Rylee gave Trevor the finger and we all walked out to her car. On the way back to get my vehicle, Rylee drove, while Chance and I stayed locked in each other’s arms in the backseat. When we finally reached the park, I leaned into the car and thanked Rylee, before getting into my own car and driving us home.
It was no surprise that Buffy and my father were frantically waiting for my return.
Chapter 38
Chance
Seeing Hope at the police station felt like a dream. I still didn’t know how she changed Trevor’s mind, and part of me was afraid to ask, but I trusted her. When she came into my arms for the first time, I knew I wasn’t dreaming. She felt so warm, just like being home.
I didn’t say anything to her in either of the cars on the ride home; instead, I just held her hand and gazed at her beautiful face. She seemed happy, almost satisfied, in a way that I hadn’t seen in a long time. Of course, when we pulled up at the house, we were faced with two very distraught family members.
Before they approached us, I had to know what had happened. “Hope, care to fill me in?”
She looked over at me and then back to her father and Buffy. “Let’s just say that Trevor will never be a problem for us again.”
“Should I be worried about you?” I asked.
“Nope. I will be fine. I just finally stood my ground and threatened to turn him in for everything he ever did to me, and I also kind of said that we had video surveillance of the outside of the house.”
I laughed. “Wow! Well, here comes the parental units. Maybe we shouldn’t be so close together?”
Hope squeezed my hand. “I am tired of lying Chance. I think we should just tell him.”
“I just got back Hope; do you really think that is a good idea?” I asked, but as I did, I heard the car door opening on my side.
“Chance? How did you…? What the…?” Buffy said.
We both climbed out of the car at the same time. “I can explain, but I think we all need to go inside.”Hope said.
When her father looked at Hope, he had concerned eyes on his face. He put his arm around her as they headed inside, but never said a single word to either of us, which I found weird.
We all headed into the kitchen. I leaned against the counter after Buffy had handed me a beer, while she and Mark sat at the breakfast bar waiting for an explanation.
I looked over to Hope and then back to them. “Hope is going to have to tell you how I got out. She did it all herself.”
Hope looked at her dad. “Well first I need to go back to last year. I guess you already know about mine and Trevor’s relationship, but it was a lot worse than I ever led on. Dad, on several occasions he forced me to do things with him.” Hope put her head down. She couldn’t look him in the eye.
“I will kill that bastard!” Mark yelled.
Hope looked up at him as the tears ran down her eyes. “When I had the nerve to break up with him, I finally severed all ties and then eventually moved here with you all. He still tried to call, but I never spoke with him, not even once.”
I looked up at Mark who still seemed like he was fuming. “How did you get Chance out Hope? Did he make you do something? Did he make you be with him again?” Mark asked.
I cringed at the thought.
“No! No way Dad! I texted him and Rylee to meet me in the park. I took Chance’s baseball bat to protect myself. I only went there to threaten him, not to do anything physical.” Hope seemed to be thinking about her next words. “When I gave him an ultimatum, he came at me. Eventually Rylee stepped in and saved me. With her on my side I was able to convince him that I had proof of what he had done to me and I would use it against him if he didn’t drop the charges against Chance.”
I couldn’t help but smile at her as she talked about her brave move, and there was the fact that she knew where I kept my favorite bat, and the fact that she had used that bat to harm Trevor.
I wanted Hope to stop with the story and leave it at that, but Mark wasn’t finished with his interrogation.
“Hope it is really nice of you to do so much for Chance, but I have to wonder why you would risk your life in a dark park for him? You were very foolish and could have gotten yourself killed.” Mark said.
“It doesn’t matter. The charges are dropped and we are all here together, right?” Buffy chimed in.
Fear stabbed me in the gut when Mark looked from me to Hope. “No, that isn’t it. For the past two months, I have regretted sending Chance away. I honestly feared that he was a bad influence on you Hope, but now I see that you two are great friends. I am sorry.”
Marks confession made me feel guilty and I worried what Hope was thinking, and what she would say next. I just got home and I couldn’t leave her again. It will kill me, especially after this.
Hope
“I think Chance has proven that he would do anything for this family. It wasn’t fair for him to get into trouble because he was helping me.” I wanted to scream out loud how much I loved Chance. How I loved him for always saving me. How he would never hurt me or leave my side. I wanted everyone to be able to see us holding hands. I wanted everyone to know that I was his and he was mine.
However, it was just impossible…
My father was finally seeing Chance in the positive and not the negative that he had always assumed. It was important for me to keep things that way. If my dad knew that Chance and I were intimate than everything would be ruined. I couldn’t take the chance, literally.
Before I could make any more excuses for myself, my dad and Buffy looked at each other and nodded. “Well it has been a really long day. Maybe we should all just call it a night?” He said.
“Yeah, I am pretty tired.” Buffy admitted.
Chance leaned against the counter. He grabbed the last apple in the wooden bowl and took a big bite out of it. I watched as his lips covered a part of the apple as he took that bite. I realized half way through that I had started licking my lips, so just as fast as I had started I turned around and stopped. “Yeah, I will be right behind you guys. Goodnight!” I said as they headed toward the stairs.
