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Is this a ‘don’t fuck my daughter’ talk? Only one way to find out. “I’m not sure I do. I’ve been trying to keep her company here. She told me she didn’t even want to come, but she seems to be having a pretty good time. We’re just friends. That’s all this is, sir. The last thing I want to do is lead her on.”
He assesses me and gives a curt nod. “Good. Thank you for the ice. Her ankle looks pretty bad.”
“She should be fine in a day or so as long as she keeps weight off it. I can have my mom or dad swing by with food tonight so she can stay off it.”
“You can bring it. I’m sure she’d enjoy spending dinner with you again and not us. Just… don’t hurt her, Tristan.”
“I promise.”
I jog up the stairs to my room to wash up for dinner. Something about the way Lana was looking at me made me want to push her back and take whatever she was willing to give me. Her hazel eyes were dark, almost completely brown, and were transfixed on my lips as I licked them. Then she opened her mouth to say something. What did she want to say?
Kasey called me again today. I sent her straight to voicemail. She should be back in another few days, and I know she’s going to want to talk. It’s been peaceful without her here, and I don’t have anything I want to say. I’m past the point of angry. Now, I genuinely want her to go to school in California and be happy.
Why is it I’m not upset that she fucked up our plans?I should be. I should be fucking livid, but I’m not. Not since another girl walked into my life.Lana. I’m so fucked. She leaves in a week. I’ll never see her again. I can tell her until I’m blue in the face that we can stay in touch, but I know that’s not how it works.
She’s going to go home to that asshole, Joe, and forget about me. I’m just some boy she had a summer fling with. No, not even a fling. We’ve made out a few times. I will be the one she remembers as giving her a thrill. I want to bemorethan that to her.
My mind wanders to her soft lips and the quiet moans of pleasure when I nibbled her lower lip between my teeth. The way her body melts into mine as I pull her close to me. Even her damn blush when she catches me watching her, or when she thinks of something naughty.
That’s my favorite. Those damn romance books have sex in them, right? Maybe that’s what she’s picturing when she looks at me and blushes. Maybe I’m the fantasy man she pictures when she reads them. I’m the one to whisper all the naughty words into her ear as I bring her to orgasm.
God, I hope so. I’d love that. Jacking off in the shower isn’t helping any, and I keep picturing her face when we heard Holden and Molly. Her eyes glossed over, and she looked to the ground, trying to hide her reaction from me. I should have pushed her against the wall and kissed her hard, ground into her. Let her feel what she does to me—how much I want her.
I chickened out. No more, though. I’m going to lay it on the table for her tonight when I bring her dinner and see if she wants the same thing from me.
* * *
I knock on cabin seven’s door and wait with a tray of food. Dinner tonight is simple—burgers, hot dogs, and a few sides. I ran into town to get a surprise cupcake for her, too. No birthday is complete without cake. Her mom answers and smiles brightly at me.
“Hi, Tristan. Thanks so much for bringing dinner to her here. Henry and I will get out of your hair in a minute.” She ushers me inside, and I put the tray down on the small dining table.
Lana’s on the couch, a book in her hands, and her leg propped up on a few pillows. She looks over her shoulder and smiles at me.Damn, her smile is dazzling.My cock jumps just from me looking at her, knowing how sinful her lips can be. I tip my hat at her and pull it off my head. The hat was definitely the right thing to wear. She rakes her eyes over my form and discreetly licks her lips, a pretty blush creeping up her cheeks.
Score one for Tristan. Then I catch sight of Henry as he watches our exchange. I offer him a smile, but I’d be lying if I said the look he gives me doesn’t scare me a little.
Violet and Henry leave, and I help Lana to the table. She’s still in her pajamas, and when I help her prop her leg up, her shorts ride up her legs even more. She might as well just be wearing underwear at this point.
I swallow hard and lay the food out, trying my best to ignore how silky her skin looks and how much I want to run my hands up her leg.
I scratch the back of my head. “I, ah, I didn’t know what you’d want, so I brought a little of everything.”
Her eyes sparkle as she reaches for a burger. “This is perfect, thank you.” She points to the covered cupcake and blushes. “You brought me a cupcake?”
“It’s your birthday. You need cake on your birthday, but it’s dessert. You can’t have it yet,” I smirk.
I sit down next to her and dig in, loading up my plate. She watches me as she chews her food slowly. Everything seems awkward between us. I’m not even sure why. Did her dad say something to her after he spoke with me? She keeps dropping her eyes to my lips and back up.
She takes a bite of her burger and ends up with a little ketchup on the side of her mouth. When she wipes it with her thumb and sucks it into her mouth, it’s like something snaps in me. I can’t hold back my growing hunger for her anymore.
I need this girl.
Any fear I’ve had about saying how I feel flies out the window. I need her to know what she does to me. “Lana, I’ve never wanted someone as much as I want you.” She swallows, and her mouth pops open. “Please, tell me you want me. I can’t be the only one thinking this way.” I’m going to die if she doesn’t feel the same way.
All the blood rushes to her face, and she’s blushing hard. She sucks in a shaky breath and blinks back at me in surprise with her beautiful eyes. I slide my chair closer to her, waiting for any kind of response from her.
“I want you, too, Tristan.”
I pull her onto my lap, forgetting about her hurt ankle, but she doesn’t seem to mind. She straddles me and presses her body close as I hold her tight. Every touch from her is like fire, and I twist my hands in her hair, exposing her neck to me. Her pulse is beating like crazy as I place my lips over it, kissing the spot I found that makes her crazy.