Page 18 of Pool Girl - An Instalove Possessive Age Gap

But to know he actually does love me, and know I love him… then to realize I have to go home…

It’s too much. I don’t know what to do.

“I just can’t face dad about us, not right now,” I tell Will, who listens to me patiently, I can see his dark eyes are calm and he’s deep in thought.

He hums and nods as I state my case.

I want nothing more than to go home with him, let him claim me properly, but it would just cause too many complications with dad so sick right now.

“How sick is he?” Will asks, raising his brows. “He sounded drained when I spoke to him earlier, but he’s not that sick, surely?”

It’s true, he just has a bad cold or maybe the flu he gets every couple of years, but it’s like I said, I don’t want to have to deal with dad finding out about Will and me.

And I tell Will as much.

“Then we won’t tell him,” he says finally, smiling to himself, a matter of fact.

“We won’t not tell him altogether… we’ll just… tell him some other time,” he says, sounding like the only one of us who’s making perfect sense.

“But he’ll… if I don’t go home,” I protest, making Will frown, looking at me as if I’m trying to brush him off, which I’m not.

“I want to Will. I do. I just… Oh! I don’t know anymore,” I sigh, looking out the window, biting my nails.

Something I haven’t done since I was little, and only ever did when I got this worked up about something.

He leans over, putting his hand gently on my knee again, making me shiver uncontrollably.

“I told you I’d wait Piper but if there’s no good reason why I can’t make you mine tonight, I’m taking you home. Where you belong,” he tells me firmly but calmly.

I know he’s right. I want Will more than anything.

“Can we at least…?” I start to ask, but Will’s already started the van and is pulling away.

“Of course we can, and we will,” he says, laughing to himself at his own play on words.

“We’ll check in on your dad and then I’m sure something will come up to make me whisk you away, maybe for the whole night,” he says with a devilish grin.

I feel my worry replaced with the warm rush of excitement again. Will’s so in control, so commanding when he wants to be.

I love it and I love him, more than ever.

I just have no idea how he’s gonna pull this off.

Will tells me not to worry, suggesting we pick up some take out on the way.

“I’m sure your dad hasn’t prepared anything, and he needs his strength. I know this great Korean place. They do a chicken chili soup that’ll make him feel much better.”

Using his speed dial, Will orders ahead, in perfect Korean I might add as he watches the road and then me, asking me with silent lips what I want to eat.

I can only shrug, I trust in Will’s judgment.

We’re both in much better spirits by the time Will swings into the restaurant’s parking lot, telling me to stay put as he’ll only be a minute.

While he’s inside, I can see him glancing out to the van a couple of times as he waits for our order.

A tap on the window makes me jump. Some guy motions for me to wind the window down.

“Sorry!” he exclaims. “I just wanted to make an appointment to get my pool filter looked at… do you have a-” but he doesn’t get a chance to finish.

I gasp and then groan as I see Will looming up over the guy. Advancing toward him with both his hands balled into fists after he’s rolled his sleeves up.

“Help you?” he snarls at the guy, whose backing away and shaking his head, as he stammers and then makes a terrible moaning sound like he’s just realized his mistake.

“Will,” I call out, trying to give the guy a friendlier look, holding out a business card.

“Will, he just wants his filter looked at,” I try and explain, but Will looks like a different man, more like a beast or some sort of caveman.

His chest is puffed out as his muscles ripple through his shirt and his dark eyes grow cold as his hands ball up into fists as he starts to growl, literally growl at that guy.

I’m getting really worried now, thinking maybe Will’s unhinged or he breathed in too many pool chemicals.

But once the guy tells me to forget it and turns on his heel and runs for his life, Will shrinks a little, back to his normal huge self.

“What the hell was all that about?” I ask him angrily, noticing his look of confusion.

“Did he? He didn’t hurt you, upset you?” Will grunts, lifts his head, and scans the street to make sure the guy is gone but looks like he still might sprint after him at any moment.

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