Tangled Up In You (A Savioe Family Novel) (15 page)

I stilled my movements and gently kissed her to give her time to adjust to me. She lifted her other leg up around my hip and moved against me in a way that shook me to my core. “Don’t stop, Lucien. Please don’t stop.”
Her voice was husky and breathless. I knew it was way too late for that to happen. She felt better than anything I could have ever dreamed and there was no way in hell that I think I could stop. Well not unless I wanted to walk funny until I was fifty.

I tangled my fingers in her hair and propped my weight up on the other hand so I wasn’t crushing her and
proceeded to have the best experience of my life. She moved just the way I always envisioned. She touched me in ways that would have me waking up in the middle of the night remembering. Every time she whispered my name and made that sexy sound in the back of her throat of satisfaction and delight, I felt like I was ten feet tall and nothing could stop me.

I wanted this to be good for her, wanted it to turn her insides out like she was doing mine and since it was our first time I wanted to make sure she would remember it for the re
st of her life. I know I would.

“Oh my god, Lucien.” She was close. I felt little tremors from her inner muscles running up and down my cock. I bit my lip hard
to try to fight my body’s response. There was no way I was going to ruin this by not making sure she got hers. My thumb found the spot that made her eyes cross and I was rewarded with her gasp of surrender. Thank god. I didn’t think I could hold on any longer. I buried my face in her neck and followed her over the edge. By the time, I had caught my breath my arms were shaking like I had just moved a mountain. I slid out of her and rolled to my side. She gave me a satisfied smile as her eyes drifted closed.

I rolled out of bed and disposed of the used condom and wrapper in her trash can, making sure to place it inside a discarded tissue box just in case her parents took out her trash. I slipped back into my clothes and looked back at her. She was curled up on her side the steady rise and fall of her chest indicated that she was asleep. A tiny hand rested under her chin. She looked so peaceful. I leaned down and placed a soft kiss against her lips.

A soft knock sounded on her door. I quickly pulled the covers over her and opened the door. Marie was standing there taking in the condition of my hair and chortled. “Better hurry it up, loverboy. It sounds like things are winding down out there.”

I nodded closing the door in her face and sat down on the bed next to Roxy. I didn’t want to leave her just yet. I definitely didn’t want to leave without saying goodbye. Her sketchpad was over on her dresser next to the window. I walked over and opened it to the back to scribble a note for her on a blank sheet. Inside the
book, many pages of me that she had sketched greeted me, my profile, the back of my head, me glaring at someone and one of me shirtless in her car. I glanced back over to the bed and smiled. So that’s why she didn’t want to show me the book. I gently flipped closer to the middle and pulled out a clean page. I quickly jotted down a note for her and placed it next to her hand. Unable to resist I kissed her gently again and walked out the door.

Charles was sprawled out on the couch softly snoring. Marie was looking at him with a pillow in her hand like she wanted to smother him. The movie was still on. Beau was just coming out of the bathroom. When he noticed
me, he gave me a big shit-eating grin. “Have fun?”

“Shut up.” I mumbled unable to keep the smile or blush from my face.

“Where’s Roxy?” He asked pushing Charles on to the floor before sitting on the couch.

“Asleep.”

He chuckled. “Knocked her right out huh? No, don’t get pissed. I’m happy for you.”

I shoved my hands in my pockets and glared at them. The door opened. Mom and Jamie stepped in.
Damn that was close.
My mom smiled at us. “You kids ready?”

Jamie
looked around the room and furrowed her brow. “Where’s Roxanne?”

Marie spoke up sitting up straighter on the sofa and looked over the back at her. “She crashed halfway through the movie. Said something about having a busy day.”

Jamie nodded apprehensively and looked right through me. I swear I think she just knew. She raised her eyebrow at me in question. I think my cheeks flushed under her scrutiny. She smirked and held the door open for everyone. “Eva, care if I keep Luke for a bit, I need to have a word with him. It’ll only take a few minutes.”

“Yeah, that’s fine. Take your time. Don’t forget about next week.” My mom leaned over Charles and nudged him with her foot. “Boo, get up and help me get the twins.”

After everyone had filed out of the room, Jamie just stood there staring at me. Her dark eyes delved into mine like she was trying to stare into my soul. I shuffled my feet in discomfort. Finally after a few minutes she walked over to me and took note of my worked over hair and puffy lips. “Damn. I thought it’d be a little while longer. Were you gentle?”

