Chapter 6
Jen frowned as she scoured through the packages in the back of her van. It was Thursday, so why couldn’t she find Suzanne’s usual delivery? Fuck! She’d hoped to have an excuse to see her today. They hadn’t seen one another since the weekend, and Jen was missing her. Which was surprising given the fact they’d had one date. Sure, they’d shamelessly flirted all night, almost went too far, then proceeded to keep up that teasing the following day, but Jen should not be at the stage of missing this woman. Not yet. Okay, maybe she wasn’t quite missing her, but she did love spending time with Suzanne.
She checked through the packages again, still unable to find anything with Suzanne’s name on it. Maybe it was delayed. Or maybe Suzanne had stopped ordering from the company she usually used, meaning Jen may not see her as often. Once a week wasn’t really that often, but it was better than nothing.
Jen took her phone from the side pocket in her cargo pants and pulled up her messages with Suzanne.
I don’t have a package for you today.
She signed off with a sad face, hoping Suzanne would find the humour in it.
My usual supplies were sold out. I’m also deeply saddened by this development.
Jen grinned as she sat down on the edge of the back of her van. Could she just sit here all day going back and forth with Suzanne? No, because then she wouldn’t get paid. Just because her mum had released her money back to her, it didn’t mean she had any plans to slack when it came to work. Working was the one thing that kept Jen sane most of the time.
I was hoping I’d see your beautiful face today. It always brightens up my week!
Jen could just show up there, but she didn’t like to disturb Suzanne. Especially now that she knew more about her and that she worked from home. She wasn’t just some sexy stay-at-home wife as Jen had once suspected. Though, that was incredibly hot when she thought about it.
Should I unplug my internet to get your attention again?
Oh, this woman was fun and it was just what Jen needed in her life.
I could always just show up and hope you answer the door to me.
Jen recalled those first few weeks. The way Suzanne arrived at the door with a twinkle in her eye, looking far sexier with each and every outfit. Could she ask her about that someday? Would Suzanne admit to luring Jen in?
Then I should change…
Fuck. What did that even mean? Jen tugged her bottom lip between her teeth, aware that she should really start her deliveries.
Why? What are you wearing?
Jen’s spine tingled. If she wasn’t careful, she would be sexting with Suzanne before the morning was over.
Too much.
Oh, Suzanne was too much. Jen was sure of that. First, the flirting when they were talking about yoga, and now this. Jen was sure they would both explode the moment they touched one another.
It is a gorgeous day outside. Maybe you should get rid of a layer.
Okay, it was time to stop. Jen had a job to do, as did Suzanne. She couldn’t afford to sit around here making herself wetter and wetter at the thought of getting her naked.
She got to her feet, closed the back of her van, and made her way to the front. As she slid into the driver’s seat and connected her phone to the dashboard, it started to ring. “Hi, Mum. You okay?”
“You didn’t make your lunch this morning, love. Do you have cash on you to pick something up?”
“Um, yeah. I have my bank card.” Jen pulled out of the depot and made her way towards the first delivery of the day.
“Or I could make it, and you could drop in for it if that would save you some money?”
“I’m sure you have your own things to be doing, Mum. Don’t worry about me. I can grab something while I’m out.”
“Well, if anything changes, let me know.” Denise clanged pots and pans in the background. “You’ll be home for dinner tonight, won’t you?”
“I…think so. I’m not too sure yet. I might be seeing Suzanne.”
“Oh, lovely. Well, again, you let me know so I can sort out what we’re having.” Jen felt bad whenever she wasn’t home with her mum to eat dinner; she’d spent long enough eating dinner alone. “But please, take the opportunity if it arises. Live a little.”
Jen smiled. “I will, Mum. I’ll call you later, okay?”
“Bye, love. Safe day at work.”
