Overwhelm Me (18 page)

Before I know it, Donovan is pulling into my apartment complex. He pulls in right next to my Mustang, and I see Livey’s truck. I really don’t want to get out of the car.

“Don’t worry, baby. We’ll see each other tonight. I know. I’ll miss you too.” Donovan takes my hand and kisses the back of it. “Just call me when you’re done.”

I fiddle with the DC on my necklace and look into his eyes. “I will, I just don’t know what time it will be.” Not soon enough.

“Don’t worry. I don’t care about time, just a promise I’m going to see you.”

“Of course, you’ll see me.” My green eyes stay locked on his blue ones. “I promise. I don’t think I could make it through the night not seeing you.”

Donovan gives me this sideways smile with his eyes hooded, and my breath hitches in my throat. In that one look, I know I’ll be naked in either my bed or his tonight. The thought excites me, but it also frustrates me that I will have to wait so long.

Donovan leans in to kiss me, and driven by my primal desire for the man, I crush my lips into his and grab his hair. This kiss has to convey to him how much I want him and how much I will miss his touch. I kiss him with such passion and intensity, my lips sting. Donovan gives in to me and run his hands over my breasts. “I want you, too,” he mutters into my mouth.

I pull apart from him, knowing if we keep this up, we will end up getting it on in the parking lot.

“Till tonight.” I kiss him swiftly and get out of the car, leaving him longing for me.

He jumps out and says, “Ah, fuck it.” He pounces on me, pinning my body with his hips against the car door. His mouth presses hard against mine, and I feel his need, his want for me. I grab the lapels of his jacket and smash his chest to mine. His hands grab my face as his tongue part my lips and takes control of mine. He makes it impossible to think about anything but him. His stubble tickles my chin; I love when he doesn’t shave. He takes one of his hands and runs it up the back of my thigh, all the way up to my panties. I gasp for air as Donovan’s fingers move to the heat that is radiating from between my legs.

“Oh my God, Donovan. We’re in my parking lot!” I breathe but do nothing to stop him.

“Then let’s go inside.” He nips on my earlobe, making me whimper.

“Don’t you have a meeting to get to?”

“Yeah, but…” he stutters.

“Then go! Trust me, we will make up for lost time tonight.” I push Donovan away, as hard as that is, and kiss his lips softly. “You will not be disappointed.”

Donovan sighs and runs his hands through his hair, moving it to the side. “You’re right. Yeah, you’re right. It’s just with you…I can’t stop myself sometimes. You’re going to get me in trouble one day.” He winks at me with a delicious sideways grin on his lips.

“I know the feeling. Now, go before you are late! “ I step in to kiss his lips one more time before he turns to go. “And I’ll be sure to call you the minute I’m done.”

“You better. I’m going to have a hard time getting through this meeting if my dick stays like this.”

Donovan uses his hands to showcase his erection that’s bulging through his pants.

I try to cover my smile with my index finger. “Don’t worry about that either. I will make sure you are taken care of tonight. Now, bye!” I nudge him so he will get going. I really don’t want him to be late and get in trouble, but damn, I want him on top of me right now.

He shrugs his shoulders and exhales. “You know, I hate when you’re right. I’ll talk to you later.

Miss me while I’m gone.” He blows a kiss to me as he slides into the driver’s side.

He has no idea how much I’ll miss him. I wave bye to him as he backs out of the space. I watch his car until I can’t see him anymore and turn to go inside my apartment.

I walk in the front door, and Livey is staring at me with her big hazel eyes and her mouth gaped open. I feel the burning sensation in my cheeks.

“I can’t believe you almost fucked him in the parking lot!”

“I guess you saw us, huh?” I give my best friend a shy, tight lipped smile, my face crimson red.

“Uh, yeah! I hope the neighbors didn’t see you and the hornball!.” She tries to act like she’s pissed, but her lips start to curve into a smile. “You guys are really into each other, huh?”

“Oh, Livey, you have no idea. I mean, he’s sexy, smart as hell, and a real gentleman. He’s just too perfect.” The grin on my face goes from ear to ear. Just the thought of Donovan speeds up my heart.

