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watched her carefully. He wasnât buying her mood in the least. The suspicion in his eyes was pinning her to the spot, charging her with it.
When he turned from her, she shut the door and retreated to the
bathroom. She washed her face, flushing it with cool water she hoped desperately would clear her head. They were lovely. Every last one of them was precious, sweet and decent.
She couldnât hurt thatâeven if it wasnât her fault. It wasnât her fault! It was an infuriating truth knowing this was being done to her and outside
her control and it could hurt the man she loved and everything in the world he cared for.
Seeing his family was an amazing thing. She was happy, she was jealous, she felt guilty and she just wanted to be one of them in a very immature pathetic sort of way. When there was a knock on the door, she
grabbed the hand towel and dried her face quickly as she pulled the door
open.
âHi.â Molly looked nervous.
âHi.â
âYouâre okay, arenât you?â Katrina nodded. âIt must be a lot. All of us
at once. What about your own family? I mean, are you close?â
âNo. My mother left my father and me when I was still in diapers and
my father passed away a few years ago.â
âOh, Katrina. Iâm so sorry. Youâre completely alone in all this. I meanâŠyouâll never be alone with Dillon, or with us for that matter, but
you know what I mean.â She winked at Katrina. âHe loves you.â She shook her head as a smile crept across her face. âWow. I wasnât sure Iâd
see that again but he does. Something fierce too. Do you love him as well?â
âYes I do.â There wasnât a momentâs hesitation in her voice.
âThen why do you look so sad?â Molly studied her.
Katrina stared at the floor for a moment. She had no idea how to answer this. âBecause I love him.â Molly cocked her head to the side in confusion. âI donât want any part of this mess to touch himâto touch Seth. Iâm worried all the time the people I care about are going to be hurt
because of me and Iâm just not sure I could handle that.â
Mollyâs eyes closed slowly as she soaked in Katrinaâs worry. But
when they opened again it was with resolve. âAnd if the situation were
reversed? If Dillonâs life were in danger? Would you leave him just because he was afraid of the effect it might have on you?â
âNo.â
âThen why should you expect anything less from him?â She watched
Katrina for a moment before she spoke again. âIâll see you downstairs.â
Then she was gone.
Dillon watched her from across the table at dinner. She was having a
hard time shaking her funk. She understood it. She was tired of her life
being a drama-fest. She wanted to be normal, plain, boring and just
ordinary again. The compassionate eyes that watched her now made it clear she was none of those things. They were kind, generous and when
Dillonâs father had rubbed her shoulder as sheâd entered the kitchen, it was made clear they werenât the least bit resentful. But the suspicious eyes that watched her across the table said Dillon wasnât buying it.
She tried to smile at him but he just watched her. He watched her, knowing she was trying to hide the ugliness from him. And he said nothing.
Chapter Twenty-Five
It wasnât difficult to put himself in her position. He knew she carried
a load of guilt around most of the time these days. His only real hope was ending this thing, keeping her safe and giving her what she needed
to move forward with him. He needed to take away the guilt she felt and
he knew an end to this nightmare was the only thing that would.
Ironically her guilt was a wedge that threatened to pull them apart and
yet it was owed entirely to the fact she cared for himâheartwarming and
terrifying all in one breath.
Molly asked her to take a walk after dinner was finished and she agreed. He watched her leave with Molly. Heâd seen few real smiles from
her since theyâd arrived. She showed his family what she thought they wanted to see. She flashed a quick completely contrived smile when they
looked at her but he always saw it drop from her face quickly when they
looked away.
He saw it, he studied it, he hated it. She should at least be able to relax
here. She was safeâit was supposed to be a reprieve but her expression
said sheâd carried every ounce of her worry with her. Of course she had.
She was going through hell at the moment and that wasnât something so
easily forgotten.
âSheâs really lovely, Dillon.â His mom squeezed his arm as she
moved past him in the kitchen.
âYes she is. Iâm worried about her though.â
âHow so?â His father had joined them at the kitchen island.
âSheâs just so worried about everything. So am I, but I hate that she is.â
âSeems understandable that sheâd worry. She must be terrified.â Del
commiserated with a slight shake of her head.
âOf course, but itâs not just that. Itâs us. Itâs everything. She worries I
could be hurt. She worries Seth could be hurt. She worries Iâm going to
lose my job. She holds herself so responsible for everything and none of
it is her fault.â
âI shouldnât have asked you about your job in front of her this afternoon. I wasnât thinking. I should have known sheâd feel bad about that.â His father looked guilty.
