He was barely able to remove their clothing before he sunk himself deep into her inviting heat. Her moans of pleasure sent him over the edge and their first time that night went too quickly. He made it up to both of them over the next couple hours, making slow, sweet love to her half the night. She was amazed how long he could pleasure them both, and she was very satisfied.
Both Trenton and Jennifer fell into an exhausted sleep as the sun was just starting to rise in the sky. He knew at that point he couldn't let her go. He figured it was going to take a lot of convincing on his part, but she was his woman and he refused to release her from his life.
Chapter Nine
Jennifer was woken by a knocking on her door. She groggily opened her eyes, relieved when she didn't feel a pounding beneath her eyelids. She tried to move and found herself pinned to the bed. She turned her head and her night was quickly brought back. Trenton was staring at her with a satisfied smile on his lips.
"Good morning," he murmured before kissing her softly, making her forget all about the knocking, until another insistent one pounded her door.
"Um, I have to answer the door," she said, not good with morning after conversations, considering he was the only one she'd ever had one with. She jumped from the bed, self-conscious of her very naked state. She grabbed her bathrobe and secured it, before heading to her front door, aware she most likely looked a mess, even though it was some time in the afternoon. She felt horrible to have slept so long. The house was quiet, which meant her niece was still asleep as well. She wasn't surprised, considering all the excitement of the night before, and how late she'd gotten to bed.
Jennifer opened the door to the disapproving look of her niece's social worker. She wondered what the woman was doing there.
"Hello, Ms. Ellis, did I forget about an appointment?" she asked, a lot more conscious of her own ragged appearance. The woman looked her up from head to toe and by the look in her eyes, didn't approve.
"I have some news to share with you that couldn't wait. May I come in?" the sour woman stated and pushed her way forward. Jennifer found her rude and annoying but couldn't let her temper get the better of her. The woman was the difference of her having her niece permanently or not, so she'd play nice.
"Would you like a cup of coffee?" she offered.
"That would be great, thank you," she said. Jennifer quickly made a pot and placed a cup in front of the woman and then joined her at the table. She pulled out a bunch of paperwork from her file and a cold sweat broke out on Jennifer's skin. This didn't seem to be a happy visit.
"As you know, your custody of Molly has been temporary until we determined if this would be the best environment for her," the woman began and by her tone of voice, she seemed to be saying she indeed didn't think it was a good environment.
"We've had interviews with Molly and then you, of course, and have come to the conclusion Molly would be much better off in a more traditional family setting. She had two very loving parents and we don't think moving into a single parent household is what's best for her," the woman said in the same cool tones. It took a few moments for Jennifer to realize what she was saying, but when it hit, she felt all the color drain from her face. The woman was telling her they were going to take Molly from her care.
"I don't understand. Molly is doing great with me. I have her in school and I have a great job, so providing for her isn't a problem. I'm her aunt and I don't think living with strangers would be good for her," Jennifer pled.
"We do try and have children with relatives if that's what's best for them, but with your long work hours and single status, this isn't an ideal living environment," the woman said, looking around the tiny room and finding it wanting.
Trenton picked that moment to walk into the room, looking sexy as sin in his clothes from the night before. He certainly didn't look bedraggled like her. He looked like the confident businessman he was. He stepped over to the coffee pot and poured himself a cup and then joined them at the table. Even the snooty social worker seemed a bit flushed in his presence, as the man seemed to have that effect on all women, no matter their age.
"Good afternoon. I'm Trenton Anderson," he said, while sticking out his hand. The woman actually blushed as she took his hand and Jennifer sat there in shock.
"Hello, I'm Betsy," she replied and Jennifer's mouth dropped open. She didn't even know the woman had a first name, let alone been allowed to hear it. She sent Trenton a glare and he actually had the nerve to wink at her. She'd have words for him later, since her temper was starting to rise. She hated the power he held, when she herself, felt so hopeless.