Stronger Than Ever (My Best Friend) (4 page)

He turned to her. “You’re right.” He looked her over from head to toe. “If you ever get tired of my little cousin…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Kay stepped back. “Now you’re over stepping. I will never get tired of Jason.”

Jason walked into the kitchen. He’d heard the entire conversation, but remained silent. He walked up behind Kay, kissed her neck. “Is everything okay?”

She turned in his arms. “Yes, just talking to your cousin Kevin.” she kissed his lips.

Kevin excused himself and left the kitchen.

Jason removed a strand of hair from her face. “Thank you for those kind words.”

She smiled. “You heard.”

He smiled back. “Yes.” They walked back out to the living room where the rest of the family was now laughing and celebrating the life of Mr. Jeremy Johnson.

***

The funeral was sad, but beautiful. So many family and friends went up, and shared wonderful things about Mr. Johnson. Jason, Kay and Angel said their goodbyes. They were headed back home.

Kay walked into her office to find two-dozen red roses on her desk. She walked over to her desk smiling, and sat. She pulled opened the little envelope.

“
Thank you for being you, Love J.”

The card was simple, but meant so much. After her parents died, she never felt like she belonged until she met Jason. She finally felt home, like the missing piece of her jigsaw puzzle was found, Jason completed it. She called him, but his secretary told her that he was in a meeting with a client. Kay asked her if he had any more appointments.

His secretary hesitated, and then said no.

“Thank you, Susan. Have a nice day.” She never really liked his temp secretary. There was something about the woman’s tone of voice, her cool, efficient manners that felt extra-cool whenever Kay was around. She got up from her desk, picked up her purse, and walked out her office. She turned to her assistant. “I’ll be back in about two hour
s.
I have a really important meeting.”

Miriam looked up from typing on her keyboard. “But you don’t have any appointment in your calendar.”

“Something came up at the last minute. Bye, Miriam.” She walked to the elevator with a smile. She walked to her car, and headed home to change clothes.

***

Kay hurried down the corridor to Jason’s corner office, hoping against hope Susan would be off making copies, or taking dictation, or filing something, or whatever it was that filled her time. No such luck. Susan was at her desk, her thin lips pressed tight together as she stacked Manila folders into an even tighter pile on the blotter. The younger woman stood up defensively the moment she saw Kay’s approach
. “Is Mr. Anderson alone?”

“Yes. Let me tell him you’re here.”

Kay ignored her, and walked toward Jason’s door. “Hold all his calls and push back any appointments he may have.” She turned and opened the door to his office.

Jason
kept typing away at
his computer. “I told you
—” He
looked up.

Kay opened her coat. Under her coat, she was wearing a black lacy bra,
Cheekies,
and black pumps. He was speechless and smiled. “Damn, woman.” He said eating her with his eyes.

She
locked the door, and walked toward him seductively.
He couldn’t take his eyes off of her.

“I’m made from the finest chocolate on earth
,” she said with a naughty smile.
Kay s
troll
ed
over to him and sat on his lap. “Thank you for the flowers.”

Jason
was speechless
.
Kay had
never done anything like this before, but then again she had always been spontaneous. That’s one of the things he loved about her. Sh
e bent down and
nibbl
ed
on his ear, followed by feather kisses. The second she kissed him he became aroused.

The phone kept buzzin
g and
she stopped kissing him, and stared. Jason hit the ignore button, and turned off the ringer. He grabbed her waist, and pulled her on his lap. Now straddling him, she smiled. “I thought you would be mad at me for coming to your office unannounced.”

“I would never get mad at you looking like this, my
Nubian
queen.” He kissed her breast. “I needed a distraction.” He noticed her breast were a bit fuller. He took off her bra, and gently sucked on each of her Hershey’s-kiss nipples, he couldn’t get enough of them. She moaned, trying to keep quiet. His gentle kisses turned passionate. She pulled back and planted little kisses on his neck. He got up, and cleared his desk, pushing everything out his way. He picked her up, and laid her down on his desk. He
started
kissing her from her breast to her navel. When he noticed her stomach was a bit fuller.
S
he’s on birth control
, he thought.
He kissed his way back to her mouth. He stopped, and stared at her. “Kay, what would I do without you?”

She caressed his cheek. “You will never find out.”

He leaned in and kissed her. He took off her
Cheekies
, and then he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants,
letting them
f
a
ll to his ankles. He turned her around with her ass turned to him. He settled in between her thighs, bent down and kissed her ass cheeks. He stood up, and pushed himself deep inside her wet
,
awaiting pussy. They both moaned in ecstasy, he kiss
ed
her back and neck.

“Do you like that baby?”

“Yeah.” She said between whispered moans.

They tried to swallow their moaning, as he thrust into her in slow motion. Savoring the feeling of ecstasy, his
strokes became
faster and harder. He loved the way her body reacted to his, the way she moaned every time he touched her. He could feel her about to cum
.
H
e pulled back and gently tugged on her hair. He thrust into her one more time, and her pussy
started
pulsating. He leaned her up a bit and kiss
ed
her swallowing her screams of ecstasy. He didn’t last much longe
r, as
he grunt his teeth and came deep in her. He planted sweet kisses all over her back, and pulled out. He helped her up, pulled his pants back up, and helped her with her coat. He walked to his private bathroom, got some tissue and cleaned her up.

