by Cross,Lexi
“We’ll call you as soon as the announcement is made, and we expect to see you back here then,” Coach said, standing to shake my hand.
I stood up and looked around the table. “Is that it?” I asked.
“That’s it. Continue enjoying your evening, and we’ll see you back here soon,” Coach said.
I shook everyone’s hand and turned to leave. The lawyers were packing up as I walked through the door. I couldn’t wait to surprise Kendra with my news. Once I was back out at my car, I tried to call her but she didn’t answer.
“Still not answering my calls,” I said to the phone as the screen went dark again. It didn’t surprise me.
I put the phone down and pulled out of my parking spot. I was ready to get home and tell her that I was being cleared of all my charges. I wondered if she would let me go ahead and remake my donation once the news was announced. I also wanted to be an Older Brother for the program.
Being an Older Brother for her hadn’t seemed like a great idea at first. It was just something I had agreed to do to get closer to her. I hadn’t been interested in doing it, which was why I never really pressed the matter with her.
After coming dangerously close to losing everything, though, I really wanted to look into giving back to the community with her, as part of our own team. It was definitely something I was going to bring up once we had a chance to sit down and talk.
I had definitely lived up to my name. I was starting to feel lucky all over again, just as I had begun to think my luck had run out completely.
On the way home, I kept expecting my phone to ring with a call from Raven. I expected her to call raising hell and accusing me of putting someone up to making a statement against her. The thing was, I never even called the guys about it, so there was no way I was involved at all. And if they were going to be dropping the charges, that meant they had very good reason to believe the person was telling the truth.
I couldn’t contain my happiness as I drove back to the house. Even though I was thrilled to be getting back on the field, I was overjoyed to know that my chances with Kendra had been saved by all of this. All I could think about was our future as I drove home toward it.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Kendra
I didn’t see Lucky’s car when I pulled into the driveway. Nothing looked any different about the house. It sat empty, staring out at the night without anyone home and with no staff to maintain it in our absence. In the dying twilight, it looked like something out of a horror movie, a haunted house waiting for some unsuspecting person to accidentally stumble upon it and investigate in naïve curiosity.
“Where is he?” I hissed at my windshield as I pulled up to the house.
Headlights turned down the driveway behind me. I sighed and climbed out of the car, relieved that I wasn’t going to be home alone. I had to give him my news anyway. He was going to be thrilled to know that I had started patching things up with my parents and that I was going to accept their donation to Older Brothers.
I also wanted to know where the hell he’d been all afternoon. I wondered if he’d been with Raven, honestly. I had considered it a couple of times, but I kept telling myself he wasn’t that damn stupid. Then again, he’d been with her before, I reminded myself.
I walked up to the door and waited for him. The car crept up the driveway slowly, and it parked behind mine. I hadn’t seen it before. It was a shiny black sports car. I didn’t really know cars, but it was a two-door, and it had a sleek design, like some sort of roadster.
The lights died, and the door opened. Lucky didn’t get out of it.
Tommy did.
“Tommy!” I cried out in shock.
“I’ve been trying to get ahold of you all afternoon,” he said. “Where have you been?”
“I had dinner with my family,” I told him, just blurting out information in shock. I fumbled with my keys as he started walking up the steps to the door.
“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” he asked as he approached me.
“It’s not my house,” I told him as I turned the key and unlocked the door. I realized immediately that I’d just given him access to the house as well.
“I didn’t think this would belong to the director of a failing charity,” he said as he put a hand on my back and pushed me inside.
My body clenched up. I knew I was in trouble, and there was no way I could call for help. I was in big trouble.
“How nice of you to invite me in like this, though.” He nodded as he looked around the house. “You should be a good hostess and give me a tour,” he whispered in my ear in a sinister tone.
“I know what you want,” I said.
“I bet you do, but I’m not going to take it right here in the entryway. Take me up to your room. Let me lay you down.” He enjoyed every word that came out of his mouth. He grinned at me as he spoke.
I closed my eyes and quietly asked Lucky to hurry home. I didn’t know how long I was going to be able to stall.
“I don’t have the contract,” I told Tommy.
“You don’t need it,” he said. “I won’t be making a donation to your charity. I’m just going to be donating my cock to you tonight.”
His thick fingers gripped the back of my neck and squeezed. Tommy was a big man. He was tall, and he was solid muscle. When he gripped me, I knew there was little I could do to escape him.
“Take me to your room,” he ordered.
“Okay,” I said meekly as I started to walk towards the stairs.
