Chapter 12

Chapter Twelve

Roan

“You should tell your sister what is going on?”

“You should mind your own business.” The sassy answer comes from the little blonde sitting at the counter waiting for me to set noodles and grilled cheese in front of her.

I wanted to make sure she was fed before I actually showed her up to her room. Maybe it was an attempt to keep the allusion of this being a real date going. I decided to go old school for the comfort factor it offers. Her sister has been texting her furiously now for the last thirty minutes.

“Would you want her to lie to you?”

“I’m not lying to her…”

“Okay, would you want her to not tell you if she was in trouble or danger? Answer me this, would you be alright not knowing if it were her in your place?” I am rewarded with a frown and a glare from under her lashes. She's clearly not amused by me.

“Isn’t it enough that I allowed you to kidnap me…,” she holds up her hand, “for my own ‘safety’? Must you also be right about this?”

This time when the phone chimes, she snatches it up and walks to the other side of the kitchen. “Hey Nolia, how’s things going with mom and dad? Did you find the shirt you were looking for in my room the…”

Even standing a kitchen apart I can hear her sister’s response. She must be yelling it if I can catch it.

“Don’t you ‘hey Nolia’ me! What is going on with you, Summer, and this time no more stupid lies?”

Summer turns away from me so it’s harder to hear what they are saying as I divide the food between us.

“No!” At the alarm I hear in Summer’s voice, I move around the island to offer her some comfort or… fight her demons for her. Something, anything. “Don’t come! I told you; I am fine. I’m safe and… I’m with the… a… cop. Safest place in the world. So don’t come!”

“Would it help if I talked to her?”

She mouths a big, emphatic no before going to the opposite end of the kitchen from where I am. I follow her. I might not be able to fight all of her demons for her but I can damned sure be there for her to offer support and courage.

“Pearl is… with me. But more importantly… the police are with me so I am perfectly… no, I would only worry if you came. Please. Please stay with Mom and Dad and I will be home in a few days, a week at the most.”

She starts walking back and forth, lightly pacing in front of me. Maybe it’s not me she is trying to get away from but all the lies she keeps telling her sister. I'm not sure what I would do in her place since I don’t have siblings and I can understand her urges to keep someone she loves safe, but I’ve never seen lying do anybody any good. It just muddles the water, makes everything all murky and hard to see.

“I love you too. Stay safe, okay.”

When she puts down the phone it is with a heavy sigh.

“I’m the whole police force now?” I tease her, working to get just a little lift of her lips, a twinkle in her eye, something. I pull her into me wanting to offer her comfort but also just needing her in my arms.

“As far as Nolia is concerned, yes. She… she is a whole force unto herself.”

“I can tell you really love one another.” A sadness comes to her eyes, and she rests her hands on my chest.

“Do you ever wish you had brothers or sisters?”

I’m knocked back a little at the fact that sadness is for me. It’s been a long time since someone cared enough to be sad for me. Not since my folks died. Maybe not even then. And here this angel is, in front of me, offering me so many things I forgot about. Showing me all I have been missing, like family, closeness, and love. I look down at her clear, innocent eyes and give her the only truth I know.

“I never knew it to miss it. I guess, when I was younger, I used to think it might be cool to have someone else close but then… it just always was. All I knew.”

Her hand comes up to touch my cheek and I can’t stop myself from leaning into the touch. Before I realize what exactly I am doing, I have my mouth on hers. It’s a soft kiss, or at least it starts that way. Just a way for me to show her what her concern for me means, a thank you for caring when she doesn’t fucking have to.

But apparently, both of us are hungry, and not for the noodles I have waiting on the island. When she starts responding back to me I lose track of what the kiss is supposed to be and end up teaching her how to use her tongue to explore each other’s mouths.

I'm not certain if it’s all me or if she helps, but she ends up in my arms, her legs wrapped around my waist and me cupping her sweet little ass in both hands. I stumble/walk us over to the island - to the side without the hot bowls - and put her on the surface.

I love finding out things about Summer I didn’t know before, like the fact she’s a clinger. And apparently, I love clingers because the way she is wrapped around me is the very definition of heaven to me. My angel can make a heaven of her own and all I have to do to find it is step in the circle of her arms and legs.

By the time my little angel pulls back to catch her breath, I have my hand on her tit and my lips on her soft throat. “Oh my God… we… we need to…” I rest my forehead against hers and drop my hand back down to cup the tops of her ass. I can’t stop giving it a little squeeze marveling at all the soft places she has to touch and rub and nibble on. “Stop? Yeah, I know we do, but just let me…,” what am I going to say, let me have a minute to stop the pounding in my dick that only happens when you are around? “Let me…”

“Okay. Yeah… me too. We should just… take a minute.”

I finally feel the beat of my heart leave my dick and my body return to normal, or as normal as it can be when Summer is around. “I should eat you.”

I can tell by her eyes I have messed that up and quickly try again.

“I should feed you. Feed you.” She smothers a giggle behind her hand, and I end up carrying her to a bar stool where I set the bowls. “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get food in you and you in the bed.”