I choked on my spit and stared at her incredulously. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me. Were you gentle?” She sat on the edge of the sofa.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Please tell me she is not asking what I think she is.

“I guess I have to spell it out for you. When you had sex with my daughter tonight, did you make sure that you took it easy on her since she was a virgin after all? I might add that was a pretty ballsy move on your part.” She crossed her arms over her chest continuing to glare at me with those black eyes.

I blushed for sure this time and ran a hand over the back of my neck. There was no point in lying to her. She obviously already knew… somehow. “Yes ma’am.”

“Good. I was so worried that you’d be like most other boys your age and just barge on through caring only about yourself.” She let out a sigh of relief and stood up walking over to me. She placed a hand on my shoulder causing me to tense up. “Don’t worry I’m not going to bitch at you. I know what it’s like to not be able to control your desires.” She led me to the door and must have seen how I looked back at Roxy’s bedroom door. “You were one too huh? I never would have thought that.”

“What?”

“You were a virgin too. I never would have guessed that especially with how attractive you are.” She shrugged and opened the door for me. How the hell could she tell that? “Oh don’t look at me like that. I only know because you have a look of wonder on your face like you had just discovered the Holy Grail. Your parents will be oblivious to it by morning. I suggest, unless you want them to know, when you get home go straight to bed. I’ll make sure Roxy is fine. I’m sure she’ll call you first thing in the morning. Oh. You two did use protection right? She only just got on the pill and her system hasn’t adjusted to it yet. Like most parents I really don’t want to have to deal with being called grandma just yet.”

She’s on the pill? Oh, so that’s why she went to the doctor today. “Yes ma’am we did.”

“Good. Be careful going home.” She closed the front door. Somehow, she had managed to get me out of the house. I walked over to my bike and put my helmet on when everything hit me. My eyes went wide in shock.
Holy shit I just had sex with Roxy and her mom knew.

             
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Chapter Twelve

Roxy

“Hey, S
weetie. Time to get up.” My mom whispered to me. I groaned stretching my arms over my head. I let out a yawn and opened my eyes. Both my mom and grandmother were standing at the edge of my bed. “No. Don’t sit up just yet. Mom can you get her a robe from her bathroom.” My grandmother smiled at me and walked out of the room. I looked back at this person who claimed to be my mother with apprehension. There was no way this could actually be her. I glanced at my clock it was seven thirty in the morning and she was awake and… happy. My grandmother came back in with my terry cloth robe and wrapped it around my shoulders.

That’s when I realized that I was naked. I sat there for a minute wide eyed and in pleasant shock. The memories of last night with Luke clouded my brain. Muscles I never knew
existed were deliciously sore.

“Look at that smile, Jamie. He must have done a bang up job to have her knocked out cold afterward and smiling like that the day after.” My grandmother cackled slapping her hands together in glee.

I grabbed the covers and threw them over my head in embarrassment. I can’t believe she just said that. Wait! They know? How the hell can they know already? “Go away.” I mumbled from underneath my safe haven.

“No can do missy. Your mom has appointments for all of us at the spa. A nice massage is just what you need right now since that young man of yours isn’t here to help work out those sore muscles.”

“Grandma!” I sat up in horror.

“Well it’s true. She does have appointments for us.” She gave me a sneaky grin. “Get up and get dressed I already have br
eakfast ready for you.” She patted my foot and left the room.

My mother walked over to the door. “He didn’t want to leave you last night. Just so you know. I had to practically shock the hell out of him and then take him by his arm and walk him out.” She smiled at me before leaving my room.

I fell back on my bed and heard the distinctive sound of paper crinkling. Why couldn’t I have a normal mother? One of those that is oblivious to my social life, one that didn’t feel the need to talk about embarrassing things like they were talking about the weather. I moved the pillows and bedding around to find the paper I heard and saw the slight stain on my sheets. These will have to be washed one day when dad isn’t home. I picked up the sheet of paper that had managed to get crumpled under my pillow and saw his scratchy handwriting.

Hope you sleep well, love. I’ll call you first thing in the morning. Be dreaming about you. Yours always, Luke.

I bit my lip and smiled at the paper. Wait this is from my sketchpad. I gingerly got out of bed wincing as I stood up and made my way to my dresser. I flipped it open and saw that he had ripped the sheet that was in front of the first sketch I had ever drawn of him. Oh well, I guess he now knows what I had been doing most of the year. Hmm, I really need to do another one of him. A few new ones actually. I looked up and saw my reflection in the mirror. My hair was a total mess, lips still looked pretty well worked over and I had a hickey on my collarbone. Yeah, that needs to be covered up immediately.