“Goodnight Sweetie! Goodnight Chance!” My dad yelled.
I leaned on the other side of the counter and watched Chance taking another bite of his apple. With his mouth full of fruit, he smiled. “So are you really heading up to bed?” He asked with one eyebrow cocked.
I reached across the counter and grabbed the apple from him. Before he could argue, I took a big bite out of the same side of it. “Mmm. Do you have another option for me?” I whispered.
“Maybe.” He said with a half smile.
“So what do you have in mind?” I asked curiously while biting down on my lip.
“Did you ever sneak out of your house when you were a kid?” he asked.
I put my head down feeling like I had missed out on something. “Not really. My mother would have known and I was too good when I was really little to even consider doing something like that.”
He leaned over and gently ran his fingers across my mouth. All I could do was watch him biting down on his bottom lip as he did it. As his finger trailed over my bottom lip, I licked the tip slowly. When he didn’t remove his finger I sucked it into my mouth and drug my tongue against it, stroking it.
When he removed his finger from my mouth, I could see the eagerness in his eyes. “If you continue to do that I will be taking you right on this counter top with no regard as to who may see us.”
I climbed on top of the counter top until I was directly in front of him. I was risking it all, but nothing else was on my mind. My lips reached his and I immediately felt his hands in my hair, pulling me into our kiss deeper. I grabbed the collar of his shirt and did the same thing. Our tongues mingled together and I could feel my body tingling with eagerness.
Chance pulled away. Our foreheads pressed together as we both gasped for air. “Your bedroom or mine Hope?” Was all Chance could get out.
“Give me ten minutes?”
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sp; He pulled my legs down in front of me and kissed me slowly once more. When he pulled away, he opened his eyes and looked right into mine. “Please don’t make me wait too long.” He said right before heading out toward his place.
Chapter 39
Hope
It only took me about ten seconds to make it up the stairs and into my bedroom. I grabbed all of my pillows and put them under my covers making it appear like a person was in there. My father had never come in my room to wake me up, so I figured I was safe from that. If for some reason he sent Buffy upstairs and I wasn’t there, she would know where to find me. She had known about me sneaky out when Chance was gone.
Once I had the bed looking as good as I could get it, I headed over to the mirror and let my hair down. My naturally wavy hair looked disheveled, but that was how Chance liked it. I stared at my plain clothes and decided to change into a small cami top with matching shorts. The material was so thin that I could almost see my nipples through it. I looked at myself in the mirror and knew Chance would go nuts when he saw me, in a good way of course.
Climbing out of my window was easy, but with my dad in bed already, I decided to just go downstairs and walk out the back door. I still had to maneuver my way around the bushes so they couldn’t see me walking if they were in their bathroom, but realistically they would have to be standing in their Jacuzzi tub, as their bathroom was the mirror image of mine.
When I got to Chance’s door, I went right inside. He was standing there without a shirt waiting for me. After pulling me up against his chest and kissing me right away, I realized he hadn’t seen my choice of pajamas. What I was wearing was nothing erotic. My own mother had bought them for me as summer pajamas, but I hated how thin they were and never wore them. I pushed Chance into his chair, the first place I had ever seduced him, the place where it all began for us, and backed up.
As he tried to pull me back toward him, I smiled but continued walking backwards. He noticed immediately why I was doing it and I found his eyes focusing in everything but my face. I watched his lips parting and his tongue slipping out for just a second before he bit down in his bottom lip.
“What is your favorite part about me Chance?”
“Definitely your knees.” He joked while never taking his eyes off of my body.
I tried not to laugh, but let out a small chuckle before continuing. I grabbed the bottom of my cami and pulled it up revealing my navel. “I want you to kiss me here first.” I said as I pointed to my abdomen.
Chance started to get up. “No stay!” I ordered.
I let go of my cami and reached both hands around the back of my neck. It made my chest stick out more and I watched as Chance started readjusting the way he was sitting. My hands slid slowly down the front of my neck until finally reaching my breasts. As I slide my fingers across the fabric where my nipples were, I stared right at him. “Then you can kiss me here.”
Chance looked like he was uncomfortable, but not like he was in pain. He did not want to be this close but also this far away. He put his hand between his legs, as if to hold something down. I smiled before sliding my hands down my waist and over my backside.
“Where do you want to touch me first Chance?”I said as I walked toward him, taking very slow steps.
When his hands immediately slid under the outside legs of my shorts and reached my waist at the top, I let out a gasp. “Everywhere.” Was all he said before his lips found mine.
Chances hands traveled to the back of my butt and he pulled me up to sit on his lap. I leaned my body back thinking he was going to take off my shirt, but he gently ran his hands up the fabric of my cami top. “Hope, you have no idea what you do to me.” He groaned.
His hands cupped my breasts while still in my cami top. I wanted him to be touching my bare skin, but he continued teasing me. I began rocking my body back and forth while sitting on top of him. His hands reached around and grabbed both of my butt cheeks as he began pulling me into him even harder.
“Chance please.” I begged.
His lips brushed against mine. “Please what baby?” He teased.