“Well, sweetie, I’m very happy for you. Just be careful. I don’t want you to get hurt. You don’t wanna get too deep too fast,” Livey warns.

“I know, but I can’t help myself. It’s like, when I’m with Donovan, nothing else matters. He makes me feel so…alive.”

“I’m sure he does. I saw that in the parking lot!” Livey laughs and nudges my arm. “I have never seen you this way. You were a happy person before, but damn!” She shakes her head and grins. “It’s like you are on cloud nine. It’s so refreshing to see you this way.” My best friend beams at me, a smile so genuine it makes me wrap my arms around her.

“Thanks, girl. He’s amazing.”

“And so are you.” She grips me tightly, then pulls me back at arm’s length. “You are such an awesome person, and Donovan better treat you right, or he will have to answer to me. I may be little, but I can still kick some ass!”

“You’re a hot mess, girl.” I can’t help but laugh at her. Yeah, Livey is all of five feet tall and ninety-five pounds, but she’s a black belt in karate, and I would have her on my side rather than the Hulk any day.

“So, anyways. What did your dad want to do for dinner? Any ideas?”

“Oh, I think he wanted to do Applebee’s. We can both get a mucho margarita! He has a surprise for you too, but I’m not supposed to tell you what it is.” Her eyes light up, and I know it’s killing her not to tell me.

“He really didn’t have to do that for me. I mean, it’s not like I’m graduating for good. I still have like another three years.

“I know, I know. But you know how daddy is. He thinks of you as one of his own.”

I smile warmly at Livey. Yes, I think of Mr. Trent as a father figure to me, especially

}”:since my dad passed away. He has always seen to it that I was well cared for and didn’t have to want for anything. He has bought all the food for us and taken care of the rent for years, making it easier to send some money to my family. “Yeah, I know. Your dad is really great.”

“Now, go get dressed. Daddy is picking us up in thirty minutes.”

I walk back to my room, and I hear my phone in my purse. I pull it out and grin because it’s Donovan texting me.

*Meeting is canceled. Can I still come to dinner?*

I refrain from shrieking and run out of the room to ask Livey if it’s okay. She smiles and says it‘s fine, but I’m not sure she was expecting Donovan to tag along. I mouth “I love you” to her as I call Donovan. She shakes her head and grins at me. He picks up on the first ring,

“Hi, babe.”

“Hi, long time, no see,” I giggle.

I sense his smile through the phone. “Yeah, way too long. So, is it still cool if I come with you guys tonight? The medical director had some emergency come up last minute, so he called off the meeting, Good thing too because I still have a hard on from earlier.”

“How crude! And yes, you can come to dinner with us, as long as you promise to keep your dick in your pants until we get home.“

“Being around you makes that extremely difficult, since you always seem to want to coax it out of my pants.”

I blush fiercely. I’m still not used to talking like this, but it seriously turns me on. I shake my head to regain my composure. “Livey’s dad is picking us up in about a half hour. Want to meet us at Applebee’s?”

“Which one?”

“The one on Cascade Road. Know where that is?”

“Yep, sure do. Think I’m overdressed?” He chuckles under his breath, using my line from the other night.

“Just take the blazer off, and you’ll be fine. Keep the tie on, though. I like it.”

“Only for you, baby. I’ll see you in a bit.” I grin from ear to ear.

“Bye. Be careful.”

I hang up the phone and hurry to get changed. I figure I should wear capris instead of a dress.

Donovan may try to fondle me under the table, which is pretty hot, but not in front of Livey and Mr. Trent. I opt for a pair of khaki capris and a black fitted tank top, paired with my Old Navy black flip flops. I brush out my hair and decide to wear it in a messy French braid. My mother taught me how to braid my own hair, which I have to say, comes in handy when my hair is frizzy from the humidity. I put some light makeup on, just some powder and blush. Then, I pack an overnight bag, just in case. I throw in some pajamas and the sexiest pair of underwear I own.

Oh, my man will love these. The bra and panties are black lace. They make me feel sexy, so I hope Donovan thinks the same. I walk to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I grab an extra toothbrush to toss in my bag. I’m not going to be unprepared this time. I smile at myself as I turn off the light to the bathroom.