I grabbed a pair of loose fitting shorts, t-
shirt and fresh underwear and headed to my bathroom to take a shower. With the water nice and hot, I slipped in and scrubbed up. God, my legs and butt muscles are sore. No one told me about that. I washed off the small amount of blood that had crusted overnight on my thigh, rinsed off and quickly jumped out to dry off. Wonder what time that appointment is at? I ran a comb through my hair and quickly put on my clothes. Those two had better not ask me about the details of last night. It is bad enough Jess is going to want a play by play. I really don’t need them to ask for the same. With a sigh, I spit the toothpaste in the sink and rinsed out my mouth.

My grandmother was standing by the fridge when I walked in the kitchen. She had the radio turned down low and was shaking her rump to some rock song about a sharp dressed man. She popped her head up at the sound of my footsteps. “You certainly went crazy for a sharp dressed man. Come on in and take a seat
. Your mom is getting ready and I fixed you some bacon.”

“Amá sání! I can’t believe you just said that. What if dad heard you?” I hissed at her taking my seat at the center island and popped a piece of bacon in my mouth.

“He’s not here, Sweets. He went golfing with Nate around seven this morning.” She closed the fridge door and swiped a piece of bacon from my plate.

I growled at her jokingly and wrapped my arm protectively around my plate. “So they are going to be all buddy buddy now?”

“Actually, they’ve always been friendly. They’ve been going once a month to the course for almost a year now.” Mom explained as she walked in the kitchen.

“Really? Why did a cold chill just run up my spine?” I shivered grabbing my glass of orange juice. “Oh yeah the fear that if things fall apart between Luke and I, it will mess up their friendship.”

My mother patted my shoulder and grabbed some bacon from my plate. “Don’t worry about it. Nate doesn’t seem like the type to hold a grudge.”

“But dad is.” I mumbled under my breath. My grandmother looked up at me with sad eyes and patted my hand. She understood my concern over this revelation. I knew that yeah at some
level, they traveled in the same circles but I didn’t know that they were golfing buddies.

My mother glanced at her watch and quickly swallowed her juice. “Well, we need to get a move on. Our appointment is in
forty-five minutes. Oh and we will be leaving our phones in the car when we get there.”

Grandma sputtered. “That is not fair. My sugar daddy is supposed to call me sometime today.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head. A normal grandmother would be nice to have too. One that would bake cookies and talk about how us kids these days didn’t know how easy we have it. No, I had to get the ex-hippie that still practiced that free love mentality, sold dream catchers and lived in a nudist colony that may or may not be a front for a pot farm. I cleaned off my plate and put it in the dishwasher. “Just let me grab my purse and I’ll be ready Mom.”

             
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So spending half the day getting pampered, rolled in mud and steam cleaned was actually pretty fun and relaxing. I just wish I could have had my phone with me. I mean, had he called or texted yet? What if he hasn’t? I groaned in despair. I need to stop thinking like that. Of course he is going to call.
Isn’t he?

Mom sat in the pedicure chair to the right of me sipping a fruity drink with an umbrella
in it. Grandma was on the other side of me with a drink of her own. “I take it, I’ll be the one driving home?”

Mom laughed and took another sip. “Sweetie, you know it, but if you were just a bit older you’d be sipping one of these right along with us.”

“So Roxy, tell us about your young man.” Grandma asked wiggling her toes on her right foot to inspect the polish.

“What’s to tell?” I groaned. I knew it. They are going to want details.

“Well for one how was it?” Grandma took a sip from her drink.

I burrowed my face in my hands and groaned. “Sweetie
, just ignore her, she asked me the same thing after I had my cherry popped.” My mom said just a little too loudly drawing the attention of every set of eyes in here. The woman giving me a pedicure ducked her head to keep me from seeing her laughter.

“Don’t be shy,
Sweets. It’s just us girls here.” Grandma stretched her arm over and patted my hand. She stilled her ministration her dark eyes going wide and whispered. “Please tell me he’s not one of those guys that have the looks but not the equipment.”

“I’m not talking to either of you.” My head fell back in my attempt to imagine a happy place for me to escape. “You do realize this is probably the most embarrassing thing you have ever done to me.”

Grandma cackled throwing her head back. “Just wait until I see him again, Sweets. Now come on and tell your Amá sání all about last night. Take pity on an old woman.”

