Read Online Rent Me By The Hour by Leslie Harmison - Free Book Online
Authors: Leslie Harmison
Ads: Link
beat at the same tempo as my heart. The concierge notices us coming up and slips his card in and the cart opens. Jeremiah brushes the loose hair over my face with his fingers. I’m getting this tingly feeling between my legs.
When we get to the restaurant, the hostess takes one glance at Jeremiah and she starts to stutter and stumble just like I did. I know how she’s feeling. Jeremiah makes women quiver between their legs. I bet her pussy is wet just like mine is. She seats us and takes another glimpse of Jeremiah before walking away. He pulls my chair and helps me to my seat. What a gentleman. Even our male waiter is caught off guard by Jeremiah’s charming good looks. I hold back from giggle as our waiter stutters. Jeremiah orders himself Crown on the rocks. I pictured him as a guy who drinks expensive wine. I order sweet tea just like a typical southern woman. You can take a woman out of the country but you can’t take the country out of the woman.
“ Do you not drink?” Jeremiah takes a swig of his alcoholic drink.
“ I have plans after this.”
“ Plans?”
Nosey Maghey. “Yes. Plans.” I don’t let any of the clients know my personal life. The less they know about me, the less complicated it will be. Plus I never drink while I’m working. It clouds up my judgment.
We order a light lunch and enjoy each other’s company. He tells me a little about what he does for a living but doesn’t get into details. I guess he doesn’t want to bore me with work stuff. It’s already one o’clock and I really should be leaving to pick up my kids.
He pays for our lunch, “Will I be seeing you again?”
“ I don’t know. Maybe if Paula feels ill again and you don’t answer your phone so we can reschedule. Then maybe” I’m such a smart ass. “We rescheduled your appointment with Paula for Monday afternoon.”
He raises his eyebrows, “Take care Tina. I’ll be seeing you around.” Then he winks.
Chapter 4
Barely made it to Jocelyn’s school. Since I still had to switch cars before I could come back to Baytown, I was cutting it really close. Shouldn’t have driven down here like I did. I really need to be more careful. I like showing up at Jocelyn’s school thirty minutes before the kids are let out. Waiting in the back of the line is such s dread. I fall in line with the other parents who pick up their kids from school. Martha parks right next to me again. I turn my back on her acting as if I did not notice she was pulling up. I jump as she blows her horn. This crazy bitch just honked. I start bopping my head pretending I’m jamming to some good ole country music. What the hell. She honks again. This deranged woman is persistent to tell me the latest news. But remember my radio is blasting, so I’m not supposed to be able to hear her honk. I pretend I don’t hear her. Hope she doesn’t get out of her car and knock on my window. I’m startled and nearly pee on myself when this bitch knocks on my window. I don’t know whether to laugh or be scared. Who gets out of their car to gossip? Persistent bitch.
“ Hey Martha. How are you doing?”
“ I kept honking, but I guess you didn’t hear it.”
Oh shit. I was bopping my head but the music wasn’t on. And I didn’t even pretend to turn off the radio before rolling my window down. She probably thinks I’m the crazy one. “I guess I didn’t hear.” I arch my eyebrows forcing myself from laughing. I’m so embarrassed.
“ It’s called getting older. It happens to me all the time. I can barely hear.”
Really? I thought you had Dumbo ears. You can hear gossip a mile away. You really want me to believe you can’t hear? “What’s going on Martha?”
“ I hear Matt and Victoria are going to have a crawfish boil this Sunday. I wonder why they didn’t invite Ted and me.”
“ Oh I didn’t know they’re having a boil.” Please don’t ask me to invite
When we get to the restaurant, the hostess takes one glance at Jeremiah and she starts to stutter and stumble just like I did. I know how she’s feeling. Jeremiah makes women quiver between their legs. I bet her pussy is wet just like mine is. She seats us and takes another glimpse of Jeremiah before walking away. He pulls my chair and helps me to my seat. What a gentleman. Even our male waiter is caught off guard by Jeremiah’s charming good looks. I hold back from giggle as our waiter stutters. Jeremiah orders himself Crown on the rocks. I pictured him as a guy who drinks expensive wine. I order sweet tea just like a typical southern woman. You can take a woman out of the country but you can’t take the country out of the woman.
“ Do you not drink?” Jeremiah takes a swig of his alcoholic drink.
“ I have plans after this.”
“ Plans?”
Nosey Maghey. “Yes. Plans.” I don’t let any of the clients know my personal life. The less they know about me, the less complicated it will be. Plus I never drink while I’m working. It clouds up my judgment.
We order a light lunch and enjoy each other’s company. He tells me a little about what he does for a living but doesn’t get into details. I guess he doesn’t want to bore me with work stuff. It’s already one o’clock and I really should be leaving to pick up my kids.
He pays for our lunch, “Will I be seeing you again?”
“ I don’t know. Maybe if Paula feels ill again and you don’t answer your phone so we can reschedule. Then maybe” I’m such a smart ass. “We rescheduled your appointment with Paula for Monday afternoon.”
He raises his eyebrows, “Take care Tina. I’ll be seeing you around.” Then he winks.
Chapter 4
Barely made it to Jocelyn’s school. Since I still had to switch cars before I could come back to Baytown, I was cutting it really close. Shouldn’t have driven down here like I did. I really need to be more careful. I like showing up at Jocelyn’s school thirty minutes before the kids are let out. Waiting in the back of the line is such s dread. I fall in line with the other parents who pick up their kids from school. Martha parks right next to me again. I turn my back on her acting as if I did not notice she was pulling up. I jump as she blows her horn. This crazy bitch just honked. I start bopping my head pretending I’m jamming to some good ole country music. What the hell. She honks again. This deranged woman is persistent to tell me the latest news. But remember my radio is blasting, so I’m not supposed to be able to hear her honk. I pretend I don’t hear her. Hope she doesn’t get out of her car and knock on my window. I’m startled and nearly pee on myself when this bitch knocks on my window. I don’t know whether to laugh or be scared. Who gets out of their car to gossip? Persistent bitch.
“ Hey Martha. How are you doing?”
“ I kept honking, but I guess you didn’t hear it.”
Oh shit. I was bopping my head but the music wasn’t on. And I didn’t even pretend to turn off the radio before rolling my window down. She probably thinks I’m the crazy one. “I guess I didn’t hear.” I arch my eyebrows forcing myself from laughing. I’m so embarrassed.
“ It’s called getting older. It happens to me all the time. I can barely hear.”
Really? I thought you had Dumbo ears. You can hear gossip a mile away. You really want me to believe you can’t hear? “What’s going on Martha?”
“ I hear Matt and Victoria are going to have a crawfish boil this Sunday. I wonder why they didn’t invite Ted and me.”
“ Oh I didn’t know they’re having a boil.” Please don’t ask me to invite
Similar Books