I felt Chances hand slide up the inside of my shorts. He could immediately feel my readiness when his fingers reached my soft spot. I was so turned on that I was panting for his touch. “Please don’t stop.” I begged.
I felt his finger enter inside of me. I rocked my body up and down as he guided it in and out. The friction sent thrills deep into my core and I wanted to scream when my body started to uncontrollably convulse. When I leaned my head on his shoulder to catch my breath, he leaned his mouth against my ear. “Don’t get too tired Hope, I am just beginning baby.”
Chance guided me to stand up and he quickly climbed out of the chair. He leaned me over and stood behind me, running his hands up to my hips. He pulled me back against his hard penis and I could feel the pressure of it rubbing against my butt.
Within seconds, he had grabbed the elastic of my shorts and pulled them down off of my backside, revealing my naked butt to him. He rubbed one of the cheeks before I heard the zipper of his pants sliding down. I stood there bent over just waited for him to be inside of me. It was like I need him to be closer to me than he already was. I couldn’t explain why I needed him; I just knew that I did.
Chance was gentle as he slid inside of me. He picked up to a speedy pace almost instantly. I could tell he liked this position, because he was in total control. His hands were tight around my waist and with each thrust; it felt like he entered a little more. When Chance finally climaxed, he laid his spent body over my back. I could feel the sweat from his chest against my hot skin. His breathing was heavy, but he continued to kiss my back.
“You were supposed to be sleeping in my bed. We haven’t even made it that far yet.” He joked.
Chance walked right out of his pants, leaving them on the floor in the living room. I followed him into the bedroom where he pulled down the covers for me before climbing in himself. He held one of his arms up, allowing me to cuddle my body against his. “I love you baby.”
I looked up into his brown eyes. “Not as much as I love you Chance. I would do anything for you.”
“I know Hope. That means so much.”
I closed my eyes and easily fell asleep knowing that he didn’t have to go home tomorrow, because he already was home.
Chance
I held Hope in my arms and couldn’t fall asleep as easily as she had. My mind was a crazy mess of what had transposed in the last two days. Just a few hours ago, I was in a jail cell, but now I was home in my bed with my beautiful girlfriend in my arms.
Mark had done a three sixty and was now okay with me never going back to South Carolina again. He seemed genuinely okay with me being friends with Hope. It wasn’t exactly what I wanted, but it would do for now. At least he knew that I would never hurt her.
For so many nights I had to lay awake missing Hope. Talking to her just wasn’t the same as being near her. I missed her touch and the way that her skin smelled and tasted like honey to me. I longed for her beautiful smile and those sweet kisses she gave me.
There were some nights that I broke down and cried. Part of it may have been the alcohol, but I truly missed her. It hurt so much being away and feeling like a part of me was missing. I didn’t understand how my feelings for her had intensified, until I saw her at that airport. She was everything to me; my reason for living.
Her little seduction tonight was unnecessary. She already knew I wanted her. She didn’t have to wear certain clothes or act in different ways. I didn’t care how she looked, because she would always be perfect in my eyes.
I couldn’t explain it and I didn’t want to. I squeezed my arms tighter around her and kissed the top of her head. This wasn’t a dream. I was really here in the pool house.
I assumed that my being back would warrant me to make some major decisions about my future. Since I had talked Hope into registering for college, I knew it was time for me to do the same. It was already too late for this
semester, but by next semester, I would be sitting in classrooms again.
It had been such a long time since I wanted a future, but now that I had Hope, I could see myself having a real shot at a life. I wanted to be someone that she could be proud of, not someone who lives in a pool house, because he has given up the will to do anything with his future. No, I had to change.
I finally closed my eyes and imagined my future with Hope. I could see us graduating college and buying our first place. I pictured us being engaged and the look on her face when I actually popped the question. I thought about us starting a family and the birth of our first child.
I wanted all of these things and I only wanted them with Hope.
But…what if she wasn’t sure about me? What if I was just a now relationship? What if Hope did not want me forever?
I slid myself away from Hope’s sleeping body and sat up in my bed. My fingers brushed away the hair that was blocking her face. Tears filled my eyes just imagining a life without her. She was so young and there was a possibility that she didn’t know what she wanted her future to be yet. She surely didn’t know when we first met. The only thing Hope had been sure of was how much she hated school.
Realizing that I was now frantically pushing myself to a breaking point, I cuddled my body back against Hope’s and managed to close my eyes until I finally fell asleep.
Chapter 40
Hope
The next two months flew by. With all of the wedding plans moving in full force, Buffy didn’t leave me much time to study for my classes or spend time with Chance. He had bounced back to his normal routine with ease and after the first week, he was back to repairing things on my dad’s house.
I kept up with my courses the best I could, using my boyfriend as my study partner. I truly believed that he studied for my classes more than I did. During his free time, he started looking into courses he could take the following semester. In the two months that he worked in South Carolina, he had managed to save over ten thousand dollars. He worked on weekends and late at night and since he had nothing to spend his money on, it just kept accumulating. The community college costs were not anything like Penn State, so Chance had plenty to get a good start on courses. He was already two full years ahead of me with credits and I knew that if he had gotten a scholarship to Penn State, than he would excel right past me in academics.
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