“So I’ve heard.” Her tone is dry. “You don’t need to worry about this. Calm down and go outside.”
When I see the redness start to leave Hayden’s neck and face, I move in. “C’mon, let’s go outside.”
“Where’d you come from?” She questions as I slowly walk her away from the powder keg waiting to explode.
“A friend called me.” I pull her all the way out to my Jeep. Dad follows us closely. “Are y’all okay?” He looks between the two of us.
Dad has a grin on his face. “Never seen such a little thing get so angry,” he chuckles. “While I appreciate it, you don’t have to worry about me, sweetheart. I’m used to it.”
“You shouldn’t be.” She folds her arms over her chest.
“While that’s true, it’s just not the reality we live in,” he speaks softly. “Take care of her,” he says to Danny.
“I will. Love you, Dad.”
“Love you, too.”
* * *
Hayden is followingme back to my apartment after what happened at the gas station. She doesn’t want to be alone and I don’t want her to be. I’m half-afraid she might go back and try to get that dude out of jail just to kick his ass.
She parks next to me and gets out.
“You okay?” I ask her, cupping her cheeks with the palms of my hands.
“I’m sad your family has had to go through that before.”
“Like Dad said, it’s a reality in which we live. Don’t give people the power to hurt you,” I whisper to her, “and then they can’t.”
“In the argument, I told the guy my mom abandoned me and he said he could see why.” She’s trying hard not to cry.
“Hey, that guy doesn’t matter, does he?”
Instead of nodding like I expect her to, she’s shaking her head. “He shouldn’t, but he does,” she whispers back to me.
My heart can’t take it, seeing her so upset. Leaning in, I kiss her, just wanting to make her day better. What starts as something soothing quickly turns into a passion I didn’t expect.
All the anger she seems to have had is being taken out as she twists her mouth on mine. “Take me upstairs,” she pants as she pulls away. “Please.”
“No need to tell me twice. Whatever this one wants, she gets.”
“Do we need condoms? If we do, you’re gonna have to wait.”
“No, if you’re good, I’m good.”
Reaching down, I lift her up in my arms and take the steps to my apartment two at a time.
* * *
Somehow,we manage to slam the door behind us but, as soon as we get in, I have her propped against the first available surface there is. The wall next to my entry way.
Luckily for me, she’s wearing a dress. My hands go up her thighs, pulling her panties down and, even quicker, we’ve pushed my clothes down past my ass so we can get my cock out.
Running a hand along her chin, I tilt it up so that I can take her mouth fully, before reaching down with the other and sticking two fingers inside her wetness. “Yes, right there,” she moans, moving her head back and forth against the wall.
With one of her hands, she goes down to where my fingers are, pressing them further and tighter against her, showing me what she likes.
It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever had a woman do.