âItâs okay. Itâs just taking its toll on her. Sheâs been dealing with this
for a while now. Sheâs been attacked, terrorized, tormented and we havenât been able to do a damn thing about it. Her entire life has been turned upside down. Everything sheâs ever known has been threatened
or destroyed and everything she cares about has been jeopardized. I get
it. I just hate that she has to deal with it.â
âCanât be easy considering you two havenât been together long.â He
wasnât entirely sure what his motherâs point was, but if she was going to
suggest theyâd not been together long enough, it wasnât going to go over
well.
âMeaning?â He tried not to sound defensive.
âMeaning that neither of you should have to spend your time
focusing on this instead of your relationship. I wasnât suggesting
anything other than that, so just wipe that look off your face.â Well, sheâd put him in his spot. âYou love her. Itâs obvious. And youâll never hear a
peep out of me about it. I understand. And she loves you too. Thatâs obvious as well, by the way.â
âYeah, well sometimes Iâm not sure thatâs enough for her. Or if itâs enough to make her walk away, thinking sheâs doing me some favor.â
His mother pursed her lips. âYouâre going to have to talk to Seth about this. Heâs worried about her. Heâs a smart kid and he knows something is going on with her.â
âIâm going to talk to him tomorrow.â
Molly and Katrina returned a short while later and the moment she walked in she smiled sheepishly at him. He didnât approach her, but waited to see if she would approach him instead. She did, hesitantly looking up at him when she stepped up beside him. He kissed her on the
top of her head and she leaned into his side.
The boys had gone back to the park and they wouldnât see them again
until dark, so they settled into the living room. Katrina sat close at his side and she made small talk for a while before excusing herself to bed.
She kissed him quickly before wishing everyone good night and then she
was gone and he wasnât sure what to do with himself.
He followed the boys up to bed a few hours later and he spent the next couple hours tossing and turning until he finally fell asleep. He woke in a start shortly thereafter and as he gasped into the darkness, he
had to reassure himself she was okay just to keep from panicking. He wasnât sure what the dream had been about but he knew it was about her
and it wasnât good.
He stumbled up the flight of stairs to her room and he silently
crawled in next to her. Her body was warm and he instantly started to drift back to sleep.
âI love you.â Heâd not realized she was awake until her quiet voice brought him back from sleep.
âI love you too.â He was hugging her body from behind and he let his
fingers slowly brush up her leg and under the gown she was wearing.
When he reached her waist, he slid his hand back down under her
underwear, rubbing down the round cheek of her bottom. He slid his finger between the back of her legs, finding her warm and wet.
âI canât do this here. Not in your parentsâ house.â
He groaned. âYouâre killing me.â He took her hand, guiding it to his
hard arousal. âI need you. Now.â
She moaned. âYou know I want to.â
âYes I do. Your pussy is drenched. Youâre ready.â He was nuzzling against the back of her neck and she was sighing and moaning quietly.
âCome with me.â
He rolled from bed and held his hand out to her. It was dark but the
moon was nearly full and shining in through the French doors. He
walked with her to the doors, grabbing a wooden chair sitting beside a small desk. The chair was antique and he was hoping for the sake of his
ass and his dignity that it was not just decorative and would hold together.
When he opened the doors, she stilled by his side. âDillon, this wasnât
quite what I meant when I said not in their house.â
âIâm well aware of what you meant.â He pulled her out onto the
small balcony and set the chair down. âNow this chair is old as hell and
youâre going to have to be gentle with me if thereâs much hope we wonât
destroy it. And this is your bedroom so youâll be the one explaining to
my mother why her antique is in pieces on the balcony. Nervous yet?â
âDillonâŠâ
âUnless youâre moaning my name when Iâm inside you, stop saying
my name like Iâm an insolent child.â
âIâm not sure thatâs far from the truth.â He chuckled. It was a spark of
her humorâjust a spark but it was enough to light a fire in his gut.
He stepped up close to her, inching the hem of her nightgown up
along her legs. Her breathing was ragged and nervous and when he
finally raised the hem above her panty line, he slipped his fingers under
the waist and slid them down her hips. His dick was hard as hell. He wasnât lying when heâd said he needed her. He needed her to give herself
to him. She could be terrified or worried but she couldnât keep herself from him.
He pulled down the front of his flannel pants, tucking the elastic under his testicles, tightening the building tension in his sac all the more.
His cock was touching her stomach and her hands instantly moved to his
length.
He moaned as her fingers moved down. She grazed her soft touch
over his tight balls. She toyed with his skin, trailing the lightest touch along his shaft just to tickle her way over his testicles again. She pushed
the elastic down farther, cupping him in her hand. She squeezed and his
head dropped back as he fought the moan.
