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“Blake,” she warned. “I don’t need anything. You know that. Besides, we have the whole summer yet.”
I did, but she was turning seventeen. I wanted to make it special for her. I was saving the money I got for helping out with old Mr. Banks’ lawn across the road. I was surprised Derek and Marie allowed it, but when the old man came and asked them personally if Gabriel and I could give him a hand, they couldn’t really say no. Keeping up appearances was too damn important to them.
“Yeah, I know, but if you could have anything, what would you want?”
Her eyes flashed with desire, and a shy blush colored her cheeks.
Well, damn, that backfired.
“Penny…” I smirked, trying to ignore the way she was looking at me. Like she wanted to jump my bones right there on the sidewalk.
She dropped her gaze and the air cooled between us.
“Hey.” I grabbed her hand in my mine and tugged gently, forcing her to look at me. “Soon, okay. Soon.”
Her eyes widened, and a slow smile broke over her face.
I had been the one to make us wait because I worried about her. About what that sick fuck did to her. But maybe she was strong enough for this.
Maybe it was time.
It had been almost a year since she moved into the girls’ room, and I wanted her.
I wanted her so fucking much.
It was all I thought about, her soft and warmth beneath me. But I didn’t want her to regret it or freak out. I didn’t want to ruin what we had. She was too important to me.
If we were really going to do it, I wanted her one hundred percent with me.
Ineededall of her with me.
The Freemans’ house came into view, and Penny shrugged her hand out of mine. I jammed my hands in my pockets and jogged away from her to catch up with Gabriel and Ben.
“Who’s that belong to?” Ben said, nodding up at the house.
The scrawny blond-haired freckled kid was no more. He’d grown up and almost stood as tall as Gabe and I did.
“No idea. What’s a car like that doing parked out front of their house?” Gabe replied.
I didn’t join in their conversation. I was too busy wondering what the fuck a black Town Car was doing parked outside the Freemans’ house. Its sleek paintwork glistened in the sun; so much so that if you looked right at it, you could see your reflection in the panels.
As we neared the path up to the house, the front door opened, and a man in a tailored suit appeared. He turned back to say something to Derek and Marie, extending his hand to shake Derek’s hand.
A shiver ran through me.
What kind of business did they have with a man like this? He nodded and turned on his perfectly polished shoes to walk out of the side gate. A younger man in a black suit climbed out of the driver’s side and went around to open the door for him.
Holy shit, the guy had a fucking chauffeur.
“Whoa, did you see that? The dude has a driver.” Ben let out a low whistle. “Who the fuck has a driver around here?”
Gabe shrugged and answered, “Someone with money, I guess. What do you think, Blake?”
“I have no fucking clue,” I said, not taking my eyes off the car as it rolled away.
It was the truth. But my gut told me whoever it was, it wasn’t good news.
The feeling didn’t leave me for the rest of the day.
