Chapter 25

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It had bad idea written all over it and not even the alcohol he consumed clouded that, but yet here he was his father's office keys in hand, Melanie driving. She had smelled the beer on his breath, and did that stop her. Of course not. Why would it, Mel knew like everyone else knew Isaac's weakness, and a part of him hated it. No never existed with Melanie Davison. Before Mel, Isaac was timid, he barely spoke, barely went out of his yard without Christian, which was few a far between when Christian became to cool to even acknowledge he had a little brother.

Isaac studied the keys in his hand and suddenly, he was in middle school all over again. His stomach lurched, his heart raced, and strange enough he had never felt so alive. His eyes trailed over to her in the driver's seat of his car. He pictured her little head bobbing as she peddled her little pink and white bike with streamers on the handles, and his trailing behind him terrified wondering what kind of trouble she was going to follow her into tonight. Probably to the pits of hell. God only knew.

She'd called him just as his head hit the bed, and as much as he knew he needed to tell her that it was a bad idea, that it wasn't any of their business if his dad was broke or not. Isaac had doubts. His shop had seen the same regulars for years, that was what people loved about Vincentville it was predictable. That was when something else clicked, Melanie didn't do predictable. She could live in Vincentville and still travel...with him. He hadn't seen many places but seeing them with her would make everything more special, and then they would settle down and start having kids after she had seen everything. It would have to be on the weekends when he didn't have school, and when he didn't have the pee wee league. He'd need to schedule it, but he could find away, and the funds . Suddenly, he felt overwhelmed and her realized how predictably scheduled his life had become.

"Okay, come on." Melanie placed her hand on top of his and his heart hitched, her big glittering brown eyes met his and suddenly nothing mattered. His vision went down to her soft fluffy pink lips and then the tight black shirt that teased him with her appetizing cleavage. His fingers itched to push away the fabric and grope her perfect breast. Damnit this woman was perfect.

"Shaggs!" She snapped him into reality and he looked back into her eyes again, he large glittering eyes, he could have just pulled her into his lap and taken her in the front seat of his car. How was that for predictable.

"Earth to Shaggs. The sky is clear for landing." She grabbed the side of his face which only made him melt more into her. His lips moved on their own but her hand held his head where it was, but she let out a giggle.

"Whoa! What are you doing?"

His lips twitched and he leaned forward again.

She'd brushed her lip gently on his and pulled away teasing every inch of his manhood.

She leaned against the side of his neck her soft lips making his hairs stand up, "After we're done, I'll make it worth your while." With that, she slid out of the car abruptly.

To him, 'worth his while' was agreeing to be his girlfriend so she could make his worth his while every night after work and in the morning on lazy weekends. 'Worth his while' was not stepping out of his car into the parking lot of his father's shop at full salute. Not that anyone was around, the place was deserted and dark. A single street light hung above the 'Trusty's Auto Shop' sign. He turned and noticed Melanie's dark delectable silhouette.

Isaac had been a simple man in his marriage. He wasn't the kind of guy that craved the dirty sex in pornos, or even threesomes. For the first times visions came to him of taking this woman like a cave man with her legs wrapped around him on the side of the building. He would have taken her anywhere that would release the pent up hunger he felt.

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