Page 130 of Collide
Lukas Preston simmers in his seat. “Girls, go to your rooms.”
Without another word, the twins shuffle away.
I turn to Summer’s mom. “Divya, I apologize if—”
She lifts a hand. “No, this needed to be said. There’s only so much of this I can take, Luke, it’s been years. You need to fix this.”
His lack of response only makes me angrier, and I know I need to leave before I do something stupid.
I meet Divya’s embarrassed gaze. “I apologize for interrupting dinner, but I need to take Summer home. Thank you for dinner.”
Walking through the hallway, I find her room locked. “Baby, it’s me. Open the door.”
It takes a minute before the lock clicks. Summer sits back on the bed, holding a photo frame. I take a seat beside her, putting my arms around her. It’s a picture of their family Christmas.
“We were so happy here,” she whispers. “He could have been a good dad. He would’ve been the best, but he chose not to.”
“I think he does know, and that’s why he’s acting like this.”
She sighs. “He’s being selfish.”
“I know.”
Three beats of silence pass before she looks at me again. “You shouldn’t have stood up for me. I don’t want it to affect hockey.”
“I don’t care about that right now. I care about you. If you can count on one person to be on your side no matter what, it’s me. I don’t ever want you to think you’re alone because there isn’t a second that goes by when I’m not thinking about you.”
Tears rim her eyes when she kisses me. I kiss her back, and in an instant, she’s all over me. Straddling my lap and pulling my tie.
“Summer…” I groan, mostly because my self-control has been withering since I saw her in this dress.
“Come on, check it off my bucket list.”
“Your parents are right outside.”
“They won’t come in here. Please? I don’t want to think right now.” She starts undoing my shirt buttons, and her ass grinds over my erection, forcing a choked moan from me. She never needs to say please, but hearing it fall from her lips makes me want to fulfill her every desire. Before I can speak, she pulls down the straps of her dress, baring her breasts. I have no resistance as I grab her hips and grind her down. She moans in pleasure, kissing my neck.
I’m so fucking hard I can’t remember why I thought this was a bad idea. “Take me out—”
“Sunshine.” Our heads snap to the door where Lukas Preston’s voice filters through.
Right, that’s why.
I spring up, pulling Summer off my lap. I barely have my buttons done when he knocks again.
“Can we talk, Summer?”
I’m tucking in my rumpled shirt as Summer just sits there. Smiling.
“Have I told you how hot you look in that suit?” She’s not even remotely alarmed by the man on the other side of the door.
“Summer,” I warn, taking it upon myself to pull her straps up and fix her hair. She’s holding back a laugh as I make sure nothing is askew, but my glare finally makes her sit up straight. Her eyes still flare with mischief. “Jesus, don’t look at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like you want my cock in your mouth.”
She smiles wider when I say it, and I step away before I do something reckless. I open the door to Lukas Preston who surveys my clothing. My lipstick-stained collar to be exact. Shit.
