Catching Summer (Second Chances, #6)(69)

He looked back at it and got up. As soon as his back was turned, I dumped the tea in the wastebasket that I’d set beside the bed. Philip grabbed the blanket and right when he turned around, I held the glass up and moaned, pretending that I’d drunk the entire glass. “Do you want more?” he asked, covering me with the blanket.

“I’m good, thanks.”

Taking the glass from me, he rested it on my nightstand and smiled. “That should take the edge off. It won’t be long now.”

I laid my head down. “For what?”

He leaned over me and traced his finger over my arm. “Don’t worry, my love. I’ll take good care of you tonight. Just close your eyes. I know you want to.” Then it all hit me. Whatever he’d put in my tea was probably what he’d slipped into my wine at the restaurant when I left my office. Sly bastard.

“I don’t want to close my eyes,” I said, letting my eyelids drop.

“You don’t have a choice.” Closing my eyes, I couldn’t stop my mind from running ninety miles an hour. What the hell was I going to do? There was no way I could pretend to be asleep and let him do things to me. I’d have to fight my way out. His fingers caressed my cheek and it took all I had to lie there motionless. “I’ve waited a long time for you, Summer. After tonight, you’ll never be able to get rid of me.”

His weight left the bed and I almost breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was going to leave, but I was wrong. The sound of his jeans thumping to the floor made my stomach clench. Then when his weight came back onto the bed, I wanted to scream. He traced my lips and cupped my cheek with his fingers. “You are so beautiful,” he murmured. His breath fanned across my lips, and I knew he was getting closer. Holding me in place with his hands on my face, he kissed me gently and then sucked on my bottom lip, moaning. He pressed his arousal into my leg and rubbed it against me.

“Once you’re pregnant with my child and Evan’s out of the way, we’ll finally be a family. You’ll see that I’m what you’ve needed all along.” Planting a hand on my thigh, he slid it up under my dress and traced the outline of my underwear. With both hands, he pulled them down my legs and settled his body between them. The closer he got, the more scared I became. He started to lift my dress, but a banging on the door stopped him.

Chuckling darkly, he lowered my dress and kissed me. “Just in time. It’s a shame you won’t be able to say goodbye.” My eyes started to burn, and luckily he got off the bed before the tears fell down the sides of my face. I opened them slightly and watched him put on his clothes. He pulled out a syringe and smiled before putting it back in his pocket. Whatever was in it couldn’t be anything good.





Chapter 33


Evan


“Summer,” I shouted, pounding on her door. She hadn’t answered her phone in hours and when I’d checked the restaurant she was gone, but I’d spotted Philip’s car just down the road from her house. If that f*cker had done anything to her, I was going to kill him. “Summer!” I was about to kick her door down when it opened. “Thank f*cking God,” I growled, stepping closer.

But it wasn’t Summer standing on the other side. It was Philip, with an evil leer. “It’s good to see you again, Mr. Townsend.”

Anger boiled in my veins and I pushed past him. “Fuck that. Where’s Summer? If you’ve touched her in any way, I’m going to rip off your goddamned head.”

“Even if that means losing your football career?” he taunted.

“I’d risk anything for her.”

He stepped closer, his nostrils flaring. “So would I.”

He was blocking the way to the stairs, but if I couldn’t get Summer to answer me, I was going to plow right through him to find her. “Summer!” I shouted.

Philip sighed and rolled his eyes. “She’s not going to hear you; I drugged her. It’s all part of the plan. However, I have to say I’m disappointed. You showed up before I could have some fun.”

“You son of a bitch.” Fists clenched, I growled and stepped forward. “What did you do to her? Were you planning on killing her like you did Emery?” His eyes grew wide. “Yeah, I know all about that. I also know about the money you bribed Levi with to attack me on the field. And worst of all, getting Peter Trazinsky to run me off the road. I hope you enjoy being ass-raped, because that’s what you’re going to get when you go to jail.”

His nostrils flared again. “It’s a good thing I don’t plan on sticking around.”

I stalked closer, ready to fight. “You’re not going anywhere. Even if I have to kill you myself.”

“Not if I kill you first.”

“Stop!” For a split second, I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that Summer was okay. With a murderous glare in her eyes, she held a gun in her hands, pointing it straight at Philip’s head.





Chapter 34


Summer


“If you so much as move, I’ll put a bullet in your head,” I snarled, glaring at Philip.

He lifted his hands in the air. I could see a syringe still clutched in his hands. Evan wanted to come to me, but Philip blocked his way. The tension was thick, and I knew he wasn’t going to go down without a fight.