kids and their grandparents - yep, definitely going to hell.
Jaxon
I hadn’t been to church in years. Uncle Jake insisted that not only I go, but I wear a damn tie. I felt like a freak. I had on my black jeans, a white dress shirt, and the fucking tie I borrowed from Uncle Jake. We walked in the church and I shuddered. Half the shit I’d done, I was surprised it didn’t burst into flames when I walked in. But I was working on that. I didn’t want to be a bad ass anymore. I wanted to be normal, or as normal as a fucked up guy like me could be.
“Mornin’ Jake, this must be your nephew, Jaxon was it?” an older gentlemen asked Uncle Jake, while reaching his hand out to mine.
“Jaxon Daniels, nice to meet you,” I said, as I shook his hand.
“Sam Harper, and this is my wife Maggie.” He said as he gestured to a beautiful, blond woman standing next to him.
“Pleasure to meet you, Jaxon. What brings you to our little town?” Maggie asked.
I started to answer, but Uncle Jake interrupted, “Just needed to get this boy out of the big city for a little while. Ain’t that right, son?” I nodded.
“Well, Jake, I expect you and Jaxon to come over for lunch after church.” Uncle Jake started to say something and Maggie stopped him, “I won’t take no for an answer. We’ll see ya’ll right after church.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Uncle Jake said as he motioned for me to sit down on the back row with him.
The fucking tie was still driving me crazy. “Leave it alone, son. You’re in the house of the Lord. You can take it off in a few minutes,” Uncle Jake whispered.
I nodded, but I couldn’t quit messing with it. That’s when I saw her walk in. Damn, she looked amazing. Our eyes met for just a minute. She was blushing and I smiled, thinking, I did that. I watched her and her kids walk up and sit down with her parents and another older couple. I wasn’t sure who they were, but they were spoiling the hell out of those kids, so I assumed they were they’re grandparents too.
I couldn’t quit staring at her. If I wasn’t going to hell before, I sure was now. I shouldn’t be thinking about the things I was thinking about doing to her, while we were in church. I noticed she was sweating a little and still blushing. I thought maybe she was having some of the same thoughts about me.
She finally kinda slid down in the pew. Wasn’t she cute? She actually thought she could hide from me. When I wanted something, I got it. I could see right now that I was in trouble.
After church, we went to the Harper’s house for lunch. I was pretty excited about it. I had been really nervous this morning. I had never been much of a people person. So, the thought of spending an afternoon with a bunch of people I didn’t really know, had not appealed to me until…well, it wouldn’t be so bad to spend the afternoon around Loralei.
Trying really hard not to make eye contact with anyone, I walked through the front door. She was standing in the kitchen looking even sexier than she had earlier. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her.
I started at her toes, which were painted light pink, and headed up, and up, until I got to her breasts. Then my eyes stopped. Wow! I was in so much trouble with this one. Finally, I made it to her eyes. Shit! She’d caught me staring. She blushed again. I was beginning to really love that blush.
Uncle Jake grabbed me by the arm and started walking me toward the living room. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, son.” He whispered, once we were out of earshot.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I couldn’t even look him in the eye. He knew, that I knew, exactly what he meant.
“That girl’s had a hell of a time. She don’t need any shit. If you ain’t serious, you stay away, kay?”
That was that. I needed to stop this shit right now. I had enough baggage without taking on someone else’s.
Loralei
Sunday dinner at my parent’s house after church was our weekly tradition. Their home was the largest and oldest on the property. The house was a two-story farmhouse. They had completely remodeled it a few years ago. It was similar