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He’s breathing hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down, and he digs into his pocket for his keys, I assume.
“Jesus,” he says and climbs into his car.
But all I can see is red. I want to tear him apart. How can my son call that guy a friend?
He took it upon himself to put his hands on her. He’ll never even set his fucking eyes on her again if I have anything to say about it.
I watch as he speeds out of the driveway and into the street, taking off as fast as he can. In a moment, any fear he might be feeling will turn to anger, and he’ll talk himself into believing I’m not capable of the threat.
And part of me hopes he tries his luck again just to give me an excuse.
I glance over at Cramer’s house, seeing all the lights on but no movement at the drapes, so hopefully she didn’t see him come here.
Walking back inside, I lock the door but then think better of it and unlock it again. You know, just in case she’s outside and he comes back and she needs to get into the house quickly or something.
I roll my eyes. Jesus.
Heading upstairs, I veer into t
he master bathroom and pull open the shower door, turning on the water. It quickly fills with steam, and I pull off my swim shorts and step in, closing the door.
The hot water hits my skin like a thousand needles, but it quickly follows with warmth that feels so good I’m almost lightheaded.
Planting my hands on the wall, I dip my head under the spout, letting the water cascade down over the back of my head, my neck, and my back.
What a clusterfuck.
I can’t get a hold of my kid, and when I can, he doesn’t want to talk to me. And it certainly doesn’t help the situation that I’m drooling over his latest girlfriend like I’ve never done for any other woman in my life.
And even worse, now that she’s single, I’m going to have every little asshole in town sniffing around my front door, just dying to get his hands on her.
I know I can’t have her, but it still won’t stop. The desire.
I close my eyes, emptying my lungs and feeling her everywhere. “Jordan,” I whisper.
My dick immediately swells, and I feel it growing hard at just the sound of her name. She kissed me back last night. She’s attracted to me, too. Does she fantasize about me?
I harden even more at the thought of her in bed, thinking about me. Wanting me.
I fist my cock, because it’s aching so badly, but I stroke it on accident, and I groan at how good it feels.
She fills my head, and I swear I can smell her. She’s so close.
I stroke myself, giving into the fantasy.
I’m in bed, and it’s pitch black in the room. A knock sounds on my door, and I stir, sitting up.
“Yeah?” I say, bending one leg at the knee and resting an arm on it.
Jordan pushes open the door, and I can only tell it’s her by the glimpse of her golden hair.
“What’s wrong?” I say gently.
I’m naked under the sheet, but she can’t see anything.
“It’s storming,” she says, lingering at the door frame. “Can I sleep with you?”
Lightning flashes through the windows, lighting up her body, and I catch glimpses of her naked legs and sweet face. The water continues to pour over me, and my cock in my hand gets longer. Reality slips away as I dive, chasing the only thing I’ll be able to have of her.
