I miss you.
Kristin.”
I almost wrote “love” before my name, but decided that was too mushy and stupid. Besides, I was sure that Andrew didn’t feel the same way about me. He was a cool, older guy. He’d taken my virginity, and I was sure that was the extent of his affection towards me. It wasn’t like he was the kind of guy who fell in love, at least, that’s what I had to think. Andrew was too cool for things like love. Besides, I imagined if he loved anyone, it was probably Victor.
I debated hitting ‘send’ for a solid ten minutes. Then I heard a cough from my mom’s bedroom, and the yellow glare of light appeared in the hallway. It’s now or never, I realized. I have to do this or else I won’t get the chance again. Nervously, I pushed ‘send’ and watched the email fade away, out of my inbox, towards Boston.
“Kristin?” Mom was standing in the doorway, wearing a hairnet and glasses. “Why aren’t you asleep?”
“Your cough woke me up,” I mumbled, turning on my side and facing away from the door.
Mom sighed angrily, but she didn’t say anything.
Finally, I fell into a deep, troubled sleep.
In the morning, I went downstairs and turned the coffeemaker on. Normally, I wasn’t allowed to touch it, but the thought of Andrew rescuing me made the thought of punishment much more bearable.
“Kristin, what are you doing?”
I jumped a mile into the air at the sound of Dean’s voice.
“Um, sorry,” I said quickly, blushing to the roots of my hair. “I wanted some coffee.”
Dean glared at me. “You’d better not have broken this,” he warned. “This was a very expensive piece of machinery!”
“Sorry,” I mumbled. “I really wasn’t trying to do anything wrong.”
The knock on the door made me jump again. Dean turned to me, glaring.
“Are you expecting anyone?”
“Me?” I shook my head in surprise. “Of course not.”
Mumbling under his breath, Dean went to answer the door. When he yanked it open, Andrew and Victor were standing there, holding a bottle of wine and a basket of fruit and chocolate.
“Hey, Dad,” Andrew said, a huge shit-eating grin spread across his handsome face. “Long time no see!”
When Dean recovered, he backed away from the door. For a moment, I was terrified that he’d tell Andrew to get the hell out of his sight – after all, I was shocked that Andrew had showed up with Victor. But when I saw Victor’s easy grin, I couldn’t help but relax.
Thank God, I thought as Andrew and Victor kicked off their snow boots inside the foyer. They’re here to save me.
“Hi, son,” Dean said tightly. “Why didn’t you call?”
“Didn’t have time,” Andrew said casually. He pulled Dean into a big hug. “How are you?”
Dean made a grumpy face. “I don’t like being surprised,” he said stiffly.
“Mr. Medina,” Victor said kindly. “We thought you’d be happy to see us.”
Dean looked at Victor like he was vermin. “Who are you again?”
“Victor Gallo,” Victor said. “We’ve met. Twice, I think. But it’s nice to meet you again,” he added. “Thanks so much for not minding that we’re here!” Before Dean could wriggle out of the way, Victor pulled him into a tight hug. I hid a smile behind my hand.
Andrew grinned at me. His eyes clung to my body in my thin nightgown and I blushed when I recognized the blatant look of lust on his handsome, Grecian face.
“Hey little sis,” Andrew said. “How are you?” He pulled me into a hug, sliding his muscular hands over my body and down the curve of my back. When I felt him squeeze my ass, I cried out in delicious surprise. Arousal was flooding my body and I could practically smell the musky juices of my pussy as Andrew kissed me on the cheek. His stubble scraping against my sensitive skin made me shiver.
“We’re here for a quick visit,” Andrew said, pulling away and grinning at Dean. “Hope we’re not putting y’all out!”