth came in contact with the now trembling bottom lip of mines, immediately seeing the old woman shake her head from each side.
"No, no, it's fine hunny".
Phew..
"Just come and take a seat, my men will be entering the kitchen any second now".
As if it was a mother's intuition, foot steps soon carried their way through the air from Chresanto entering inside the room.
Although
He was not alone.
Resting upon the side of his left hip was a little small boy, you could kinda say an off August-mini-me.
The two had similar features in the face, like the nose and the head shape.
My eyes trailed back and forth from the two.
Sooo from Mama C
(I feel really weird calling her that by the way)
From what she had yelled a little earlier, this must be one of Chresanto's nephew.
I long illy traveled up my gaze, eyes soon connecting with the young boys, immediately noticing he was mimicking my actions.
I smiled.
He's to cute..
"Jacob."
My name was spoken in a deep low voice.
"I want you to meet Chase, my nephew....Chase say hello to Jacob, my boyfrien-, b-boss".
I couldn't help but smirk at Chresanto's fail of introducing me, his slight mistake however made his mother to scrunch her brows.
Conyo..
Teeth now fully out from the corners of my mouth raising, I looked at Chase waiting for a reaction.
His eyes widened.
Soonly the boy's face was hidden from my view, since he stuffed his own gaze to the crook of Chres's neck.
It's a pleasure to meet you to....
"He's not really good at dealing with strangers".
August's mother mumbled under her breath to me before passing by to set the last pan of food on the long marble brown table.
(It was a pan of Mac & cheese to be exact)
"Ooh Ma, you cooked my favorite!"
"Home style and baked!, mmm!"
*Note to self, learn how to cook baked macaroni to win Chresanto's heart*
After locking that little fact in my mind, I watched as Chresanto took the seat right beside me, once sitting, he immediately brung Chase onto his lap so he could become more comfortable.
"Your nerves are all better now"?
Slowly licking my bottom lip from the interest I had on the heavenly, delicious smells that filled the atmosphere, I quickly answered August.
"Much better Papa".
The reference I used on him immediately brung a steamy glow in his eyes.
Just wait til we leave here....
"Dustin!"
My shoulders couldn't help but jump from the sudden "exit" of my lust filled trance.
"Chresanto, didn't I send you up there to bring " both"of the boys down"?
I watched as my employee huffed in what I'm guessing to be annoyance before giving his mother a tired look.
"Ma, I told him to wash up and come down".
The elder woman slightly frowned.
"Maybe Dusty's not hungry".
I giggled.
I'm sorry..
But "Dusty"...
Really?
Who wouldn't laugh at that nick name.
Biting down on my tongue from releasing any more necessary laughs, my eyes suddenly landed on the slight skinny talk figure that enter inside the wide dinning room.
So this must be the late Dustin.
Hopefully I can get a better introduction from this nephew.
Halfly smiling while raising up from my previous seat, I slowly strolled over toward the teenage boy, immediately stopping once there was respectable distance between the two of us.
"Hello".
I gave a grin before running my fingers through the bunched mess I hate to call my hair.
In response.
I just received...
A cold glare?!?
What...
"Who are you"?
His voice..
Cold, deep and raspy.
It caused my knees to slightly go weak.
"Eheem, I'm Jacob Perez, pleasure to be here and you must be Dustin?, r-right?.."
I stuck my hand out forward, silently hoping he would at least have the Courtesy to shake it.
I guess my hopes weren't strong enough.....
Instead, the boy blew out a deep frustrated breath before leaving my presence and walking further inside the dinning room, I disappointly turned around as well.
I wish I haven't...
The complete shock looks I was receiving at the moment from Chresanto and his mother, even from Little Chase.
God
W-what did I do?....
"That's the most he has ever spoken to anyone this year"..
Listening to the only woman in the room word's, I gulped at what she said.
I wonder why the boy doesn't talk much?...
And most importantly, why did he suddenly choose to speak to me, out of all people..
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After dinner was completely devoured and done, Chresanto immediately took the now sleeping Chase fully in his arms after I complimented his mother on the well prepared food.
"I'm just gonna put him to sleep and then I'll bring you home, okay"?
Chres whispered, careful not to disturb the small figure against his chest.
I only nodded in return.
*why don't you wait in the living room Sir*
Silently Mouthing his request with a side nod, I reluanctly raised up and away from the now cleared off table and followed behind my employee with his un Conscious nephew.
"Just take a seat, I'll be right back".
Listening to Chresanto's orders, I quickly plopped onto the black smooth material couch , immediately becoming comfortable once my back laid upon the nice textured surface.
"I'm sooo tired"......
"She liked to sit there too".
Wait?
What.
Who said that?
Allowing my eyes to follow the direction of the deep slurring voice I herd before, my attention soon landed on a slouched Dustin. I watched while he lazily stood against the bottom of the stair well's wall.
"W-who is "she"?"
Second time.
This is the second time this not-so-seemingly quiet boy decided to talk to me.
My upper body rose up from the back cushions of the couch in anticipation for his next words.
But....
As if what I had just said alarmed the teenager that he spoke to much, Dustin suddenly sighed with rolling eyes.
Not before he fastly bounced his self up & off the wall so he could leave out of my presence.
Damn it....
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CHRESANTOS POV
"Are you ready to go Sir"?
With crossed arms resting against my covered chest, I longingly smiled at Jacobs relaxed position on the sofa, but for some reason..
He had a frown on his face..
"Yes August I'm ready to g-"
"What's wrong".
Immediately cutting off my boss's words, I soonly un crossed my arms and traveled further inside the living room so I could take a nearing seat next to him.
