Page 24 of Fever: Love In Scrubs

A fter my crying spell and talk with his mother, Jaxson took me to the bathroom to wash my face.

Mrs. Pierre explained to me how she and my mother lost touch after they graduated from high school.

They’d both gone off to college, gotten married, and started families.

She and Mr. Pierre didn’t move back here until Asia was seven, years after my mother’s death.

Learning that his mother and mine had been best friends did something to me.

I felt like she’d sent me another person that was close to her, to share part of her life with me.

It was a bonus that her son was the man I was slowly but surely falling for.

As I sat on the sink, he gently rubbed the warm rag over my skin, all while placing soft kisses to my lips.

I felt so loved and taken care of in this moment.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Better. You must be sick of me crying?—”

“Stop it. I could never get sick of you, Wynter. Ever.” He kissed me again. “You know you’re stuck with my mother now, right? She loves going down memory lane and she’s gonna talk your head off about your mom.”

I smiled. “I’m okay with that.” I looked around the bathroom. “Remember the last time you had me on a counter?”

He grinned. “I think about it every time I go in that bathroom.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pecked his lips. “ We miss y’all.”

He laughed, realizing that the we in question was me and my pussy missing him and his dick.

“ We miss y’all too,” he answered, pressing himself between my legs. “Your cousin is heading home today right?”

“Yes.”

“Spend the night with me. I have court in the morning and being with you will ease some of the tension I feel.”

“You wanna know something?” I said, fingering his beard. “I brought a bag with me.”

He grinned. “You just knew I was gonna ask you to stay, huh?”

“I hoped you’d want to be as close to me as I wanted to be to you.”

He kissed me soft and deeply, his hands resting on my ass. We were just starting to get into it when there was a knock on the door.

“Alright now, Jaxxy. Don’t be in there trying to console my girl in other ways,” Asia said loud enough for only us to hear.

I broke into laughter as I opened the door. “Hey, girl. You’re alive today. That’s good.”

Asia giggled. “I needed a power nap. Those drinks were still on my ass.” She pulled me into a hug. “You okay, boo? Mommy told me she knew your mother.”

“I’m fine,” I said, pulling back. “I just had to cry a little bit, but I’m good now.”

“Good. We’re about to eat. Wash your hands, nasties.”

She playfully mushed her brother before walking away. Jaxson and I washed our hands and headed into the dining room. The table was set, and everybody was seated with two spots left for us on either side of Jamari. She smiled and squeezed my hand as we grabbed our seats.

“You okay now, Ms. Wynter.”

“I’m fine, baby. I promise.”

She leaned over and gave me a squeeze. After joining hands and saying a prayer, we started plating our food.

“Uncle Jaxson, you didn’t introduce me to your girlfriend,” Kacie said with the cutest frown.

That’s when I remembered she’d been outside playing when Wynter pulled up.

“My bad, baby girl. Kacie, this is Wynter. Wynter, this is my beautiful, wonderful, full of life niece, Kacie.”

That turned her frown into a smile. “Hi, Ms. Wynter!”

“Hi, beautiful. You look just like your mommy.”

“She said I’m her twin. Are you gonna be my new auntie?”

Everybody at the table chuckled at her question, but I could tell she was serious.

“You gotta give us a little time, baby,” Jaxson said.

“But I want a new auntie. Mari has my mommy. I don’t have nobody.”

Jaxson covered his heart. “Well what am I? Chopped liver?”

Kacie scrunched up her face. “Chopped liver sounds nasty.”

Again, we all chuckled. She was so cute and innocent.

“That’s how you’re treating me right now,” Jaxson said. “I thought I was your favorite uncle, lil bit.”

“You are my favorite uncle. That’s why I want an auntie for you.”

“That is so sweet!” Tikayla said. “Don’t worry, girl. I’m sure you’ll get your new auntie before it’s all said and done.”

She winked at me, making me blush. I really did like Jaxson, and I could see us having a future together.

It was crazy because before I met him, I didn’t see a future with any man I’d entertained.

Jaxson was different. I didn’t feel pressure to do or be anything but myself with him.

I never felt pressured to hang out with him or fear that he would retaliate if I declined.

He wanted to be in my space, but respected that I liked my alone time too.

Most men I’d encountered wanted to come to my house or me come to theirs hours after meeting them.

Red flag, because why do you have such a hard on to see me that soon?

I wasn’t out here getting my back blown out by every Tom, Dick, and Harry.

In my thirty years of life, I’d only had about three sexual partners and two of them barely counted because I didn’t even cum with them.

When it was over, I blocked their asses and acted like I didn’t know them if we crossed paths in public.

The man sitting next to me at this table was a good man. Was he perfect? No, but he was good and I deserved that.

Dinner carried on and Jaxson’s family made every attempt to get to know not only me, but Tinka as well.

While we were having dessert, she called my Aunt Kira so she could see Mrs. Pierre.

The moment she saw her, she screamed. They were laughing, talking and reminiscing about my mother.

It made me smile, hearing stories about her.

In all his grief, my father was selfish with her memory.

He kept her to himself, only giving me bits and pieces when I asked about her.

The moment it became too overwhelming for him, he shut it and himself down.

Aunt Kira told me about her, even when it hurt. Hearing these new stories made me feel like I was learning part of her all over again.

Once the video call ended, Tinka had to get on the road because she had work in the morning. She hugged and said goodbye to the Pierres, promising to come back soon and bring my aunt with her. I walked her out to the car and grabbed her up in a tight hug.

“It was so good to see you, Tink,” I said, rocking her from side to side.

