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“You do?”
“Yeah, Nicole set me up.”
Fuck me.
She backs away and slides her bedside table drawer open. When she pulls out a strip of condoms, I can’t help but laugh.
“You’re going to be the death of me.” I pull her back to me. “Come here, you little vixen.”
Our mouths collide, and it’s not soft. This kiss holds heat and desperation. I shove my shorts down, glad to be going commando. I tug the shirt over my head and toss it on the floor along with the shorts.
When she’s back in my arms, I take my time exploring. I do love her, but it’s way too soon to tell her. I made that mistake last time. I don the condom and pause, staring into those gorgeous eyes full of heat and want.
“You know I can’t deny you. I’ll give you anything you want.” And then I slip inside her and all the worry, all the pent-up frustration, and all the negativity leaves. This right here just feels right. I can’t explain it. She feels like we’re always supposed to be. I shift to move. Slow pump in. Slow slide out. She’s perfect. And she’s mine. When I told her about family always leaving, I meant my family. I could never leave her. The way she’s looking up at me, I know she wouldn’t leave me either. We’ll figure out a way to be together. I suck on a breast, her back arching to give me more. I take it because I want more. I want her everything. I want to be her everything. We haven’t talked about what happens at the end of summer, but we’ll figure it out. We have to.
“Dalton.” My name is a whisper on her lips. Emotion swirls in her eyes. I continue my pumps. I swirl my hips. She feels so damn incredible. I weave our fingers together and press our hands into the mattress. This connection we have is more than real. It’s hard to explain what I feel for this girl.
Heat starts building in my lower belly, and I know I won’t last too much longer. I lower my free hand and rub her clit. She lets out a moan.
“Dalton, I’m going to come.”
I get lost in the way her body writhes beneath me that I don’t hear the slight knock on the door. I’m too busy chasing her orgasm with mine to notice the jiggle of the door handle. I’m so high on Cassie and post orgasm bliss to register the creak of the door.
“What the hell are you doing?” the deep baritone voice booms across the room.
Aw, fuck.
I slip out of Cassie and make sure she’s covered. Her body quivers as she shrieks. “Daddy, what are you doing in here?”
“You”—he points a finger at me—“get packed. I can’t believe I trusted you.”
Cassie’s saucer-sized eyes look at me. I mouth “I’m sorry,” as I pull away.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.The look on Cassie’s face is so stricken I want to fix this, but I don’t know how. I sweep the clothes from the floor and hide my junk with the condom still on. Coach’s eyes stray to me, and I swear steam flares from his nostrils. I really did it this time. I hold my head down and move to pass.
When I brush past his shoulder, he murmurs, “Pack your things and book a flight. You leave tomorrow.”
I don’t say a word and nod.
I royally fucked this up.
Once I’m in my room, I grab my phone and search for tickets. I know what needs to be done, but the fuck if I don’t like it.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
CASSIE
I’ve never minded goingto church. In fact, I rather enjoy it, or I had for most of my life. But not today. Today, I couldn’t wait to get back to Dalton. He hadn’t joined us. I didn’t think he would. But he hadn’t left his room all morning which means we haven’t had a chance to talk. I owe him an apology. He wanted to wait until we talked to Dad, and I didn’t listen. I put my selfish needs first and ruined another person’s career, just like I did to Malcolm. He may have graduated, but my impact wasn’t positive.
Dad pulls into our driveway, and I dart from the truck the moment Dad slides the gear into park. I no longer care what Dad thinks. My only goal is to talk to Dalton. I fly through the front door and glance around the kitchen and living room. Empty. Why am I not surprised? But the house is completely silent. A sinking feeling edges its way inside. I beeline down the hallway and knock on his door.
More silence.
“Now, Cassie, don’t think you can defy me. I order you to go to your room.”
Orders me?I am not some little girl. He doesn’t get to order me around anymore. I wrap my hands around the door handle and shoot Dad a glare. Then I burst into Dalton’s room.
But I don’t get far before the emptiness hits me. My stomach lurches, the small muffin I forced myself to eat threatening to cough back up. My gaze flits to the area where his suitcase had been laid and then to the bed that was made for the first time since he arrived. Realization hits, but I refuse to accept it.
No, no, no. He couldn’t have left.