"W-what do you mean, I'm fin-".
"Sir please don't make me ask again, now what is it that's bothering you"?..
My voice croaked from the sudden worried filled thoughts.
What had happened wrong when I wasn't paying attention?
What was not done right that I should have fixed..
Was it the food?
My mother?
My neighborhood?
Oh god, it's probably everything above, Jacob probably hates my life style, I am a complete disgrace, I can never live up to his standards, I'll never be enough for him.
I'm going to be forever alone...
"Really Chresanto?, Forever alone huh?."
My boss began to chuckle.
"Now who did you steal that line from"?
I really hate it when you "think" you're speaking to your self IN your own mind when in reality you are actually talking your thoughts out loud.
"Sorry".
I sheepishly blushed.
"But yeah, not changing the subject Jacob, what happened?"
His laughs soonly died down and the small frown only re appeared.
"It's not really the fact that something is "bothering" me, it's really much more of an.... ongoing concern that's in my mind".
Jake looked at me with beautiful bright brown eyes before mumbling out his next words.
"Y-your nephew.. Dustin.. Before he uh.. Went upstairs he mentioned something to me".
Mentioned something?..
A-are you serious.
He sp-spoke again...
"What did he say"? My words escaped my mouth as if I was out of complete breath, while Jacob just read my complex expression, immediately causing him to bring his eyes to the hands on his lap.
"He um.. said I was sitting in a seat that "she" liked to sit in, I just wanted to know.. "Who" she is"?..
My eyes immediately closed in calming assurance, soonly I reopened them with an exhaling breath.
Dear Dustin...
"Jacob".
I suddenly raised my hand to Perez's smooth tan chin, slowly raising his head so I could look into those cautious eyes.
"I'll tell you later who he was referring to, okay"?
My voice tried to cover up the lie I had just told out loud, but easily from reading my face, he knew I really wasn't gonna inform him.
W-when I'm ready, I promise I'll talk to him about it.
I'll tell him about "her", my one and only sibling.
Gaining an one sided smile from the gorgeous man before me, my lips couldn't help but connect with the soft delicate ones that was inches away.
We only groaned in response.
"I can still some what taste that tasty chicken on your lips Chres".
I herd Jacob mumble against me, causing myself to inwardly grin.
"Really".
I felt the soft tingling feeling of his tongue trace the puckered bottom lip of mines, I willingly opened my mouth.
"Yesss, really".
Gosh, his moans are turning me on.
Holding in the desperate whimper that wanted to escape my throat, my occupied hand left Jacobs chin and traveled down, along with the other onto his slick material that was covering My boss's chest.
"I want this tight thing off of you so I can grip those damn hips of yours Sir".
Growling out my desirable wishes, my teeth couldn't help but slightly latch on Jacobs bottom lip in want and need.
God
I'm so damn
Horny...
Body completely shivering from my words, Jacob's chest began to heave in anticipation, immediately growing hot once I freed his sweet pink muscle from my mouth.
"Take it off of me then August".
Lust..
So much lust was filled in that slight deep voice of his.
Now out of utter breath, I only gulped
While looking this man in the eye, seeing as much want and need he held just as the same as me.
It's so damn hot..
"Eheem-"
Fuck!
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JACOBS POV
Shit..
"Ma-mama C".
I embarrassingly pushed August slightly little away from me so I could clearly see the pursing lips woman before us.
"Umm I-I was just u-Uhh "...
"I knew it.. I knew it, From the minute you two walked in, I knew it".
Again..
Call it a mothers intuition.
I warmly smiled while hearing Chresanto let out a frustrating breath before he suddenly raised up from his seat on the couch.
"We were just about to leave Ma".
August mumbled, waltzing closer to his mom before one of his arms reached for her to cause a side hug.
"Mmm it seemed like the two of you were about to do the opposite, not leave but cum"..
Oh shit..
No she did not..
I couldn't help the on going coughs that let out my mouth from the woman's words of observance.
Chresanto simply blushed.
"Only you Ma"..
The woman casually giggled as I only did the same rising action August did moments ago.
"Yes boy, only me".
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"I'll walk you to your door, okay"?
My employees words filtered the heated car's air, while I nodded in agreement.
"Okay".
With that, August turned off of his car making the two of us exit out the vehicle and into Late July's inference.
"I had a really nice time tonight Chresanto".
Speaking nothing but honest words, I slowly stepped along the small amount of stairs that led to my complex buildings front door.
"I'm glad, that's all that really just matters to me, to make you happy Sir".
I couldn't hide the spreading blush as a sudden thought popped in my head.
"But you know what would have made this night even more perfect Chresanto".
My steps soonly came to a stop once the two of us made it to the top of my porch, my back mearly faced the door so I was looking this handsome man in the eyes.
"What"?
Chres's fangs peeked from his mouth since he gave me a curios smile.
"If your mother didn't interrupt us earlier in that damn hot living room."
My words couldn't help but roll slowly off my tongue.
This dirty mind of mines immediately began to wonder what type of reaction I would receive from my employee.
Chresanto's eyes closed.
Highly guessing he was thinking of remembrance from only moments ago.
I mentally laughed.
"Good night Mr.August".
The three words escaped my lips, before the slender metal door was opened from my backwards grip.
Chres's lids suddenly became un visible .
"Good night Mr.Perez"....
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And that readers was an inside look of Chresanto's background and life.
If you was slightly confused about Chres's sister I advise you to rewind back to Chapter 1.
But yeah, hope y'all enjoy Chapter 14 and are eagerly ready for the next.
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