Mr. Trent is right on time at 6:00. We all ride over to Applebee’s in Livey’s Explorer. Mr. Trent sits in the front seat, and I sit in the back. He turns his head around to look at me. “I know I said I would give you your graduation present tomorrow, but you will get it tonight.”

“Mr. Trent, I really appreciate it…”

He holds up his hand and says, “Not another word. I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer. Besides, you are really going to like it.” His hazel eyes light up.

“I’m sure I will. By the way, Mr. Trent, I invited Donovan along. Is that okay?” I tense up, hoping he doesn’t say no.

“Is this the guy you’ve been seeing? The one Livey told me about?”

I blush. “Yes, that’s him.”

“Hmmm. I need to give my seal of approval first.” His face is serious. I gulp. The meeting between these two is making me a little nervous.

We finally pull up to Applebee’s, and I see Donovan’s BMW parked in a front spot. I hop out to meet him. He smiles as he sees me and opens his arms up. I grip him tightly as he twirls me around. I can’t suppress my laughter. Livey and Mr. Trent walk up to us. Donovan puts me down and holds out his hand to Mr. Trent. “You must be Livey’s father, Mr. Trent. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

My second dad sizes up Donovan and shakes his hand firmly. “So, what do you do for a living?

Other than date reality stars?”

Livey and I both gasp, and my face reddens. I can’t believe he just said that. If it bothered Donovan, he didn’t show it. “Actually, sir, I’m a doctor.”

Mr. Trent’s eyes widen. “I see. Well, you have good taste. Allison is a gem.” He winks at me, but I still haven’t recovered from his harsh statement about Claire.

“How right you are. Shall we go inside?” Donovan wraps his arm around my waist, probably to hold me up so I don’t pass out from embarrassment. Livey just shakes her head and glances at us. She whispers, “Sorry about my dad. He can be a prick sometimes.”

Donovan smiles. “No worries. I deal with all kinds of people during my day. Nothing I can’t handle.”

We walk inside, and my jaw drops to the floor. Standing in front of me is my mom and my brother Jon.

“Surprise!” Mr. Trent exclaims. “This is your graduation present!”

“Allie! Oh my goodness! Look at you!” My mom wraps her arms around me as I let out a sob.

She softly pats my back and rocks me, just like she used to do when I had nightmares.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” I cry. Jon smiles at me and wraps his arms around both my mom and me.

“Thank Mr. Trent for this. He made the arrangements for us. I am so grateful I will be able to see you graduate.” My mom has tears streaming down her face. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, sweetheart.”

“I know, Mom, and I’m sorry. I’m just glad you’re here.” I don’t want to let her go, I feel like a child again. She looks beautiful in a light blue sleeveless dress and nude heels. My mom looks so young for her age. Her hair is in a cute pixie cut and highlighted with blonde streaks against her brown hair.

I hear Donovan clear his throat behind me. I straighten up. “Mom, Jon, this is Donovan Callahan. Donovan, this is my mom Julie and my brother Jon.”

My brother glares at Donovan from under his Redskins hat, and I see him shift on his feet. He wasn’t expecting to meet my family tonight. He grins and flashes my brother a warm smile.

“Very nice to meet you, Jon. Allie has told me about you.” Donovan goes to shake his hand, and Jon reluctantly returns the gesture. “Are you Allie’s boyfriend?” I notice the contrast between my brother and my man. Jon is wearing his favorite Redskins t-shirt and a pair of worn out jeans, whereas Donovan is still in his clothes from earlier. I gulp and pray they have something in common.

I look up at Donovan and see the smirk on his face. “Yes, I am.”

Jon looks at me with the same blue eyes as our dad. “You didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend.”

“Sorry,” I shrug my shoulders, aware that the tension in the air is palpable.

“Hi, Donovan. It’s very nice to meet you.” My mom is always the ice breaker. She was the referee in our house when Jon and I would fight. She has a wonderful demeanor and a warm heart. Donovan smiles shyly and holds his hand out to her. My mom ignores it and wraps her arms around him, taking him completely off guard. “A friend of Allie’s is a friend of mine.”