Shattered Ties(69)

“It’s impossible for anyone to not love you. Well, except for her. I mean, you met my dad when he caught me naked in bed, and he still liked you. That’s charisma right there.”

“I’m lucky that he didn’t break my neck. Your dad is one scary motherducker.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Motherducker? Really?”

“Well, I didn’t want to call your dad a motherf*cker, so I tamed it down.”

I shook my head. “Only you.”

He held my hand as we walked out of his room and down the hall to where his mom was taping boxes. Her eyes lit up when she noticed our linked hands.

“I see you two worked things out,” she said happily.

“We’re working on it,” I told her truthfully.

While we had made amends for right now, I knew things would still be uneasy between us until I could prove to him that I wasn’t ashamed.

“I’m glad to hear it. I told Emma that she’s in charge of taking care of you once I leave. You know I’m going to worry about you constantly.”

“I’ll be fine. We both know that I can take care of myself.”

“You know, I was just telling Jesse that I’m going to see if my dad will rent a place for me until I finish high school. Jesse could always move in with me instead of killing himself by working two jobs.”

“While I appreciate the thought, I don’t think that’s a good idea. I don’t approve of you two living together.”

“I’d make sure that it was a two-bedroom apartment,” I added.

“And I’m sure you two would sleep in your own beds. I’m not stupid,” she said as she grinned.

Jesse shrugged. “It’s not a bad idea as long as her dad lets me help with the rent.”

“Jesse—”

“It’s no different from me staying here by myself. You’ll be gone, and you won’t know how often Emma stays the night.”

This was getting awkward fast. It was embarrassing how he was basically telling her that we were having sex, and there was nothing she could do about it.

“Anyway, I’m ready if you are,” I said, hoping that he would stop talking.

“Let’s go. I’ll see you later, Mom.”

“Bye, Jesse. Be good.”

“Always am.”

“Why do I even bother?” she mumbled under her breath.

“I have no idea,” Jesse called as we walked out the door.

“You should be nicer to her. She is your mom, and she’s just trying to look out for you.”

“I know, but I’m kind of pissed at her for really leaving with this guy.”

“She’ll be thousands of miles away soon. You shouldn’t stay mad at her.

You need to take this time and cherish it. I’d kill to have a mom like yours.”

“I’ll kiss and make up with her before she leaves tomorrow. I promise.”

“Good. Now, let’s go. I haven’t been alone with you for weeks. I need some alone time.”

“Naked alone time?” he asked hopefully.

“Definitely naked.”

“Let’s go.”





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Emma straddled me as she ran her hand down my bare chest. She’d practically carried me up the stairs and to her room as soon as we’d made it to her house.

“I’m so glad that we’re finally alone. I’ve been waiting forever for this,” she said.

“For what?”

“This.” She undid the last of the buttons on my shirt and kissed a trail from my belly button to my neck.

I moved my head to the side to give her better access. Things had been so tense between us lately, and I planned to enjoy every second of this. I felt my dick jump as she ran her tongue behind my ear.

“You’re killing me here,” I mumbled as I closed my eyes and relaxed.

“My apologies. I’ll stop.”

She started to get off of me, but I caught her around her hips and held her in place.

“Oh no. You’re staying right where you are.” “I thought I was bothering you,” she teased.

“You are but in a good way. I like it when you bother me like this.”

She smiled as she leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I slipped my hands into her shirt and skimmed my fingers down her back. She shuddered, and it was officially on. My hands slipped around to her stomach and slowly made their way to her breasts. I kneaded them through her bra, and she bit her lip as a small moan escaped her.

“Now, you’re killing me,” she whispered.

I pulled her shirt over her head and flipped her onto her back. “Good.”

She ran her hands through my hair as I started kissing her neck, heading down and down until I reached her breasts. Her breath came in short gasps when I pulled the cup of her bra down and ran my tongue over her nipple.

I needed to unbutton my shorts, or I was going to bust my damn zipper. I reached between us and unbuttoned them, sighing in relief. I pulled my hand away, making sure to brush her sensitive spot as I went. She jumped and dug her fingernails into my shoulders.

She’d opened her window when we came in, and we both froze as we heard a car door slam below us.