“Guys,
would you excuse me for a moment. Daphne teased biting her lower lip in
an adorable half smile. Jack, I’ve got something to show you.” Her
voiced pitched as she trained her pretty eyes toward mine anticipating
my reaction.
“Nice, Honey. While you’re out there…tell the V.P.—we’ll meet with her on Monday.”
“Are you sure, Jack?” Locking eyes, “Your Mondays are always so full?”
“Sweetie, just fit her in the best you can—between something else – we might as well get it over with. Ten minutes tops.”
Daphne
leaned into my side to whisper, “Okay, I’ll be right back,” I couldn’t
see them, but I imagined her raising her perfectly brushed brows. She
leaned in closer, her pretty voice got softer, “With a surprise – I’m
just dying to show you the dress I bought for the wedding.” Her breasts
and tummy pressed against my arm as she tenderly whispered the words.
“How’s that a surprise if you told him?” Alyson asked freshly. “I heard you.”
Daphne
was generous with her touch and rubbed into me. I’ve never met a girl
more comfortable in her own skin. Placing one hand firmly on my leg, she
squeezed, delicately leaving the chair, before performing her usual
sexy slink toward the door. This girl couldn’t help being beautiful!
Alone
together, Alyson piped up, “That’s why woman hate her, Jack.” She added
shaking her head gently against my chest, “That walk – it’s like she’s
always trying to turn you on. Every minute she’s around you – she never
let’s up. She’s so competitive – do you see it? And,—thatvoice – nobody
talks like that!”
I
put both arms around Alyson and held tighter to reassure her, “Honey, –
this job would kill me if I didn’t have you girls to take the edge
off.” She seemed satisfied to hear me excuse Daphne’s sultry antics. We
sat quietly a moment before she started fidgeting with the ends of her
dress.
“I’m
sorry, Jack – you must think I’m just as bad the way my dress is riding
up. It’s so short to begin with – I wore it for you.”
“Don’t ever worry about me, – you’re a wonderful distraction.”
“You know what – the heck with it then, I’ll just let it ride up so you can see the tops of my thighs.” She giggled.
“They’re beautiful. I just don’t want to take advantage of you.”
Alyson
snuggled closer, getting more comfortable, “Really, Jack? It’s my body
and I want you to see it. For that matter these are my lips,” I felt a
trace of lip-gloss, scented cherry.
“My mouth wanted to kiss you.”
“Yeah?”
I said a bit too softly, wishing I’d said it in a deeper tone. Rubbing
her arms, feeling tender towards her. “It’s sort of funny, your body
does whatever it wants.”
She giggled and smiled, “I guess.”
“Okay, I’m good, Sweetie.”
“Hey, Jack? What ever happened to Elsa?” Changing the subject.
“Elsa?
We located her shoes. We found them in a Greek brothel. The girl that
had them told our crew Elsa was auctioned off to a Saudi Sheik.”
“Oh my God.” Alyson covered her mouth.
“No, that’s good news because chances are she’ll still be alive when we go get her.”
“You’re going after her?”
“We
sure are. Tip has your dad training on weapons and systems right now.
It’s going to take him a few days to get him back up to speed. He’s been
out of commission for a while, but as soon as he is ready he’s heading
over there to rescue her.”
“Jack, do you think the sheik will just hand her over?”
“No,
it’s going to be messy, we’ll have to wreck the place, but we’re
sending a message. The only thing that matters is that Elsa will be
coming home. And, girls like her will be safe. We’re going to stop human
slavery once and for all.”
“What about in the U.S., Jack?”
“Here
it’s a different story – we need to beef up law enforcement. We already
have the means to stop trafficking, but it’s been allowed to go on.”
“Why?” Alyson asked in disbelief.
“Tip
would be angry for me telling you – for your own sake, Sweetheart—you
really don’t want to know…” Just as I was about to spill it—Daphne saved
me from having to explain any further. Sauntering in wearing a peach
form fitting tube dress—flattering her knock out figure to lengths I
hadn’t ever allowed my mind to go. All-over- glitter silver stilettos
shining over glossy black platforms gave her a statuesque long-legged
appearance. She made her way toward me stopping short in the middle of
the room. Daphne had a way of making love with her eyes.
Two
months have passed since the long awaited inauguration of the New
President of the United States – Jack Canon. Now he must live up to his
promises. The World is wounded, people are hurting, the new President
must keep the country afloat. Jack leads a very full life – The first
couple’s relationship is hot with passion, but he can never admit that
to Sandy, his best friend who is also head over heels in love with him.
The Women of the House provide a welcome distraction while helping with
the arduous task of running the country.
As
President Jack must make tough decisions: Global Terrorism, Human
Trafficking, Korea on the brink of war, all while thwarting
International Greed. Women of the House is a story of noble sacrifice at
extremely high cost. Who’s going to be the first to be strong enough
and willing to pay? It’s not all work in Women of the House – Think the
Wedding of the Decade meets the Crime of the Century.
Jack
Canon’s Women of the House, is a story filled with Love, Lust, and
Loyalty where passions can run wild! In Sandora’s monumental sequel,
patriotism and valor mingle with an undying love that refuses to quit.
Ride along as Jack Canon fights back against the most evil people on the
planet. Readers are sure to embrace this unforgettable tale which will
appeal to fans of political adventure, suspense and romance alike. Jack
Canon’s Women of the House is a story of kindness, passion and courage
that can’t be separated.
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Genre - Romantic Thriller
Rating – PG-13
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