“Why didn’t you tell me sending you flowers at work would grant me an office visit?” He took her hand and walked back over to his desk and sat down.

“Sometimes I have to spice it up. Make sure you know what you have at home.” She leaned down and kissed him. “Turn your phone back on, before Susan has a stroke.” She turned up the volume.

He grabbed her wrist. “I know what I have at home.”

She helped him pick up his papers of the floor and fix his desk. “I don’t think your secretary likes me. I miss Mrs. Martha, I wished she hadn’t retired.”

“Why do you think that?” he said grabbing and kissing the palm of her hand.

“Forget it, I’m just being silly.”

“Kay”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever thought of us having another baby?” he said staring in her brown eyes.

“Where did that come from?” she said cupping his face, leaning on his desk.

“It’s just something I’ve been thinking about. Are you going to give an answer?”

“Of course I want to have another baby one day.”

“One day.” He said a little disappointed.

“I didn’t mean it like that baby. If you want us to try, I have to stop taking birth control, and it can take months before I get pregnant.”

He held her hand. “Stop taking them.”

“Are you sure?” she lifted his hands to her cheeks.

“Yes, I’m sure. I think it’s time.” He kissed her

She smiled. “Okay. I have to go see a doctor and make sure everything is okay. I have to go back to work. Can we finish talking about this later?”

He got up and followed her out of his office. “I’ll walk you to your car.”

“Mr. Anderson you have Mr. Davidson on line one, I tried buzzing you,” Susan said with irritation in her voice.

He turned to her. “He can wait. I’ll be right back.” They entered the elevator.

He walked Kay to her car, kissed her. “I love you doll eyes.”

She hugged him. “I love you too, see you later.”

She jumped into her car and drove off.

He walked back to the building
,
smiling
.

Jason made it home around six. He was eager to see Kay after the lunch delight she’d given hi
m, and
he also wanted to continue their conversation about having another baby. Today had been a long day, after she left, his mother’s lawyer, Mr. Brown, came to his office and handed him the trust papers for Angel and any other kids he may have in the future. Other documents referenced the proceeds from the sale of his grandfather’s house. Mr. Brown reminded him of his grandfather, the way he began giving him thoughtful advice and at that moment he missed the weekly conversation he used to have with his grandfather.

He opened the door and noticed his girls weren’t home yet. He checked his cell phone to see if he’d missed any calls from Kay, but he had no missed calls. Jason headed to the bathroom and took a shower, hoping that by the time he was finished they would be home, but when he finished and got dressed, they were still not home. He stepped into the kitchen, and made himself a sandwich. When he looked up at the clock, it was eight o’clock. He called Kay’s cell phone and it went straight to voice mail, he left a message. “Baby, call me when you get this message.” He hung up and called his mother.

“Hello,” Mrs. Anderson answered.

“Mom, is Angel with you?”

“Yes, she is. The pre-school called, because it was six o’clock and Kay hadn’t picked her up yet.”

“I’ll come get her.”

“It’s okay sweetie, she can stay with us. We’re watching The Lion King.” She said giggling with Angel. “Is something wrong, I’ve been trying to call Kay, but it goes straight to voicemail?”

“I think she might have had to work late today. I think it was my turn to pick her up.” He didn’t want to worry his mother. “I’ll pick her up in the morning. Bye Mom, I love you.” He hung up, and called Amy, Kay’s co-worker.

“Hello.” Amy answered.

“Hey Amy, did Kay have to work late today?”

“Kay didn’t come back to work after her lunch appointment. She told Miriam she had a very important meeting and would be back, but she never showed.”

He knew he was her lunch appointment. “Thank you Amy.”

“What’s wrong?”

“She didn’t pick up Angel, and she isn’t home yet, usually she calls and let me know. It might be nothing.”

“If I hear from her, I’ll let her know you’re looking for her.”

“Thanks.” He said before he hung up.

***

Jason was more than worried
, he looked up at the clock, and it was now nine thirty
. H
e was
pacing, when the phone rang. He didn’t even bother looking at the caller ID. “Kay, where are you?”

“Jason it’s not Kay, its Mom.” Mrs. Anderson said, “Kay has been admitted to Memorial Hospital.”

“What?” before she could answer he hung up the phone, grabbed his keys and was out the door.

***

Mrs. Anderson arrived at the nurses’ station
, and was led to Kay’s
room. Kay looked up and dropped her face in embarrassment. Her left eye was swollen, she had a cut on her forehead, her
neck had handprints around it,
and her arms, legs and ribs were bruised. Mrs. Anderson walked over and hugged her. “Sweet heart, what happened?”

Kay slightly pulled away shaking, and whispered. “He tried to rape me. Why did he hurt me?” Tears r
unning
down her cheeks.

Mrs. Anderson tried to hug her, but she
began
shaking uncontrollably and pulled away. She cupped her face and with her fingertips
,
wip
ed
her tears.

“Kay, who tried to rape you?” she asked.

Jason entered the room.

Kay knew he’d heard what his mother asked her. He stared at her and his eyes tear up. The moment he leaned forward to walk over to her, she spoke.