“I’m sorry?” He jerked me back by my neck. My body tensed. This was different from before. Before, he’d been happy to just bend me over my desk and tease me. Now he was getting more demanding. I didn’t know what he wanted me to say, but I had a pretty good idea he wanted me to show him I knew who was in control of the situation.
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry. I’ll show you to my room,” I said, correcting myself, hoping I’d picked the right words.
“That’s better. Now, is it upstairs?” he asked behind me. His voice boomed throughout the house even as he said something as simple as the question he was asking.
“Yes, sir,” I forced myself to say. I didn’t want to play around with his little game.
“Then what are we waiting for down here?” He started pushing me up the staircase ahead of him.
Once we were upstairs, he pulled me close to him, and I could feel Tommy’s hard body and hard shaft against the back of my evening gown. His erection was barely contained by his thin slacks. He wanted me enough for the both of us. He grabbed my waist with one hand and pressed himself against the crack of my ass. I closed my eyes and took a slow breath. I knew that he was going to be putting that thing inside of me sooner rather than later.
“You want it, don’t you?” he asked.
I didn’t.
“I asked you a question,” he said with his lips brushing the skin on my shoulder.
I didn’t know how to answer. No matter what I said, it was going to make him want me even more.
“I do,” I said, opting for the answer that would lead to less trouble for me. I knew if I told him no, it was going to make what he did to me that much worse.
“Take me to your room, Kendra. I can’t wait to be inside you any longer.” He didn’t sound human anymore. He hissed like a snake while he spoke.
I started to walk towards mine and Lucky’s room. At least if no one showed up to stop him, letting him take me on the bed would have given me the option of trying to pretend it was Lucky instead. I knew it was a shot in the dark, but it was better than nothing at all. It seemed like there was no hope of stopping what was going to happen, so I figured I’d find the easiest way to let it happen.
As we reached the door to the bedroom, I heard the door downstairs.
“Hey, baby,” Lucky called. “Whose car is that out there with yours?”
Tommy wrapped a firm hand around my mouth and pulled me away from the bedroom door. He dragged me down the hallway to another doo
r and opened it. We stumbled into one of the guestrooms, where he pushed me over to the bed.
“I’m going to have to do this fast,” he whispered in my ear as he kept one hand on my mouth and worked to undo his pants with the other.
I didn’t resist. I knew Lucky was home, and I knew it was only a matter of time before my silence became concerning. I reached back and pulled up my skirt even, offering to help him.
“Oh, that’s good,” he said. He pulled his hand away from my mouth and pushed me forward, bending me over the side of the bed.
I could feel him pressing against my panties. I couldn’t believe I had actually been considering letting this monster fuck me. His angry, hateful erection pressed against the fabric between us, trying to force itself inside me.
I only had one chance while he was distracted by my body. I had to make it count.
“Lucky!” I screamed. “Help, I’m in the guestroom!”
“You bitch,” Tommy growled. He grabbed me by my hair, twisting it around his hand. He pushed me all the way down on the bed and grabbed my panties with his other hand.
“No, no, no,” I protested, pushing against him with my thin fingers. It wasn’t going to take him any effort to get inside me with nothing between us.
I closed my eyes and cried for Lucky again, and I heard his footsteps coming up the hallway. Tommy let go and backed away just as the door opened.
“You motherfucker,” Lucky barked as he saw Tommy.
“She wanted it,” Tommy said.
“Yeah, that’s why she cried out for me.”
I couldn’t see behind me but I heard them scuffling. I heard Tommy trying to talk Lucky down, but Lucky wasn’t hearing it.
I quickly made sure my panties were back in place and pulled my gown back down. I stood up and turned around just in time to see Lucky’s fist connect with Tommy’s face.
Tommy’s hands dropped to his sides, and he gazed up at Lucky with a dumb look in his unfocused eyes. Lucky had knocked him senseless. He pulled him out of the room and tossed him onto the floor in the hallway. I could hear Tommy groaning as he hit the floor, letting us know he was still there even if he had checked out momentarily.
“Are you okay?” Lucky asked as he turned to me. He took my face in his hands and kissed me as I nodded. Our lips pressed together in care and desire, and I didn’t want to let him go.
He pulled back slowly and looked over his shoulder to make sure Tommy was still out. I put a hand on his cheek to try to keep him there.
“Call the cops,” he said as he left me to take care of the man lying in a heap in the hallway.
I watched as he grabbed Tommy and had to drag him down the stairs. I grabbed my phone and called the police, as much to tell them I had been assaulted as to keep Lucky from doing more damage than was really necessary.