He was no more interested in waking the house than she was, but she
tended to drive him over his edge of reason quickly, and her hands were
doing a great job of reminding him just how easy he could succumb to her.
He let her hands squeeze, glide, grip and torment him for as long as
he could handle before he stilled her and dropped his pants to his feet.
He reached up under her gown to glide his fingers between her lips. She
was silky wet and he could already imagine sliding his dick through her
moisture. He loved the feel of her come on his skin and his cock was twitching for it.
She gripped his biceps as he slid up and down her cleft. Every time his finger passed over her clit, she cried out quietly and her fingers gripped tighter on his arm. It was with intense difficulty that he pulled
his fingers from her body but he wasnât going to last much longer like
this. He really was a bit leery about the chair that must surely be over a hundred years old but it gave barely a creak as he sat. Whether he would
end up with splinters in his ass was another question entirely.
He guided her body to straddle him and she sank down to sit on his
thighs. She kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth and her hands
found his erection again. His hands found her hips, lifting her and positioning her over the head of his cock. He was slow as he lowered her
and she used her fingers to guide him into her body.
She stilled as he passed between her lips and the tightness caused a groan to escape her. He gripped her hips, pulling her slowly but steadily
down to his lap. He could feel her warmth accepting him but the
tightness was intense. When she was seated on his lap, he pulled her gown off over her head.
âI didnât appreciate it when you told my family the only reason you
were here was your case.â He held her hips firmly over his cock, keeping
himself buried inside her body as he chastised her. âDo you know why
youâre here?â
Her lips were parted and her breath was coming in short quiet gasps.
Her sheath was gripping and quivering around him. It was damn hard not to lift her and sink her pussy right back down over his erection again.
He was ready to feel the movement of her slick warm skin against his length but heâd been waiting to call her out on her insensitive comment
for a few hours now.
âBecause youâre worried about me.â Her voice was breathy as she
responded and his dick twitched inside her at the sound of her desperate
need.
âYouâre here because Iâm in love with you. Youâre here because I
want my family to know you. Youâre here because my son needs to
understand us. Donât forget there is far more between us than one pathetic lunatic. It isnât why I asked you to come at all.â
She was quiet but eventually she nodded and he kissed her. When he
released his tight grip on her hips, she rocked and dropped her head to
his shoulder, moaning quietly against his skin.
The movement of her hips was intoxicating. She rolled against him, taking him deeper and when she rolled back it only released the slightest
depth before she grinded into him again. He let her move on his lap and
he listened to the quiet mewling whimpers coming from her mouth.
She sat up, leaning back from his body and bracing her hands on his
knees. And he watched her slowly humping him. When he touched her
exposed clit she hissed and her nails dug into his legs as he groaned.
He stroked over the tight swollen peak of her clit and she started panting. The moon was nearly full and bright and he watched her
stomach muscles contract as her body tried to curl in and capture her release. When she finally came, he could feel her buttocks tightening against his thighs as she pushed her pelvis up. She couldnât stop the cry
and he leaned swiftly to her mouth, thrusting his tongue into her warmth
as she moaned around him.
He didnât let up the pressure on her clit until she was trembling and
gasping for breath and only then did he pull her body back close to his
and let her settle her head on his shoulder. He gave her little rest before
he clutched her hips in his hands, held her hard to his body and started
clenching his buttocks, driving himself deep into her.
âDillon!â She gasped his name against his neck.
âTell me you love me.â He whispered in her ear as he drove to her core.
âI love you.â She could barely get the words out as he continued driving into her.
âSay it again.â
âI love you.â
He was thrusting hard and fast, holding her hips as tight as he could
to his lap. âDonât stop. Say it again. I want to hear it when I come inside
you.â
She murmured it against his ear again and again, crying out quietly as
he pierced her body. She didnât stop saying what he needed to hear and
when he thrust one final time, clutching hard on her hips and pushing his hips up into her, she started kissing his neck and murmuring the words against his skin.
He was spilling himself deep inside her body and he listened to her voice as he pulsed within her. He was left panting against her neck as his
body took its time relaxing again.
It was many minutes later that he found his voice again. âLucky girl,
keeping this chair in one piece.â
He pulled her body to his, feeling her taut nipples against his pecs. He
didnât let go of her body until he felt like his ass might fall asleep and when he lifted her from his lap she led him into the bathroom and pulled
him into the shower with her. He kissed her back slowly moving down
to her bottom as the warm water cascaded over them. He lifted her foot
to the side of the tub and he slid two fingers into her pussy.