“Fine. He was great okay. Completely blew my mind. It surpassed all of my expectations. He in fact does have the equipment to back up that pretty face of his. Happy now?” I angrily rambled.

Mom chuckled at my outburst. “All that matters is if you are. When are you two going to see each other outside of school again?”

“I don’t know. I was kinda hoping soon, but I guess that depends on when we get out of here and what his plans are.” I admitted looked down at the candy apple red polish on my toes.

“I can take the hint. We’ll leave as soon as our nails dry.” She finished off her drink and set it on the small glass table beside her.

             
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I had two missed calls and quite a few texts from him when we got back out to the car around three thirty. Mom and Grandma were in the backseat toasted, giggling like a bunch of little girls. So I figured I had a few minutes to check my messages.

Luke: Hey love just wanted 2 say hi. Call me.

Luke: Are you up yet? Wanted
2 hear your lovely voice.

Luke: Call me when you get this.

I started the car and slipped on my Bluetooth headset like I normally do. After dialing his number, I tried to tune out tweedle dee and dum in the backseat. He answered the phone on the fourth ring. “Hello?”

“Hey Luke. Sorry I just got your messages. Mom and Grandma hijacked me for the day and had me leave my phone in the car.” I explained pulling out of the parking place.

“That’s ok, chèr. I understand. So how are you feeling?”

“Pretty good. You?” I
beamed and glanced back at them in the backseat. Mom was rattling off a list of things that she needed to get and grandma would interject an item here and there.

“I could be better.” He sighed.

“Oh. Why?” My brows were furrowed. Is he regretting what we did?

“I could have you in my arms right now.” His voice deepened to a husky whisper sending chills up my spine.

“You just might get that once I get them home. Well depending on what you have planned for today.”

“My schedule is completely open, love. Them who?”

I rolled my eyes as they started to sing the song I was named after. “My lovely drunken mother and grandmother. We went to the spa today and they got me pampered. Of course in doing so they started drinking these little fruity drinks and are now blitzed.”

“What are they singing?” He laughed.

“A song from the 80’s called Roxanne about a whore and a guy who’s in love with her. My mother loved it so much she named me after it.” I snarled disgustedly.

“Oh. I don’t think I’ve ever heard it.”

“Be thankful for that. So are you still not allowed to drive?” I pulled into the driveway and parked my mom’s Cayenne. Dad’s car was parked in front of the garage. “Shit. Dad blocked me in. Hold on a second. Mom, Amá sání, we are home come on and get out of the car.”

“Amá sání? What does that mean? And I still have to rely on Beau for a few more days.” He asked.

“It means Grandmother.” I opened their door and helped them out of the vehicle. My father stepped out of the house still wearing his freakishly tacky golf gear. When he spotted the condition they were in, he quickly came over to help out.

“Just what have you guys been up to?” He asked grabb
ing my mom under her shoulders.

She nuzzled his neck running her hands into his hair. “Just a girl’s day at the spa celebrating Roxy’s induction into womanhood.”

“Oh shit.” I whispered completely forgetting that I was still talking to Luke.

“What?” His voice was filled with concern. “Roxy is everything okay?”

“I don’t know. My mom just kinda told my dad why we were out at the spa. I’m kinda hoping he thinks with how she said it that it means something else.” I explained completely out of breath after helping my grandmother into the guest bedroom. When I deposited her on the bed, I hesitantly stood by the door. “So what’d you want to do today? Well if I don’t get the ‘I’m really disappointed in you’ speech.”

“How about a dinne
r then we could catch a movie?”

“A movie? That sounds interesting considering our track record with trying to watch movies.” I leaned my other ear against the door.

“That’s the plan.” He chuckled.

I shook my head. “I’m game. Let me get off here so I can go get this talk over with. I’ll call you back in a few.”

“Alright.” He hesitated for a brief moment. “I’ll talk to you then, love.”

“Laters, Luke.” I hung up the phone and stepped out the door. Mom ran down the hall giggling holding a bottle of
Patrón in her hand and two glasses.

“Hey Roxy. You going to see your man?” She was breathing heavy when she stopped short at seeing me.

“I was planning on it but dad blocked me in. Speaking of which does he know that I’ve well… you know.” I nervously chewed on my lip.

“If he does he hasn’t said anything. Why don’t you just take the Audi? The keys are in the kitchen hanging up. Stay out as late as you want, but be careful.” She waved the hand that held the glasses at me and continued down the hall to her room. Well hell. That was a lot easier than I thought. I shrugged and went to my room to get ready.