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Again, I try to pull my arm away from Uncle Davey. “You don’t own me. Let me go.” His grip tightens.
“Let go of her. I’m taking her home.” He looks over my head to Charlie. “Now.”
Charlie lets go and shrugs. “Whatever, man.”
Before we walk out the front door, I see Olivia standing in the corner. Her eyes are wide, and then she winks at me. I shake my head, embarrassed I am being pulled away from the party.
Uncle Davey doesn’t say a word until we get to the car. He opens the door for me, then in a tight voice, says, “Get in.”
“I’m not a kid, Uncle Davey. I don’t need saving.”
He points to the passenger seat and raises a brow. I know that look. I like that look. The old David is back. And he isn’t playing around.
Chapter Sixteen
DAVID
Payback’s a dish best served cold. Or is that revenge? Either way, I’ll get what I want. A few years ago, my cute little Bug crashed a date of mine. When I heard her on the phone earlier, I knew it was time to strike back. I didn’t mean to overhear the call, but there’s no passing it up when an opportunity presents itself. Besides, she doesn’t need to be going to parties and drinking. At the very least, she needs to be at home on the couch. Or in my arms, where she belongs and where she fits so perfectly.
Damn. This is a never-ending war. My heart and head still are not on the same page. They haven’t been in quite a while; I’m used to this constant battle. I’ve stayed away from her. I’ve been on a few dates since her birthday party, but none of them captivate my attention the way she does.
My heart soared when she mentioned me in her valedictorian speech. It made me happy to know those debates and runs were worth something to her. I was grinning like a fool, and I knew it.
So here I am, crashing her party. The look on her face when she realized it was me was pure gold. It was difficult not to smile. She was an adult. Honestly, she could do what she wanted. Just not on my watch.
We walk out to my car, and I know she doesn’t want to get in. I give her my signature ‘you don’t want to fuck with me’ look. She climbs into the car and buckles up. I walk around to the driver’s side and hop in.
The ride home is quiet, which is fine. It gives me time to figure out what I am going to do from here. My plan didn’t consist of anything after the party. I just wanted to ruin her fun.
She sighs. I ignore her. She sighs again. I ignored her again. She sighs a third time, and this time, I look over at her.
“What? Cat got your tongue?” I smirked.
The seconds pass, and her resolve lessens. We are at a stoplight when she unbuckles. I am looking to my left when I feel her hand on my leg above my knee. I turn my head toward her in surprise. “What are you doing?”
She moves her hand an inch up my thigh and leans toward me. “I want to touch you.”
I shake my head and shove her hand away. “Skylar. Sit down.”
“Come on, just a taste of what’s under there.” Her sultry voice sends shivers down my spine.
“No, Skylar! What the fuck.” The light turns green, and I ease off the brake and hit the gas. Her full lips curl into a pout, and she sits back in her seat. “Put your seatbelt on.”
She groans and does as asked. I shift my hips away from her and will my cock to go down. If she doesn’t notice what’s happening to me, it would be ideal. I know I lust after her, but my head needs to win this battle.
Skylar stares out the window for the rest of the drive and doesn’t glance at me. We pull into the driveway, and then she looks over at me. “Don’t you want me?”
Fuck. She knows I do. I know I do. The sexual tension is so high. Still, I can’t admit that I want her because it’s so wrong, so forbidden.
Instead of answering her, I say, “Let’s go inside.” I climb out of the car, but she just sits there. I move around to her side and open the door for her. “Come on, Bug.” I hold out my hand.
She brushes my hand away and walks up the driveway. She gets out her keys, unlocking the door. Once it’s opened, she turns around. “Are you coming in?”
I sigh and head up toward the door. Was it a good idea to come in? Probably not. But I did leave some stuff I needed to grab from earlier when I was working. A foot in the door, and I hear my name fall from her lips. I turn my head to see her standing by the stairs. “What, Bug?”
The only response she gives is slowly pulling her shirt up over her head to reveal her curves and a red lace bra. When I look up to meet her gaze, she’s biting her lip. Slowly, she drapes the shirt over the stairway railing.
“David, I want you.”
