I couldn't believe Jonathan had left me completely horny that night. I ended up pleasuring myself for the first time and to be honest, it wasn't that bad even though I couldn't really bring myself to an orgasm. My mom woke me up around seven in the morning to say good-bye.

"Make sure you call me if you need me ok?" she said.

I nodded and then sat up in bed and hugged her. When she pulled away, she looked into my eyes as if she knew I was feeling some type of way.

"Honey, before I go...I want you to know...if there is something going on that you want to tell me about, you can tell me Ok?"

I looked at her as if I didn't know what she was talking about. "Ok mom...where did that come from?"

She shrugged, "I don't know...you just had a look in your eye that told me that something was wrong."

I looked away for a second, "I'm alright mom...I'm just a little worried about you leaving that's all."

"Awe sweetie I'm going to be alright. Don't you worry, and Jonathan is going to take good care of you." she told me as she pulled me into her arms.

I sighed, "Alright mom, call me when you get there Ok?"

She kissed my forehead, "I will honey, see ya,"

I waved as she got up and left my room. I then stretched out my arms and got up to put on my robe. I looked out of the window, watching Jonathan walk my mom to the car. He gave her a hug and a kiss before she got in the car and drove off down the road. Jonathan then turned around and looked up at my window. I wanted to back up but something kept me glued to my spot. He smirked at me before walking to the front porch. I sighed and decided that leaving the house would be the best decision at this point.

Before getting dressed I locked my door and then went to my closet and pulled out an outfit for the day. I decided on a short sleeve black shirt that had a v-neckline which was cut very low. I then put on some light blue Capri's and my black flip flops before sitting at my mirror and curling my hair. Just as I finished that up, I heard a knock at my door. I sighed not really wanting to answer it, but I knew he was strong enough to knock it down.

I got up and slowly opened the door, meeting Jon's light blue gaze. "What are doing?" he asked.

I shrugged, "Getting ready to go hang with my friends why?"

He chuckled, "Did I say you could go out?"

"No but since when did I need to ask?"

"Since your mother left this house. I need to know where you're going at all times." he said.

I shook my head, "Well, last time I checked I was old enough to make my own decisions so get out of my way please."

He looked at me as if I had just lost my mind. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me, I'm leaving...don't wait up."

I grabbed my purse and shoved past him, shutting my door behind me. He watched me walk down the steps with a grin on his face. "Keep that attitude up kitten...you may not like what you get for it."

I didn't bother responding. Instead I just left the house and went to hang with my girls. The three of us went out and got facials, got our nails done, and then went down to the park for awhile. I didn't bother telling them anything about Jonathan and his little stunt he pulled the night before. I really didn't want them running to my uncle and telling him what was going on. Later on, my mom called me to let me know she had made it to her destination.

"That's good mom. I hope you have a good time."

"I'll try to honey, are you sure everything is Ok? You've sounded kind of different lately."

I sighed, "Mom I'm alright Ok? Trust me if there is something wrong, you'll be the first to know about it."

She sighed, "Alright baby, well make sure you don't stay out to late if your out. I don't want Jonathan to worry about you too much."

I rolled my eyes, "Yea I'll make sure I'm home at a decent time."

"You know he really loves you as if you were his own," she told me.

Again I rolled my eyes not believing the words coming out of her mouth. If she only knew what this man had been doing to me, she wouldn't be talking like that.

"Well that's good to know. I guess I can really trust him then."

"Yes you can. Well I have to go dear, talk to you later."

I smiled, "Alright mom, have fun."

"I will dear, bye bye."

"Bye,"

When I arrived back home it was nearly six o'clock in the afternoon. To my surprise, Jonathan wasn't home. He left a note on the refrigerator telling me that he went to grab a few groceries for dinner tonight. He also added that he would be cooking tonight. Strange...I never knew he could cook.

I shook it off and decided to go in the den and watch TV. I turned the channel a few times before finding something interesting to watch. Soon I ended up falling asleep but that didn't last too long.

Jonathan came home almost ten minutes later and got right on dinner. I wasn't sure what he was cooking but it smelled really good. I felt my mouth starting to water as the scent got a little stronger with each passing moment. My stomach then started growling, forcing me to finally get up and go see what he was cooking.

He smiled at me when I came in the kitchen, "Oh, I didn't know you were home," he said.

"Yea I put my car in the garage," I said. "What are you making?"

He waved for me to come closer to him. I stood still at first but then decided that he wouldn't try anything by a hot stove. When I got close enough he lifted the lid off of some steaks he had in a skillet topped with some brown gravy. He then showed me some white mashed potatoes in another pot and some peas in the last pot.

"What do you think?" he asked.

I had to admit, I was shocked. "It looks wonderful. When were you going to tell us you could cook?"

He shrugged, "I didn't think you ladies would care."

I giggled, "Please, you would have been cooking when we didn't feel like it."

He laughed, "That's true, but I enjoyed your cooking, a lot."

I blushed slightly, "Thank you,"

"You're welcome,"

I turned and went to set the table since he was cooking. I needed to keep myself busy so I wouldn't think about him so much. At one point I caught him watching me while I placed the plates on the table. I looked into his eyes for a second before dropping my gaze and finishing up the table.

During dinner I did my best to keep my eyes away from his. Gosh I wished my mom was there.

"You're a great cook," I told him to break the silence.

He smiled, "Thanks, my mom taught me how to cook."

"Well she was a great teacher then," I said with a smile, finally looking at him.

He nodded and then went back to eating his food. "You should try the punch, she taught me how to make that too."

I smiled and poured a glass of the punch he was referring to. When I took a sip of it, the sweet taste of fruit filled my mouth. "This is amazing."

"Thanks darlin, I knew you would like it."

I smiled at him and then finished my dinner.

"So what are your plans for tonight?" I asked.

"I'm going to have a few beers with your uncle. Do you mind watching Jojo?" he asked.

I smiled relived he wasn't going to be home for awhile. "Yea I will."

He smiled and then picked up the dishes from the table. My eyes traveled up and down his enormous form...what the hell was my problem?

"They should be here shortly so, you might want to get ready." he said.

I nodded and headed upstairs to throw on some more comfortable clothes. I was very excited about Jojo coming over tonight. It would help me get my mind off of Jonathan for awhile.