I lived in a small apartment with my older brother Nathan. Our parents had died when we were young, leaving us alone to fend for ourselves. We were bo...h heartbroken, but Nate was strong and helped me cope and move on.We worked odd jobs every once in a while and I had a paper route that made me a little money. Unfortunately, the rent on our tiny apartment was being raised and it didn't look like we'd have enough money by the end of the month. We were going to be kicked out of our home and there. I'm sorry to bug you, but I've left my phone and my keys in the fucking van. Any chance I could borrow your phone and get 'em to come back?” “Uh, yeah. Sorry. Yes, no, not a problem. Come in. Please.” I moved back into the hallway, and paused as he spoke again. “I'll just take these off. Don't wanna be treading all kinds of crap around.” I smiled. “No, thanks. I doubt the wife'd like it much.” He smiled up back at me as he unlaced the black boots and tugged his feet out of them. I gulped and. “Care to explore the town?” she asked after that. “I know it’s weird that our spouses aren’t here…isn’t it?” she added in that soft sweet tone he always enjoyed listening to. He turned his head in her direction. Her eyes sparkled as if a sky full of stars shining over him. Her hair was relatively short and looked so proper it made him wonder. But what was significant was how a woman, her age, could ever look that delicious, and that inviting…especially to a man my age. She caught him looking at. You need to loosen up. You have been an incredible mother, but I'm almost eighteen now, and you're not responsible for my decisions. You are a beautiful, sexy, funny, intelligent woman, and now, it's my responsibility to make you happy." "What do you mean?" Nichole asked with a bit of apprehension as she instinctively moved away from him as he came over and sat on the bed. "I mean exactly that," Jason looked at her seriously. "Last night is going to happen again, and again, a few million more.