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It was the same gut feeling telling me.
But if these were the last days of my life, then I was happy I got to spend it with her.
I kept going until I started smelling her desire. It was like a drug flooding my system.
Then I was on my knees, her taste filling my mouth as I tongued her slit. Her head thrashed on the bed before I shut my eyes, the ecstasy taking me to new heights. Fuck, my eyes were rolling back in my head because she tasted so good.
“Zane,” she gasped as she clutched the sheets.
“Yes,” I murmured against her pussy, bringing her hands back to my hair. “Use me. Enjoy me.”
She thrashed and pushed my head down as I ate her out. I did so with abandon, losing myself in her and wishing I could look into her eyes and that the moment could last forever.
29
CHARLOTTE
Three days later, I took a deep breath before I pushed aside the room divider, walking in with anxiety twisting in my stomach.
“Hi, Dad,” I greeted.
He turned to me with a weak smile on his face. “Hi, pumpkin. That is you, right, Charlotte?”
“Yeah, Dad.” I smiled back despite my anxiety. “It’s me.”
“Oh, good. Sorry, all those pills they have me hopped up on had you appearing loopy.”
I approached the bed tentatively. Initially, I wasn’t sure about coming here before my dad’s surgery. I hadn’t seen him much because I thought he would still be mad about Zane, and I didn’t want to stress him out even more. I simply waited outside and comforted my mom when she needed me.
But I couldn’t not see him now. The doctor specifically warned us that there was a chance the surgery would go wrong and my dad would…I didn’t even want to think about it. I thought I had readied myself for the possibility for years, but the mere thought of it still made shards stab through my heart.
Anyway, I couldn’t let my dad go into surgery without seeing him. In case…in case this was the last time.
Seeing him smile at me like that despite the pain he was going through made the emotions clench in my chest. I hurried over to him.
He held out his hand when I was close to him, and I took it. “How are you feeling, Dad?”
“Healthy as a heart attack,” he said with a little laugh that turned into a cough.
“I don’t think you’re supposed to make jokes about it, Dad,” I said gently because even the cough scared me.
“Well, if you can’t laugh, then what can you do?” He shrugged and then glanced up. “I got nothing but time to think of all the best jokes. The TV has been playing the same show on HGTV for the past two hours, and I can’t take it anymore, so I’ve been looking at the ceiling instead. Now I think I know why Picasso painted that ceiling in the cathedral. Ceilings are freaking boring to look at.”
“I’m not sure it was Picasso who painted that.”
“Oh? Well, the other fancy artist then.”
I smiled mildly, but it didn’t reach my heart. Because I knew, with all this talking, we were just avoiding the real problem between us, the elephant in the room. I didn’t want to bring it up. In fact, a part of me was hoping that with all the chaos, my father had forgotten about it. That was until he started speaking again.
“So you and…that boy…”
I sighed, dread filling my stomach. I didn’t want to upset him, but I didn’t want to lie to him either. “Dad, I don’t think we need to talk about that right now.”
“But we do, honey. Because, according to the doctors, they don’t know if I’m coming back from this.”
“Don’t say that.” My voice cracked, my emotions leaking out of it. “Please, Dad, don’t say that.”
He smiled and brought my hand up to his face, pressing his cheek against it. “I don’t want to upset you, honey, but it really is a high possibility. I can’t tell your mother because she would go all hysterical on me, but I can tell you. You’re a lot stronger than her. And Kelly. You’ve always been the strongest one in the family.”
