Sweet Little Lies

Ch.20 Threats

Ajax West
The rest of the drive home is in silence, I can tell Remmy is uncomfortable but I'm not bothered by it nor am I sorry for it. I'm not entirely sure how the next couple of days are going to go. He's staying at my house, but he's certainly not welcome. I park the truck and we both get out not saying a word to each other. I watch him leave the garage, thinking he could be going to his car to get his things. When I hear his car start I know I'm wrong and that he's leaving. Good-riddance to that! I smile, walking up the steps and press the button to lower the garage door.  Oh, fuck. Harps gonna be pissed. Unless he doesn't tell her...He better not fucking tell her! I guess I'll just have to wait and see what he does. Will he go home or cry to Harp. My money is he's on his way into town right now, calling Harp to tell her how her boyfriend threaten to bury him. Sissy.
I don't get why she ever dated him anyway. He dresses way too metrosexual and definitely uses some kind of junk in his hair. I don't think he's funny at all or interesting. What the hell could she see in him?
I take a quick shower and when I get out my phone rings. Well I guess I have my answer. The little bitch boy went tattling to Harp.
"Yes, love?" I answer, knowing its her.
"Ajax, what were you thinking?" She asks, tiredly. "Remmy just called, he's going to the next town over to rent a room. Apparently, you to got into it on the way back to the ranch and you threatened to kill, him? Tell me thats not true."
"Well, taken out of context but, yeah. I suppose I did." I confess.
"In what context is that at all acceptable?" She asks, her voice raising.
"He said he was here to fight for you. I told him if he tried I'd take care of him. That's all." I reply, defending myself. I hold the phone between my ear and shoulder to but on a pair of briefs.
"Great." She replies, sounding worn out.
"You should be proud of me. If he wasn't your friend he'd be laid out on the side of the road right now."
She groans. "That's the thing, he is my friend. Luckily, I was able to talk my friend into going back to the ranch. He's already turned around." She says, smugly.
"Is he simple? Why the hell would he come back here?" I question, irritated and angry.
"Because I told him to! I'm on my way and you two will act civilized towards one another." She states, no room for argument.
I take a deep breath. I guess if Harps staying here too I can deal with his presence. The annoying little flea that he is.
"I don't want him here." I state, right off the bat. That way she knows I'm only tolerating him because of her. "I suppose if you'd stay in my room I could overlook the little weasel and let him stay here." I say, suggestively.
"Really, Ajax?" She asks, laughter in her voice.
"Hey, its you who cant pick decent friends. This is what it will cost ya." I reply, playing hardball.
"Ugh, you're so annoying sometimes." She states, amusement in her voice.
"Is that a, yes?"
Theres only a slight pause. "Yes, but don't make it obvious to Remmy, okay. No gloating and don't put him in a room on the second floor."
"Didn't plan on it." I reply, innocently. I'm putting him directly below us. That way he can hear just how much she is mine.
She huffs loudly, "I'm on my way. Don't put him below us either." She says, suspiciously and ends the call. Man, that woman knew exactly what I was thinking. I throw on a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt. Walking down stairs I see the lights of Remmy's car in the driveway. I shrug, he can wait for his milk-nurse.
I walk to the kitchen and make a sandwich. Noticing myself watching the clock I decide to turn on the tv in the living room to distract myself and make the time go by faster. Come on, Harp. I'm flying half-mast here. When I finally hear the front door open I immediately get up and race down the hall. I see Remmy with his bags. "Here let me help you." I say, taking him by surprise. I grab his suitcase and start walking back down the hall. I go to the room my Ma calls, "the green room" and set his stuff inside. When they both catch up I say, "Bed, closet, and bathroom." Turning to Harp, I pick her up and throw her over my shoulder, earning a loud, "Ajax!"
"Say goodnight, Harp." I reply, not waiting for her to actually do it.
"Ajax!" she yells again as I race down the hall and up the stairs.
I carry her into my room and flip her onto the bed. "Seriously, thats how you behave after what I said!"
"I cant be blamed for what I do when I'm horny." I state, as I start to kiss her neck. "The anticipation was killing me."

Harper Morgan
"You still acted like a two year old." I scold, and he rubs his hardness against me in response. "But I know what you mean." I moan, running my fingers though his hair. To say that Ajax took it slow would be an understatement. It felt the like he was savoring every second, which made me want him even more. The sexual torture was worth every minute, by the time we laid down our bodies sweaty and intertwined I was perfectly content and absolutely fulfilled. Ajax definitely did not disappoint.
"I love you." He announces, playing with the ends on my hair. I look up at him from the crook of his arm.
"Love you, too." I reply, shyly. I don't know why I feel like blushing but I do.
"Tell me you'll marry me." He orders, huskily and my body gets warm.
I nod, knowing its inevitable. "Eventually." I respond, not breaking eye contact.
"You know I heard about this discou-"
"Shut up." I interrupt slapping his chest. "I never want to hear the word discount ever again."
He laughs. "It'd be nice to get it over with."
My eyebrow raises, "So anxious to buy the cow, even thought you're getting the milk for free? Thats not good economics."
"I was never one for numbers and you're not just any cow, you're my cow."
"Ajax, if you refer to me as a cow again. I'll start cutting off your milk supply." I say, seriously.
"You just called yourself one." He points out.
"I was taking about an old saying. What you said isn't a saying." I argue.
"Okay, babe. What I was saying is, if we know its going to happen we should just do it."
"We did do it." I say, deliberately misinterpreting his meaning.
"Harp." He warns.
"I just don't want to yet. I'd like to enjoy our relationship as it is right now and when we're ready, we'll take the next step."
He doesn't respond, just gives a noncommittal, humph sound. deciding I don't want to have a disagreement tonight I ignore it. "I had fun tonight." I say, moving my hand from the middle of his chest, lower....then lower....
"We're about to have a lot more fun." He promises, flipping me over.