He could feel his semen and her wetness around his fingers and he plunged while he sucked gentle kisses on the cheeks of her bottom. Her
pussy was quivering around his fingers and his dick was already waking
up again. He stood behind her, nuzzling against her neck. âI think Iâve gotten a bit too used to having you in my bed. Sleeping alone just doesnât
quite do it for me anymore.â
She turned to him, wrapping her arms around him. âI know.â
After she was back in her gown and sheâd toweled her hair as dry as
she could get it, he led her to bed and sat at her hip, watching as she snuggled down under the blankets. He was tempted to crawl in with her,
but he was quite certain heâd never leave if he did.
Instead, he kissed her. He lingered as his lips tasted hers and his fingers wandered down to her nipples. Her sigh and frustrated moan as
her nipples hardened into tight little pebbles was his sign to leave. He grabbed the chair from the balcony, returning it to the desk, kissed her once more and then left her.
* * * * *
âDad, where were you last night? I got up and your door was open but you werenât there.â
âUh, bathroom.â
âYou were not! I went to the bathroom!â
âOh ummâŠuhâŠcloset.â
Jake snorted and Seth just shook his head. âYouâre weird.â They
grabbed the toast Molly had just made them and scooted past Katrina whoâd just shown up in the doorway.
âCloset? Really? You couldnât have said kitchen?â Molly sat down
beside him as Katrina poured herself a cup of coffee.
âWhat about a closet?â Katrina sat on the other side of him, pulling her leg up under her.
âApparently Dillon spent some time in his closet last night and thatâs
why Seth couldnât find him in the middle of the night.â Katrina gasped
and by the time Dillon looked at her she was already blushing the most
incredible shade of pink. Molly laughed and Dillon shook his head.
Dillon caught up to Seth before he managed to get out of the house with Jake. âTake a walk with me.â
âOkay.â Said more like an annoyed question.
Once he and Seth were halfway down the block, Seth peered at him
with an expectant expression. Dillon was eating up his daylight after all.
âKatâŠMs. Page and I are dating. I wanted you to know.â
âNo duh.â
âReally? No duh?â
âUh, yeah. You brought my teacher to San Francisco with you, you
stare at her, she stares at you. Thatâs what people do when they like each
other.â
âThey stare at each other, huh?â
âYeah, Dad, duh. And they compensate.â
âYou mean copulate.â
âWhatever. Iâm taking health class right now and I know about the birds already.â
âAnd the bees too, I assume?â
âWhat bees?â
âYeah. So, youâre okay with it?â
âSure. Ms. Page is cool. Sheâs way cooler than you are.â
âOh she is, is she?â They strolled on for another minute. Seth was becoming more impatient by the second. âSo you know sheâs been
having some trouble.â
âI know something happened to her. I mean somebody hurt her.â
Seth suddenly sounded far too mature for thirteen. He sighed a heavy breath. âIs she going to be okay?â
âSomeone is trying to scare her and we donât know why and we donât
who but weâre doing everything we can to figure it out. And weâre doing
everything we can to protect her.â
âScare her? Dad, Iâm not a baby. I know somebody hurt her.â
âI know youâre not a baby.â
âBut why would someone do this to her? Sheâs nice. Sheâs a good
person. I just donât understand how anyone could want to hurt her.â
âI donât know why, Seth. What people do to others doesnât always
make sense. I wish it did but it just doesnât. But youâre right. She doesnât deserve it. I donât want you to worry about it though. The police are doing everything they can to figure out whoâs trying to hurt her.â
âDoes the person doing this want to kill her?â
His heart hammered in his chest at nothing more than the words. The
frightened and confused look on Sethâs face didnât help his reaction. He
couldnât answer that question honestly without worrying Seth but at the
same time, lying wasnât exactly the approach he wanted to take either.
âItâs hard to know what his intent is. Weâre not going to let that happen though. Do you understand?â
Seth nodded and spaced off for a while as they rounded the far side of
the block and headed back around to the house from the other direction.
âSo, you like⊠like her, like her? Like you love her, like her?â
âYes I do.â
âAnd she actually likes you too?â
Dillon laughed. âShe actually loves me tooâhard as that obviously is
for you to believe.â
âThatâs cool.â Seth was silent a moment but Dillon knew he had more
to say. âShe should live with us. Sheâd be safe with us. She shouldnât be
alone.â
âI donât think sheâs ready for that. And Iâm not sure you are either.