The call cut out, and Jen was only left with her filthy thoughts again. Thoughts of Suzanne naked beneath her. Thoughts of Jen walking in there and claiming Suzanne, pinning her to the wall. God, she didn’t know how long they would dance around one another, but she got the impression that Suzanne was raring to go, too. Part of Jen was wary about how she was suddenly feeling; she had not expected Suzanne Dixon in her life, but she was tired of always second-guessing herself lately. All she wanted was a woman who enjoyed being with her as much as Jen enjoyed being with them. It seemed to Jen that Suzanne was that woman.
As she stopped at traffic lights, the rush hour traffic ridiculously busy, a new message popped up on her dashboard.
I think you should definitely show up. You know I’ll always answer my door to you. I’ll be waiting…
Jen squeezed her thighs together and groaned as she flopped back in her seat. She had a feeling Suzanne knew her way around when it came to sex, but Jen couldn’t contain that feeling of being shown a thing or two. Suzanne Dixon absolutely knew what women liked. She’d already shown Jen that unknowingly.
Get your morning done in record time, and then you can afford yourself a little fun.
Suzanne stood in front of the mirror, aware that Jen could show up at any moment. She smiled as she looked back at herself through the reflective glass. Jen had brought this side of her out. The side that wanted something more. The side that wanted to answer the door and tease her way through the day. But only with Jen. No other courier and no other woman would do. Just Jen Fletcher.
She ran a hand through her hair, applying a little more lipstick before she made her way back downstairs. Suzanne wore a robe, but beneath that robe was sexy lace lingerie. She had an idea of what Jen liked—she’d kind of hinted at it last week. So here Suzanne stood, ready to get Jen’s heart racing once again.
As Suzanne took the stairs, her phone started to ring on the dining table. She reached it in time, smiling as she answered it. “Hi, Jeff.”
“Long time, no speak.” Suzanne’s brother, Jeff, lived down in London with his wife and daughter. Unless Suzanne took time off work, or Jeff did, they didn’t get the chance to see one another as often as they’d like. “Elsie was wondering when she’s going to see her Aunt Suzanne.”
“Elsie is welcome to visit me whenever you and Josie allow it, Jeff. We’re long overdue a catch-up with one another.”
“I’ll be up north for a meeting next week. It’s half term, so she wondered if she could visit and maybe stay the night with you rather than at the hotel with Josie and I.”
“I’d love to have her over for the night.” Elsie had meant so much to Suzanne in the weeks and months after John’s death. If it hadn’t been for her niece, now ten years old, Suzanne wasn’t sure how she would have gotten through each day. “Just send me the details of when she’ll be arriving, and I’ll make sure her room is ready for her.”
“That’s great. Thanks, Suzanne.”
“I hope Josie will be visiting with you when you drop Elsie here to me.” Suzanne and Josie had always been close. They were more like good friends than sisters-in-law. “I haven’t spoken to her in a while now.”
“Josie will be with us. Don’t worry. She’s been slammed with work, so this trip is coming at the right time. She needs a break, even if we’re only away overnight.”
Suzanne’s doorbell rang, the hairs on the back of her neck standing upright at the mere thought of who was on the other side of the door. “Sorry, Jeff. Could I call you back later? Someone is at the door.”
“Of course. I’ll chat with you later. Bye, Suze.”
Suzanne rolled her lips inward as she quickly eyed the hallway mirror. Jen was waiting, and Suzanne didn’t want her to wait a second longer. She pulled the door open, overcome with arousal when Jen gazed back at her. “Hi.”
“F-fuck. You were being serious.” Jen hooked her fingers around the neck of her T-shirt, her eyes almost wide as she took her bottom lip between her teeth. When Jen’s gaze swept up Suzanne’s body, Suzanne’s knees trembled. It felt like a lifetime ago since someone had looked at her like that. “You…I don’t even know what to say.”
Suzanne lifted a brow. “Do you have much time?”
Jen sighed. “Not really. I was hoping if I could get my round finished earlier, we could maybe go on that second date if you don’t have plans already?”
