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I kissed along her neck and shoulder before hiking her shirt up. Harper had on the prettiest pink bra under her purple T-shirt, but I knew what the silk covered was even better. I continued to roll her nipples between my fingers, then I quickly unfastened the hook in the center. The cups fell away and her perfectly sized breasts spilled out. I hummed my approval as my tongue swept over one of the hardened peaks.
“Gabe,” she cried out the moment I covered the hard tip with my lips and bit down on it. Making love to Harper had been everything I had dreamed of and more.
I wanted to be with her... on top of her... inside of her... Evidently, the universe didn’t agree because the doorbell broke up my thoughts. It was the pizza. The small pizzeria obviously focused on the thirty minutes or less motto when it came to delivery. I groaned, but she was already pushing me off of her.
“I’ll go get it,” I told her, then grabbed the money and walked to the door. When I flung the heavy oak open, the driver opened the bag. The pepperoni scented steam made my stomach growl.
I handed the driver the money for the food which included his tip, then took the pizza and stepped back inside. When I returned to the living room, Harper was no longer on the couch. I glanced toward the kitchen and saw her getting two plates from the cabinets.
She was short in height and standing on her tiptoes as she tried to reach the tall shelves. I stood in the doorway and didn’t interrupt as she made a jumping move which allowed her enough height to grab two plates. When she spun around and realized I was watching, her cheeks flushed.
“You could’ve helped me,” she said before sweeping past me.
I followed her into the other room and set the pizza box onto the large coffee table in the center. She placed the plates right beside it and I smirked at her. “I was enjoying the view. I like those pants you’re wearing.”
She had on a tight pair of leggings, and they clung to her toned thighs and rounded ass. The material hugged her in all the places I wanted to touch her. I glanced over at her and could tell by her expression that I was busted.
This time, I flashed a guilty smile, then forced myself to focus on the food. I lifted the top of the box and inhaled the additional steam wafting from it. I picked up a long triangular piece and set it down onto her plate before grabbing one of my own.
Chicago was renowned for their deep dish style pizza, but ever since I spent half a summer in the Hamptons a few years back, I had become obsessed with New York style pizza, and eventually passed that same love of it onto Harper.
That summer was memorable for more than just the cuisine. It was the first summer since birth that I could remember not spending it with Harper. Her family had wanted to take her to Europe, so as I spent my time between the Blake and Archer estates, she was enjoying the Mediterranean.
The time apart had only reinforced my desire to never be away from her longer than I had to. It was the reason I wouldn’t pick a college like my other teammates had. I didn’t care about the sports programs as long as Harper was there. Wherever she wanted to go, I would follow.
“Are you going to eat your pizza or just stare at it all night?”
I glanced over at Harper and realized she had finished two thirds of hers and I hadn’t even taken the first bite of mine. “Worry about your own slice,” I told her, then smirked as I picked off a piece of pepperoni and flicked it at her.
She appeared ready to retaliate but before she could, the front door opened and my parents walked in. I wasn’t expecting them home this early, so in hindsight, I was glad now that the delivery driver had interrupted us when he did or else my parents might’ve walked in to something much different.
“Hi, Mom,” I said as she walked in. She didn’t have the same smile on her face that she usually did, especially when she looked over at Harper. Had she known what we had been about to do? I ignored that question because there was no way. Other than a slight tousling of Harper’s hair, we looked innocent. There was definite concern on her face, however, and I set my plate down and stood up. “Is there something wrong.”
“I... ahh...”
Harper set her plate down and stood up. “Mrs. Blake?”
My father entered the room. He looked between me and Harper and my heart began to sink. Had he found out about the hotel? Or the fact that I’d had sex with Harper a few times since? Or, was this regarding the day a number of us skipped the last two periods at school?
I didn’t want Harper to get lectured, so I cleared my throat. “It’s all my fault, but I can explain.” I had no idea about what, but I would come up with something. I always did.
“No, baby,” my mother told me as she walked over to me and placed her arm around me. “This is not your fault, or anyone else’s.”
“What are you talking about?”
My father’s attention was focused directly on Harper, and I was about to ask why until he cleared his throat. “I need to speak with Harper in the other room.”
“I want to go,” I said, and was prepared to pull away from my mother, but he shook his head.
“I need to speak with her in private. I’ll let you know what’s going on afterward.”
I still tried to pull away, but my mother’s grip tightened. “Let her go with him. She needs to be the first to hear the news.”
“What news?” I was growing even more concerned, and so was Harper. She gave me a slight shrug, but followed my father into the other room. I turned on my mother. “You’re scaring me. What is it? I—”
My question was cut short by the sound of Harper’s bloodcurdling scream. It was unlike anything I had ever heard from her before, so I pushed away from my mother and raced to the doorway. When I got there, my father had Harper in his arms, and he was rocking her softly. He crooned something into her ears as he held her against him.
“What happened, Dad,” I asked once more. My mother took my arm and pulled me away from the room.
