Page 14 of Blue Summer

“I love you too. Stay safe, okay.”

When she puts down the phone it is with a heavy sigh.

“I’m the whole police force now?” I tease her, working to get just a little lift of her lips, a twinkle in her eye, something. I pull her into me wanting to offer her comfort but also just needing her in my arms.

“As far as Nolia is concerned, yes. She… she is a whole force unto herself.”

“I can tell you really love one another.” A sadness comes to her eyes, and she rests her hands on my chest.

“Do you ever wish you had brothers or sisters?”

I’m knocked back a little at the fact that sadness is for me. It’s been a long time since someone cared enough to be sad for me. Not since my folks died. Maybe not even then. And here this angel is, in front of me, offering me so many things I forgot about. Showing me all I have been missing, like family, closeness, and love. I look down at her clear, innocent eyes and give her the only truth I know.

“I never knew it to miss it. I guess, when I was younger, I used to think it might be cool to have someone else close but then… it just always was. All I knew.”

Her hand comes up to touch my cheek and I can’t stop myself from leaning into the touch. Before I realize what exactly I am doing, I have my mouth on hers. It’s a soft kiss, or at least it starts that way. Just a way for me to show her what her concern for me means, a thank you for caring when she doesn’t fucking have to.

But apparently, both of us are hungry, and not for the noodles I have waiting on the island. When she starts responding back to me I lose track of what the kiss is supposed to be and end up teaching her how to use her tongue to explore each other’s mouths.

I'm not certain if it’s all me or if she helps, but she ends up in my arms, her legs wrapped around my waist and me cupping her sweet little ass in both hands. I stumble/walk us over to the island - to the side without the hot bowls - and put her on the surface.

I love finding out things about Summer I didn’t know before, like the fact she’s a clinger. And apparently, I love clingers because the way she is wrapped around me is the very definition of heaven to me. My angel can make a heaven of her own and all I have to do to find it is step in the circle of her arms and legs.

By the time my little angel pulls back to catch her breath, I have my hand on her tit and my lips on her soft throat. “Oh my God… we… we need to…” I rest my forehead against hers and drop my hand back down to cup the tops of her ass. I can’t stop giving it a little squeeze marveling at all the soft places she has to touch and rub and nibble on. “Stop? Yeah, I know we do, but just let me…,” what am I going to say, let me have a minute to stop the pounding in my dick that only happens when you are around? “Let me…”

“Okay. Yeah… me too. We should just… take a minute.”

I finally feel the beat of my heart leave my dick and my body return to normal, or as normal as it can be when Summer is around. “I should eat you.”

I can tell by her eyes I have messed that up and quickly try again.

“I should feed you. Feed you.” She smothers a giggle behind her hand, and I end up carrying her to a bar stool where I set the bowls. “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get food in you and you in the bed.”

Chapter Thirteen

Summer

What the hell just happened? And how did it all go… like it did? I need… space - or more of what I had in the kitchen and I’m not talking about the noodles even though they were delicious.

“So, I put you in the bedroom right beside mine. It connects to mine by the bathroom. If something happens just yell. I’ll leave my side open so it will be easier to hear you.”

“Uh, Roan… I don’t have…” I wave my hand over myself.

“Oh yeah. I, uh, laid out one of my shirts and some boxers I used to wear when I was like twelve so hopefully they fit. Remember, if you need anything just… yell.”

He backs out of the room leaving me in silence and the echo of all the lies I’ve been telling. So many lies. And what was that in the kitchen, before we started eating? I sit heavily on the bed and think about how good a kisser Roan Atticus is. He is certainly good at it so I’m betting he’s had a lot of practice. It makes me wonder…what would have happened, and where we would be if I had known what I was doing.

It’s not like I go around kissing just anybody but… would it have been different if I had have at least done it once so that I knew what I was doing? I flop back and stare up at the ceiling. How far would I have let it go if I wasn’t so damned inexperienced? How far would Roan have taken it?

Even when I crawl into bed wearing only the shirt Roan gave me, I can’t stop thinking, I can’t stop wondering, what would have been if only. That and the fact I can’t sleep because I am in a new place which always feels weird to me, only makes the over-thinking and second-guessing worse. By the time three rolls around, I am so exhausted from all the tossing and turning and playing armchair detective that I throw the covers off and slip from my borrowed bed. If I continue to lay, I’ll go mad.

I tiptoe the way I think we came up the stairs when Roan was leading me here and try to be as quiet as I can, so I don’t wake him. The last thing I want is to cause him problems and ruin his night because I am having the worst case of insomnia known to man. The kitchen looks completely different in the dark. All the homey atmosphere that seemed to define the room when me and Roan were in it, seems to be gone.

Now it looks like an empty promise. Dark shadows swirl around, and I can barely make out the little bar stools that are in front of the island that we just sat on not hours ago. I start stumbling my way to the fridge when I hear something that makes me pause to see if I heard what I thought I heard. My heart starts beating harder as I hear it again.

Something is moving around close by, and I realize I’ve done the dumb thing girls in horror movies do. I bebopped into a dark room all by my lonesome in only a thin shirt and a pair of panties that wouldn’t cover one of the horror movie monsters’ eyes. And my dumb ass trooped right into the very room where all the sharp objects are kept. Way to go, dumb ass!

I start backing up slowly just trying to get to the stairs again when I back right into a big solid body. I open my mouth to scream but a wide hand quickly covers it so the only thing that comes out is a muffled sound that does me no good. Damn it!

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