If Suzanne had plans, she was about to cancel them. “I’d love to have that second date with you.”
“Yeah?” Jen’s smile widened. “Tonight? You’re sure?”
Suzanne was far more than sure. She reached out a hand, dragging Jen closer when she took it. Suzanne managed to encourage her over the threshold, her lips on Jen’s before she’d even shut the door. Jen pressed her to the wall in the hallway, smiling against her mouth.
“You could have just said yes or no,” Jen whispered against Suzanne’s lips. “Or was this the plan? Make me soaking wet for you and then kick me out the door?”
Suzanne gripped Jen’s jaw, the idea of this woman inside her too much to take. “Trust me. Kicking you out is the last thing I want to do.”
Jen’s lips trailed along Suzanne’s neck until she reached her ear. “I’m dying to touch you.”
Suzanne took the hand hanging limp at Jen’s side and brought it between her legs. She gasped, aware that she was only going to torture herself for the rest of the day, but Suzanne really needed Jen to know what she planned for tonight. Dinner, yes. Then a whole lot of sex if she had her way. “Do you think you can wait until tonight?”
Jen moaned when she pressed Suzanne’s lace underwear between her lips. “Fuck. I don’t know.”
“Then I guess this is another one of those self-control moments for you.” Suzanne couldn’t help but smirk. Jen was frustrated, and they both knew it.
“I just need the smallest taste.” Jen pushed Suzanne’s underwear to one side and stroked two fingers through her wetness. Then she brought those fingers to her lips and slid them into her mouth. “Fuck.”
Suzanne could only watch on, her entire body trembling. Jen’s touch was unbelievably gentle, but things would become far racier before too long. They both had it in them. Without a doubt. “Jen.” Suzanne pressed her hands to Jen’s shoulders, her mouth agape when Jen repeated the movement. “O-oh, fuck.” She clenched her jaw, her nails digging into Jen’s shoulders. “Y-you have to stop that.”
“And you have to stop teasing me.” Jen placed wet kisses down Suzanne’s chest, forcing her robe open so she could access Suzanne’s hardened nipples. But then Jen suddenly stepped back and appraised Suzanne as she said, “Is this all mine tonight?”
“Do you want me to be all yours tonight?”
Jen nodded as she bit her lip. “Mm. Damn fucking right I do. If…it’s not too soon for you.”
“I’ll make sure I wear something that really gets you going.” Suzanne drew Jen in. She needed one last heated kiss before she had to let Jen go again. “Any requests?”
“All of you gets me going. Trust me.” Jen brushed the back of her hand up Suzanne’s stomach, smiling when it rippled and shuddered. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.”
Suzanne blushed. She hadn’t expected Jen to say something so…perfect. “Thank you.”
“Can’t believe you even want to date me,” Jen said, slipping her arm around Suzanne’s waist beneath her robe. She pulled their bodies together, that look in her eyes not going unnoticed by Suzanne. Jen wanted her, and she wanted Jen. If only one of them didn’t have to work right now. “But I’m going to do everything I can to give you a night to remember.”
Oh, when Jen said things like that. Suzanne could sink to her knees and drink everything this woman had to offer. Suzanne reached out and touched Jen’s face lightly. “I can’t wait.”
“Where do you want to do dinner? Anywhere in mind that you like?”
Suzanne narrowed her eyes. She wasn’t sure she would last the entirety of dinner out in public. “How about you come over here, and I’ll cook. At least then, we don’t have to worry about where the nearest hard surface is.”
Jen grinned. “Only if you promise to lock the door behind me and ask me to stay the night.”
Suzanne would love for Jen to stay the night. They may only have one date under their belts, but Suzanne stood by what she’d said that first night. Life was far too short to hold back. And right now, Suzanne didn’t know how she was managing to do exactly that. “I promise you.”
Jen drew Suzanne in, stroking a thumb across her bottom lip before she kissed her. “I’ll be here. Seven. Not a moment later.”