Thatâs a big deal, Seth.â
âYou said you love her. Thatâs what people do when they love each
other. They get married, they live together, they have babies, they get old
and wrinkly. I mean, youâre already old, Dad.â
âYou donât know what old is do you? Iâm barely thirty-five.â
âSo what? Youâre going to wait until youâre like really, really old?â
âIâm not saying I wouldnât feel better having her closer but itâs more
complicated than just that.â
âThen uncomplicate it!â Seth was getting that frustrated edge to his voice.
âItâs not my choice! She has to agree to move in and sheâsâŠwell, sheâs
stubborn as a mule.â
âItâs stupid. Her being alone is just stupid. She doesnât even have a house anymore.â
âYou heard that?â
âI heard Aunt Molly and Grandma talking about it last night in the kitchen. You need to make her move in.â Dillon couldnât agree more but
how the hell was he going to do that? He took a deep breath and sighed
as they approached the house.
Given his audience, Dillon couldnât help but think the conversation went well. Seth liked Kat. He respected Kat. He understood the
importance of caring for someone who needed help and that likely
impressed Dillon more than anything else that was said. Seth was a good
kid. He always had been and Dillon had always known he was, and not
in the my-child-can-do-no-wrong sort of way. Seth could do plenty
wrong but he could do a heck of lot more right.
That wasnât to say he didnât escape from Dillon with Jake as soon as
possible exclaiming in a rather juvenile tone, âMy dad is totally dating Ms. Page. Theyâre like, dating, dating.â
To which Jake responded, âAt least heâs dating. Mom never goes out.
I bet theyâre like, doing it.â Of course neither boy managed to wait to have the conversation until they were away from the house. Molly was
standing by two feet away with her head cocked to the side, chastising with her expression.
âThatâs totally gross. Theyâre old. Eww,â Seth exclaimed to Jakeâs
suggestion.
Dillon was watching Molly try hard to glare at the boys when she really just wanted to laugh. The boys didnât stick around long enough for
a lecture and the second they were out the door Molly weighed in. âI do
too date. He doesnât know nothinâ.â
Dillon chuckled while Molly scowled. âMom and I are taking Katrina
to the spa. You and Dad are in charge of the juveniles. If Jake says âdoing
itâ again feel free to ground him for being an idiot.â
âGot it.â Katrina came down the stairs at that moment, smiling shyly
at him.
âHey, Kat. You sure youâre up for spa time with Mom and me? My
mom plays a wicked game of twenty questions but Iâll run interference for yaâI promise.â
âSure. It sounds great actually.â
âOh and the boys were just talking about how you and Dillon are
âdoing itâ so the catâs sorta out of the bag with the boys on that one, Iâm
guessing.â
âWell at least they didnât say âbox grab,ââ Katrina commented dryly as her cheeks started to redden.
Molly erupted in laughter and Dillon started shaking his head in
mock disapproval. When Katrina looked to him again, his eyebrows shot
up tauntingly. The red cheeks turned crimson as he watched and her gaze flitted from his for a moment before looking back.
She obviously hadnât forgotten about their midnight tryst but he
certainly hadnât either and he was just waiting, biding his time as patiently as his dick would allow to get his hands on her again.
* * * * *
Again unfortunately didnât happen for the remainder of the trip and come Saturday morning when they were packing up Mollyâs Traverse,
heâd decided sex deprivation might make him go insane. He simply
needed to get his hands on her before he lost his mind. Sadly the closest
he got to her was holding her hand as he steered Mollyâs car northward.
Molly claimed the third row for herself, complaining about already
having had to endure driving the boys by herself for a day.
The second Dillon reached for her hand there was snorting and
sniggering from the second row. Dillon adjusted the rearview mirror, focusing its aim on Seth.
âAre you two going to laugh like idiots every time I touch Kat or could you maybe grow up a little?â He smirked and Seth rolled his eyes.
âHey Ms. Page?â She turned to Seth. âYou know my dad is like way
old, right?â
She laughed. âHe is way old. Thereâs no doubt.â
âIâm thirty-five! Way old is at least thirty-seven.â
âI heard that! And Iâm young at heart, jerks!â The voice came from Mollyâs body which was buried under a blanket in the back row.
Eventually, Seth and Jake got over thinking it was weird that Dillon
was holding Katâs hand in much the same way theyâd figured out it was
really quite natural that heâd want to kiss her on the cheek occasionally,
or kiss her good night.
Theyâd had a few days to deal with it all at his parentsâ house and while the sniggering had driven him crazy at first, it had tapered off a bit more every time he touched her, kissed her, whispered something in her
ear and even now as they joked about it as they passed out the city limits,
the tension was gone. It was just plain funny to junior high boys to laugh
at such things.
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