Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15351 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15351 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
“Well, she left your wallet in the foyer. She only took the cash.”
“She could have gotten farther with the cards.”
“Yeah, but I’m guessing she didn’t want to be tracked.”
“What time does her bus leave?”
“Two hours.”
“I’ll be there. Keep an eye on her and make sure no one goes near her, or she doesn’t flee.” I’m up and out of the house in minutes, taking my fastest vehicle to the station before she can get away.
My phone rings on the way, and I don’t want to answer my investigator. Still, I don’t want to miss what he has to say, so I take his call. “What do you have for me?”
“You’re not going to like it.”
“Son of a bitch. Is my father alive?”
“Yes, he is. Your stepmother can’t be pregnant. She had a hysterectomy five years ago.”
“What the fuck,” I roared.
“She’s playing your father like a fool.”
“I need to get him away from her, but I wonder what lies she’s going to tell him to keep him.”
“I’ve checked into several of the husbands and cross-referenced their phone records. He calls both women. Although only your new stepmother has conversations with him.” Is this the son of a bitch that wanted to violate my Summer?
“What’s his name?” I asked, grinding my teeth as I raced toward the station.
“Peter Scott. A Florida Yacht manufacturer. He’s wealthy and fifty-five.”
“I want eyes on him. Do you have a man down there?”
“He’s currently in town, and I’m the one tailing the asshole. I thought you’d appreciate it. It’s strange because it looks like he’s headed in your direction.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m taking the road to your estate.”
“I just left ten minutes ago.” A sinking feeling shoots deep in the pit of my stomach. It wasn’t me she was running from. Somehow, she knew he was coming.
“What do you want me to do if he shows up at your place?”
“Call the police. Her former stepfather is trespassing. The property clearly has a no trespassing sign on it, but since he can’t get past the front gate, I doubt he’ll linger.”
“You would be fucking wrong. The creep just pulled into your gate.”
“No, he fucking didn’t.” I don’t know who gave him the code to my gate, but they’re about to face criminal charges as well because I’m going to call my lawyer, too.
“I’ve got to go. Call the cops. I’ll call you right back. I’m at the bus station.” I pulled into the station, where I saw my driver. “Sloane, where is she?”
“Sitting in the corner over there, keeping her head down, trying to hide.”
I walk up to her, holding something she forgot in my house. “Forget something?” It’s the bikini she stripped for me before I buried my dick deep into her virgin pussy, making her mine.
Summer looks up at me, eyes full of shock. She’d been crying, and my heart ached. I want to snap at her, but she needs me more than she needs my anger. “Come here; we need to go back.”
“But…” Her voice cracked, avoiding my stern gaze, but I tipped her chin and forced her pretty blue eyes on mine. Eyes I want our babies to have. A thought I hadn’t considered until right now.
“No one is taking you away from me.”
“But I…”
“Ever.” I kiss the top of her head and then add, “You are gonna get a nice little spanking for running away from me, but then again, you didn’t run away from me, did you?”
Summer lifts her head up from my chest, looking up at me in shock. “How did you know?”
“Well, I did some digging. Besides, the prick is about to be arrested in front of the house right now.”
“Are you serious?” A mix of fear and excitement crossed her face.
“Yes, he trespassed on my property. I don’t know who gave him my code to the gate, but I didn’t, and it’s my estate. It doesn’t belong to anyone but me.”
“Wait, I should get your money back for the bus ticket.”
“I’m not worried about it.”
“But… it’s a waste of money.”
I turn to Sloane. “Find someone to give this to, please and then meet us back at the estate. We have a problem to deal with. Several problems.” He nods and walks to the front of the ticket booth.
As soon as we step outside, I pin her to the wall and my mouth crushes hers. “Summer, don’t ever leave me again.” Her hands slide up my chest and over my shoulders.
A cough comes from beside us. “Um…Drake.” Sloane is standing there and then tilts his head down toward us. Reality returns to me and I remember where I am.
“Oh shit.” I find my hands have wandered and they’re up her top in public. “Come on. You make me lose my damn common sense. Let’s get out of here before I’m arrested for public indecency.”