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“All right,” the officer says. “Thank you. We’ll let you know when we have an update regarding the investigation.”
“Thanks,” Parker replies. Turning around, he leads me away. To my surprise, we start heading for the front door.
“Parker?” his dad calls out. “Where are you going?”
“Chloe and I need to have a private conversation,” Parker answers without looking back. “I’ll check in later.”
Before any of them can say another word, Parker and I are out the door and heading for his car.
“Parker, where are we going?” I ask breathlessly.
“I’m taking you home.” He doesn’t say anything else as he opens the car door for me and helps me inside. He moves around to the other side and slides in behind the steering wheel. Once he starts the car and pulls out of the driveway, he reaches over and grabs my hand again. We don’t speak for the entirety of the drive, but he never lets go of my hand. I’m not sure what’s going through his head, but I do take some comfort in his touch. At least it means he’s not upset with me…at least not so upset that he’s repelled by me.
When we reach Lauren’s house, Parker continues to hold my hand as he leads me inside and up the stairs to my room. He only lets go once we’re inside. I sit on the bed while he shuts the door. He stays turned away from me for several moments, and I finally can’t take the silence between us anymore.
“Are you okay?”
He doesn’t answer for quite some time, and I don’t press for an answer. I sit and wait as patiently as I can, my fingers fidgeting in my lap.
At last, he turns to face me and regards me a second before asking, “You’re pregnant?”
I swallow and nod, unable to find the words to respond.
“You’re sure?”
I nod again. What is he thinking? I can’t tell. His expression is unreadable. What am I going to do if he says he doesn’t want anything to do with the baby? What if he tells me he doesn’t want anything to do with me?
My heart is racing, and I’m struggling not to anxiously squirm as I wait for him to say something else.
Suddenly, he blows out a breath and walks over to me. Bending over, he cups the back of my head and pulls me into a hungry kiss. I gasp in surprise, and he pulls back enough that he can look me in the eyes. “We’ll figure everything out. I promise.” I stare up at him, stunned, but manage to nod. “Okay.”
He reaches down and grabs the bottom of my shirt and starts to tug it up my torso, but I grab his wrists to stop him and gaze up at him with furrowed brows. “Parker, are you okay? Earlier with your dad and the cops…”
He shakes his head, cutting me off. “Not tonight. Let’s just not talk about it tonight…or ever, if I can help it.”
I gaze up at him for a long moment, a part of me wondering if I should try to get him to talk about the day so he can process everything, but as I stare into his eyes, I can see the desperation flashing through them. I realize that’s not what he needs right now.
“Chloe, please,” he whispers in a choked voice. “I knew who she was. I knew the whole time.”
I hesitate a second longer before I nod and cup his face with my hands, pulling him in for another kiss. He quickly takes over again, slanting his mouth over mine and tangling his fingers in my hair. As he angles my head, I part my lips so he can sweep his tongue into my mouth. He lays me back on my bed and covers me with his body. Bringing his knee up between my legs, he presses it against my core, and I hiss out a breath.
He kisses along my jaw and down my throat, his hands moving to push my shirt up and over my head. He presses his mouth between my breasts as he works to undo the clasp of my bra and toss it away. Without a word, he wraps his lips around one of my nipples and sucks, hard.
“Parker!” I gasp at the sharp sting when his teeth graze my sensitive peak. When I reach up to grab his shoulders, he takes hold of my wrists and pins my arms above my head. A whimper escapes from my throat, and my core clenches with need.
Moving to my other nipple, he licks and sucks at it until my back is arching off the bed. I writhe beneath him but can’t escape his hold…not that I want to. I’m totally at his mercy, and I’ve never been more turned on. He needs to be in control right now. He needs to be rough and demanding, and I want to give him what he needs.
“Chloe,” he growls against my breast. “I need to lose myself in you. I don’t want to think about anything but how good you make me feel.”
“You can do what you want. I’m here for you, Parker. I’ll always be here for you.”
I didn’t intend to make that promise, but the words are out before I fully comprehend that I’m speaking them. What startles me more, though, is how much I mean them. I do want to be there for him. I want to be with him as more than a friend and a hookup. I don’t say so out loud, because he has enough that he’s working through right now, but my heart swells at the thought of being with him, really being with him.
Suddenly, he’s moving down my body and yanking my attention away from my wandering thoughts. He lets go of my wrists as he lowers to his knees on the floor beside the bed. Gazing up at me, he slowly drags my yoga pants down my legs and tosses them aside, then does the same to my panties. I’m totally naked before him while he’s still fully dressed. It’s one of the most erotic scenarios I’ve ever been in.
Pushing my knees apart, he says, “We’re not stopping until you’ve completely lost your mind and can only think of me. I don’t want anything else to exist for you but the pleasure I’m giving you.”
I stare down at him, stunned. A shiver courses through me at the feral glint in his eyes, and I feel myself growing wet, even though he hasn’t so much as touched my sex yet. Without another word, he lowers his head between my legs and swipes his tongue along my sensitive folds. I throw my head back with a cry as pleasure shoots through me.
