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I don’t release her, though. Instead, I carry her across the yard to the men’s restroom, kicking the door open.
Duke walks out of the main building, probably thinking I want gas pumped. When he sees Charlotte in my arms, the old man grins.
I pause in the bathroom doorway. Duke points at the pump and then at my vehicle.
I shake my head and nod down to Charlotte and then into the bathroom. Duke throws his head back and laughs, waving a hand at me as if to say have at it.
Charlotte buries her face in my chest, smothering her laughter with my shirt.
I like that she’s embarrassed. It’s cute. I love that she seeks comfort from me like I am the only one in the world who can protect her.
I press a kiss to the top of her head as we cross the threshold.
My cock aches, but this is about her. After taking her punishment so well last night and the way she lied at the police station today, taking care of her is the least I can do.
I push away the anger at my plans being thwarted earlier by that dick Cooper thinking he can manipulate Samantha into giving him what he wants.
A lesson I am sure she is still feeling. Kaleb was almost as pissed as I was.
Almost.
Once inside, I waste no time pressing Charlotte against the bathroom door. My mouth attaches to hers, showing her how much I want this and how much I appreciate what she just did.
She lets out a startled yelp when I hoist her higher until she finds herself with her thighs thrown over my shoulders, her dress shoved to her waist, and my face in her snatch.
Greedily, I eat. Her hands grip my hair as my tongue thrusts inside her over and over. I might just keep this no panties rule, seeing as no bras has worked out so well so far.
I devour every inch of her until she screams out in release. Her pleasure-drugged smile greets me when I come up for air, only to transform into anOwhen I start all over again.
CHAPTERTHIRTY
Charlie
Warm water soothes my body, my thighs widening on their own as the heat seeps in.
The tub is large, but Daniel is larger. His big frame sits behind me, his legs barely fitting inside the porcelain.
Everyone was happy to see us when we came back, his dad saying how he looked forward to having all his family together under one roof for a few more days. Helen was quick to point out that that now included me.
My eyes fill at the memory. I have a big family back home in Ohio, one that I have missed seeing every day since moving to college, so the thought of having another here fills my heart.
Daniel presses a kiss to the side of my head, and I realize that I let out another sigh. Patiently, he waits for me to talk.
“Will I ever get to see my family again?” I whisper.
When he doesn’t answer, I peer up at him over my shoulder.
“You can come with me.” I turn back around, resting my back against his chest. “Ohio’s not too far.”
Another kiss on my wet hair is my only answer before Daniel asks me his own question. Well, not exactly asks. A question suggests I have an option to respond when he and I both know I don’t.
“Tell me about them, your family.” His hands massage over my arms, washing the soap away. His fingers are strong and steady as they move over me.
My chest rises on an unsteady breath as thoughts of not seeing them again close in on the edges of my brain. “I lived with my mom and grandma before college,” I explain, peeking back at him. “My dad died a few months after I was born, from a heart attack. Went to work one day and just never came home.” My words taper off quietly, my shoulder slumping under his hands. “My mom never recovered,” I tell him.
Daniel stays quiet behind me, but even in the silence, I can feel the strength he’s trying to give me. “I’m an only child,” I whisper. “After my dad, my mom wouldn’t even look at another man. Said she’d had her one true love and that he gave her me. I was all she needed.” The memory of us cuddling on the sofa and looking at pictures of the man we both miss dearly chokes me, my words lodging in the back of my throat.
Sniffling, I wipe at my blurry eyes. “It was okay, though. It’s hard to stay lonely in a house full of people. My cousins were always there to see Grandma or wanting to play with me.” I smile, trying to lessen the worry rolling off him. I sigh wistfully. “I’m glad Mom got to love my dad the way she did, but I wish I had a sibling. I envy the relationship you have with Michael. That man loves you more than himself.” A laugh rips out of me. “He’d literally do anything to protect you, even kill me to save you from yourself.”