It was only a matter of minutes before the authorities showed up. I walked downstairs when I saw the lights flickering in the window. Lucky had Tommy sprawled out in the middle of his driveway. Tommy’s face and Lucky’s hands were bloody.
“Cade Hendrix,” one of the officers said as he got out of the car, shaking his head and laughing.
“Yeah, I know. I can’t help it, guys. As soon as one controversy is over, I have to get involved in another.”
The laughter was friendly. He offered to shake the officer’s hand, but the officer declined on account of the blood covering it. He radioed an ambulance for Tommy. Then he took a statement from Lucky about what had happened.
The first cop’s partner approached me, a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes who filled her uniform nicely with her curvy figure. I didn’t really want to talk to the police. I certainly didn’t want to get involved in giving any statements because it had been my experience that statements led to going down to the station.
“Miss Kendra Boles?” the officer asked as she approached me.
“Yes, that’s me.” I stood at the top of the steps to the door with my arms crossed.
“What exactly happened here tonight?” she asked.
I told her about Tommy following me home and approaching me as I unlocked the door. I told her about how he had led me upstairs by my neck and about how Lucky had come in just in time to stop him.
She asked if I wanted to go down to the station to file an official statement, and I declined, telling her I wanted to go inside and forget it had even happened. I’d had a long day at work, and I just wanted to put it all behind me.
She handed me her card and reminded me that if I needed anything or wanted to talk about what had happened to let her know. Then she walked back down and joined her partner at the car.
I walked down behind her and stood next to Lucky while we waited on the ambulance to arrive for Tommy.
“Can we get his car towed, too?” Lucky asked, patting the hood of the expensive sports car.
“Definitely,” the officer said before radioing the request in.
Standing there in the headlights of the cop car with red and blue lights flashing all around as the ambulance drove up, I pressed myself into Lucky’s side. I felt safer with his arms around me than I had in a long time. I didn’t want to go back inside alone. I was going to stand by his side—my protector and partner—until we were able to go inside together.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Lucky
After the police, the paramedics, and the tow truck left, I walked back inside with an arm across Kendra’s shoulder. She didn’t seem too panicked by the whole situation, but I was still furious. It was all I could do to minimize how much my arms and hands were shaking. I wanted something to hit, something to punish.
“Are you okay?” I asked her again as we walked inside.
“Yeah, I’m fine, but you should probably get cleaned up,” she said, looking at my bloody hands with her sweet hazel eyes.
“I guess so.” I laughed as I looked at that creep’s blood all over me. It had felt so good to punch his cowardly face in. I only regretted there wasn’t more of him to punish for what he was trying to do to her.
Then again, he had threatened her before, and talking to him again about letting him fuck her for a donation wasn’t the best idea. He had proven that the hard way, unfortunately. I was glad I had pulled up when I did. If I had been just a moment later, things would have been bad. Well, worse; it was already pretty bad when I walked in.
“I’m glad you’re okay,” I told her as I walked into the bathroom and started the shower. I stripped off my clothes and walked back into the bedroom in just my boxers.
“I am, too,” she said, walking up to me and putting her hands on my chest. She was so small against me. Her touch made me feel powerful and protective.
“You must have decided not to go along with his offer,” I said with my head down, pressed against her forehead.
“I did,” she said, pressing her thin frame against me.
“So I take it things went well with your family.” I grinned as I talked.
“They did. I’m getting three million from my father to save the charity, and he’s going to help me with my personal finances as well.” She looked up into my eyes with a smile across those delicious lips.
I kissed her before either of us could say anything else. Our lips parted, and our tongues met, and it felt like we hadn’t kissed in ages, like the first drink of water after being in the desert. My bloody hands unzipped her dress and slid it down off of her shoulders to the floor. She pulled my boxers down and shrugged off her bra. She stepped out of her panties and pressed her naked body against mine.
I was surprised by how responsive our bodies were after all the fighting, and especially after she’d been attacked.
I pushed her back by her shoulders. “Are you sure?”
She grabbed my hardening, thickening shaft and started stroking me. “What do you think?”
I smiled. “I’ve got some good news, too,” I told her.
“Tell me as you get in the shower,” she said, pushing me into the bathroom.
“But I thought…” I started.
“Oh, we are, but you’re going to wash that shit off your hands first and tell me what your good news is,” she said.
“Yes, ma’am.” I put my hands into the shower water and let it rinse the blood off while I soaped my hands up and a scrubbed them quickly.
“No, all the way in,” she said, pushing me. She climbed in behind me and started running her hands all over my body as the water ran over us both.
“The charges are being dropped,” I told her.