“I’ve missed you so much, Wynter. I had to make my way down here to see my girl. Now that I know you’re in good hands, I can rest easy. Dr. Bae and his people will take good care of you.”

I smiled as I pulled away. “It’s really crazy that Mommy and Mrs. Pierre used to be friends.

“It is. I can tell she loved her and regretted that they lost touch. She cried about it when you were in the bathroom. Said if she’d known how you were living, she would have stepped in.

Mom beats herself up over the same thing, Wynter.

She knew the house was junky, but she never knew it was that bad.

She cried so many nights after you came to live with us about not coming to get you sooner. ”

“I’m just glad she was willing to take me. Anything could have happened to me in foster care.”

“And Kira would have been whipping ass, too. She loves you like her own, girl.”

“I know…” I was quiet for a moment. “Can I be honest with you about something, Tink?”

“Anything.”

“The reason I was so secluded when I moved in is because I didn’t want to take up too much space. I never wanted you to feel like I was trying to take your mother because I didn’t have?—”

“Let me stop you right there. You could never take that woman from me. I willingly shared her because I love you, Wynter. You needed her. I had her to myself for seventeen years. You didn’t have a mother, and God rest his soul, you barely had a father.

I’d never deny you the love you needed from my mama because I know how good of a mother she is.

That lady might work my nerves at times, but she would give her life for me.

You deserved a parent like that. You’ve never just been my cousin. You’re my sister.”

She kissed my cheek and pulled me in for a hug. I felt a tear drop against my cheek and she quickly pulled away, dabbing her eyes.

“See, you out here making a thug cry.”

We shared a laugh as I wiped them away.

“Call me when you make it home.”

“I will. If you don’t answer, I’m just gonna assume you are getting your back cracked by Dr. Pierre with your fast ass. Bringing your spend the night bag over like you didn’t have plans to go home with him. Such a slut. I’m so proud.”

I playfully shove her. “Tikayla, please!” We shared another hug before I opened her car door. “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

I stood back and watched as she backed onto the street. She blew the horn and I waved as she drove off to go back to Colorado Springs. I was going to miss having family around, but something told me I had a whole new one waiting for me inside.

We got to Jaxson’s around nine and immediately headed upstairs to shower so we could relax.

We had so much fun together today. Between the food, the laughs, pictures, and an impromptu game night, I was tired as hell.

Jamari originally wanted to watch a movie, but once we made it in the house, she announced that she was ready to go to bed.

She’d hugged and kissed us both before retreating to her room.

Jaxson and I went into his bedroom so we could get comfortable ourselves. He set my bag down and turned to me, motioning me into his arms. I went into them, tilting my head up for a kiss, which he happily obliged.

“Thank you,” he said, rocking me from side to side.

“For what?”

“Today. It meant a lot to me to have you around my family.”

I smiled. “I felt very welcomed. It was so much love there. For so long, it was just me and my dad. Then it was me, my aunt and my cousin. I’m not close to the rest of my family and being with yours was truly something special. Thank you.”

He peered down at me, his hands gently gliding up and down my back.

“I love having you around, Wynter,” he said softly. “I hope you want to continue to be around.”

I blushed. “There is nowhere I’d rather be.”

We shared another kiss before he started to undress us both. Once fully naked, we headed into his bathroom to the shower. Inside, he positioned us under the shower head. Our lips and tongues never parted as he ran his fingers through my now soaked curls.

“You are so fucking beautiful to me, love,” he whispered against my lips. “I want to give you all of me, Wynter.”

“I want to give you all of me too.”

I backed him from under the shower head and over to the bench, pushing him down. Leaning in, I sucked on his neck while stroking his dick until he was rock hard in my hand.

“Can I have it?” I asked, placing a kiss to his earlobe.

“You never have to ask.”

Straddling his lap, I positioned him at my entrance before sliding down onto his length with a moan.

“Shit, Wynter.” He groaned as he filled me.

I slowly lifted my hips, riding him to the tip before slamming my pussy back down on him. Cupping his face, I stared into his eyes as I rode him to ecstasy. His hands gripped my waist, digging into my flesh.

“You feel so good,” I whispered, placing soft kisses to his lips. “So…fucking… good!”

He thrusted his hips forward to meet the rise and fall of my hips. Dipping his head, he latched on to my nipple, suckling it like a baby seeking nourishment from its mother. I gasped as a pleasurable sensation flowed directly to my clit, causing me to speed up a little more.

“J-Jaxson… baby…”

“Ride that shit, love,” he said, gripping my ass to assist me. “Pussy so fucking wet… shit!”

“All for you… only for you.”

“Only for me?”

“Only for you, baby.”

I rode his dick like my life depended on it. Like I had a point to prove. Like it was mine. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the space. Moans poured from both our lips and the moment I felt him stiffen, I knew I had him.

“You ready to cum for me, baby?” I asked, slowing down, but tightening my muscles around his length.

He bit his lip and nodded. “Fuck me up, Wynter.”

I rolled my hips and tightened my muscles at the same time while sucking on his neck. My orgasm was so close.

“Jax…Jax, baby, fuck!”

My body began to tremble, and I came full force as he painted my walls.

With my face buried in his neck to muffle my cries, I rode the wave of the orgasm.

We sat on the bench, panting heavily while staring into each other’s eyes.

His hands gently caressed my body as he placed sweet kisses to my lips.

God… I wanted to love him. I was falling in love with him and there was no safety net to catch me. I didn’t need it. Something told me if I allowed this man to own my heart, I would never feel the need to take it back.