“Kelly, I can see he is handsome. I’m old, but I’m not blind, dear. It just seems to me that you’re letting a little crush cloud your vision here. There is nothing honorable in the way that boy walks around, destroying everything in his path.”
“That man,” I broke in. “That man sitting at the table has rescued me twice. That man is who I want to be around. That man has chosen me, and you will just have to get on board with it. He’s the one for me, Grace. I know it. I don’t just want it to be the truth. It is the truth.”
I turned on my heel and walked back down the hall. I could hear Grace huff in the other room but I didn’t care. I didn’t want to upset her. She was one of the most important people in the world to me, but today there was someone even more important. She would have to make room and that’s just the way it was.
“How are we doing in here, gentlemen?” I asked as I walked back into the kitchen and stood next to Hunter, placing my arm around his neck.
“Oh, just fucking peachy, darling.”
He pulled me onto his lap and kissed my neck, causing a smile to break out on my face and waves of heat to rush from where his lips touched my neck down to the butterflies in my stomach.
“Gross,” Luke cried.
Hunter shot a look across the table as if he forgot Luke was even in the room.
“Hey, you don’t like it, pal, there’s the door.”
“This is my house, pal,” Lucas fired back and, to my surprise, Hunter barely reacted.
“Not anymore,” he said plainly, as Lucas just laughed and finished up his eggs.
“Kelly, Hunter said we could go to his farm with him today. Can we go? Please, can we?”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and looked at Hunter. He just took a swig of his coffee and looked out the window.
“Um, I guess that could be, I mean, if Hunter wants that.”
“He was the one who said we should come. He said he’d show me how to throw a football as soon as you two were finished talking grown up things in the house and I finished my homework.”
Hunter tightened his hold around my waist and leaned his lips into my ear.
“There’s no way I can go a day without feeling your * wrapped around my cock,” he whispered as he slipped the tip of his tongue in my ear and bit down on my earlobe. “You know, grown up things. What do you say, darling?”
He took his teeth off me and turned his head away from mine. I immediately wanted to be alone with him and to have him put his mouth back on me.
“Well, I think that sounds like a fine idea for the day,” I said and smiled as I felt Hunter’s hand slide down the back of my shorts.
I heard Grace scoff from down the hall, and the screen door slam as she walked out the door.
“Luke, why don’t you go pack a bag with what you need and we’ll leave in ten minutes?”
He shot out of his seat and ran down the hall to his room. As soon as he was out of sight, Hunter spun me around on his lap and pulled my lips into his. I could feel him getting hard against me and I started to grind myself into him.
He pulled his face away and looked up into my eyes.
“Might as well let the bad ideas ride, sweetheart.”
I drove my lips into his and sunk my nails into his shoulders as his hard cock slid up and down between my legs from inside his pants.
I had no idea what was happening, and at the same time, I felt more sure than ever that it was right.
Chapter 41
Hunter
I STEPPED OUT TO THE porch and lit a cigarette. I must have been drunk as fuck or out of my mind or both because I actually felt good about what I had just suggested. Kelly was mine and I didn’t want it any other way. Even if that meant she brought along her family, that was fine by me. A real man has to take his woman the way she is, not spend his life wishing she was different. That’s basically the equivalent of being a coward. The way I see it, if you can’t accept the reality that’s in front of you, you have no business calling yourself a man. Women are complicated, and men have to be able to take that.
Plus, the kid wasn’t half bad. He kind of reminded me of what I might have been like if I hadn’t been taken in by Boston’s version of the Capone family. He had balls for a little kid, enough to sit across from the likes of me and not shit his pants. I had to give him credit for that.
“You smoke?” Lucas asked, with a disgusted look in his eyes as he ran past me toward his sister’s car.
“You don’t?” I said as I walked toward him.
“Grace says it’s bad for you and stops you from growing big and tall.”
I towered over him, and looked down as I blew out a thick cloud of smoke.
“Seems like Grace fucking lied to you, little man.”
I ripped his bag off his shoulder and threw it in the trunk of Kelly’s car. Lucas just stood there speechless for the first time since I met him and shuffled his foot across the gravel. I slammed the trunk and walked back around the car.
“But she’s right. It’s fucking bad for you and I’ll beat your ass if I ever see you doing it.”
I shoved him gently into the side of the car and he laughed.
You’re actually not half bad, kid.