EPILOGUE You decide, Caufield
WILL
“Don’t you do it,” Parker mumbled. “Don’t you fucking–” Parker threw her arms up in the air. “She fucking did it.”
“Did what?” Tanner asked from beneath the cushion he was hiding behind.
Rather than run through the wide-open front door, the main character had just bolted upstairs where the ghost was waiting.
Parker rolled her eyes. “Babe, the fact you’re this scared of a horror film is a serious turn off.”
Turns out the inability to watch a scary movie was in the Hall-Holbeck-Dover genes. We were watching the sequel to Ghost Slayer. Riley and Tanner had watched approximately five minutes of it, and that was between them.
Tanner nudged Parker. “What’s happening?”
“Ditch the pillow if you want to know you pathetic child.”
Riley chuckled. Not that she had a leg to stand on. Her head had been in my lap the entire time. She was lying on her side with her back to the TV, reading on her phone. She wasn’t even pretending to be invested.
“I should’ve voted for Riley’s shitty movie,” Tanner grumbled.
We’d held a vote for which movie to watch tonight. Riley had voted for a romcom. Tanner had voted for some monstrosity action number. Parker and I had agreed on Ghost Slayer Reborn – giving it two votes and the win.
“Hey, Ri?” Tanner whispered loudly .
Riley tilted back in my lap, which was turning out to be its own type of torture. Every movement she’d made throughout the film had literally filtered through my dick.
“Yeah?” Riley loudly whispered back.
“Dad asked if you and Will are free for dinner next week. Parker and I can do Monday or Thursday night.”
I momentarily lowered my gaze to meet Riley’s. Coach had been trying, albeit he did it in an awkward way, but that was as good as it was going to get.
Having only known him as a confident figure in the hockey world, witnessing his failed attempts to build a relationship with his kids had been a shock to the norm.
I’d purposely done my best to differentiate the two worlds. When I was at the barn, he was the Coach I’d always known and respected. Any other time, he was the man who’d screwed over my girl and had a lot of grovelling to do.
“When did you talk to dad?” Riley questioned.
“He drove up to Allentown yesterday to get lunch.” Tanner sighed. “To be honest, it actually wasn’t horrible. We talked a bit about the Bobcats, and he gave me some decent advice. Who knows, maybe he’s not a total asshole.”
Riley laughed. “Just eighty-percent asshole?”
“Eighty-five-percent at least.”
Parker paused the movie. “If you two want to talk, go upstairs.”
“No way,” Tanner quickly retorted. “I’m not going up there by myself.”
“Then stop talking.”
“We’re whispering.”
“Like Big Foot.” Parker shook her head in disbelief. “You’re seriously pathetic, Tanner. Has your dick fallen off?”
Tanner’s eyes glossed over at that as he gestured to his sweats. “Reach in babe and I’ll prove it hasn’t.”
Riley bolted upright. “Rule two-hundred-and-eighty-six. No hand stuff on the couch when I’m in the room.”
Each time Parker and Tanner crossed a line that made Riley squirm, she’d throw down a new rule. Apparently we were up to two-hundred-and-eighty-six now.
It went both ways. Tanner had managed to reach forty-two for us. Turns out he didn’t appreciate me declining his offer of eggs after mentioning I’d already had his sister for breakfast.
What could I say, it was my favourite fucking meal.
Riley and I tried dividing our time evenly between her place and mine. Between Tanner and Parker here, and Grace and the guys at home, it wasn’t often we got complete alone time .
Though every now and then the stars would align and Parker would head to Allentown to spend the night at Tanner’s place. On those occasions, I made sure to fuck Riley so hard she screamed the roof down.
Sharing a house was something we were going to have to get used to. After graduation, Tanner was making the move to Texas too. The Bobcats were officially interested. And though he couldn’t make it formal until after we finished college, it was practically a signed deal.
He was set to move into the shared house with me. Riley and Parker had found a place to rent not far from us. This group dynamic was about to cross state lines.
Had someone told me I’d be gearing up to spend next year with Tanner Holbeck, I would’ve laughed in their face. Now I was looking forward to that idea almost as much as I was looking forward to starting the season.
Not having Levi, Tripp and Ryan around would suck. But Riley, Tanner and Parker were a fair consolation.
Parker restarted the movie, which was starting to get pretty creepy. When a random hand snaked around the throat of the main character, I jumped, bouncing Riley in my lap. Her eyes widened in surprise before falling to my semi that was now a full hard on.
She blinked innocently. “Hey Will, can you please pass that blanket? I’m cold.”
I fucking wasn’t. I was burning up.
Logic told me not to give her the blanket, but it’s like my dick had hands of its own. I threw the blanket to her, which she immediately tugged over her whole body. Including her head and my groin.
I cautiously glanced at Tanner, who was back to hiding beneath a pillow. This was dumb. This was dumb. This was dumb. And holy hell, her tongue was already on my dick. She’d made quick work of that.
Her warmth enveloped me, her mouth gripping me like a vice. I threw my head back, my throat wobbling as I swallowed.
Riley was a minx. One I’d never have my full fix of. We’d ticked off so many places this last month. Her kitchen counter. My kitchen counter. My car. Tripp’s car when he boxed me in and told me to take his rather than move it, the lazy idiot.
I don’t know what Riley was doing down there, but she’d somehow shifted gears so that she was taking me deeper.
Fuck it.
Readjusting myself and Riley, I threw off the blankets and shoved us both to our feet. Sinking balls deep into her was a hell of a lot more appealing than Ghost Slasher, or whatever the fuck it was called.
I purposely positioned her in front of me, my dick pressing into her back .
Tanner dropped the pillow. “Where the hell are you two going?”
“Bed,” I answered.
“Why?”
“Early morning dryland,” I mumbled at the same time Riley murmured, “Running with Grace first thing.”
Taking Riley’s hand, we hurriedly climbed the steps, Tanner’s grumbles to turn the movie off following us the entire way up.
Once in Riley’s room, she wasted no time discarding her clothes. She was merrily falling onto the bed naked before I’d even slipped off my sneakers. Though as I reached for the laces, I found myself halting. Riley’s milky skin had caught in the moonlight, making it seem as though she literally glittered.
In my eyes, she did.
I slowly paced towards her, my grey eyes locked on her steel blue ones. She was undoubtably the best thing in my life. I’d promised myself to no longer get caught up on the time we’d wasted and focus on the time we had.
Forever.
“Why are you still dressed?” she complained.
“Give me a minute.” My knees hit the mattress. “I’m cataloguing this.”
Her full breasts heaved up and down, breasts that still had faint teeth marks from the last time we’d fooled around. They matched the scratches on my back. How she was both the sweetest and naughtiest thing mystified me.
“How should I fuck you, Dover?” I asked, my fingers inching forward to part her.
I was met with a wet heat, which caused my dick to twitch.
The new ink on her hip bone pulled my attention. W for yours truly. It matched the R I’d had included in my most recent piece, on the skin that covered my heart.
Riley and Parker also had matching ice cream tattoos behind their ears. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t noticed it until Riley pointed it out when we’d been sitting in the tattoo parlour.
I liked that she wasn’t afraid of needles, and I loved that she’d inked a piece of me on her forever. Not that either of us needed the reminder of what this was.
With husky eyes, Riley pushed onto her elbows then tugged my mouth to hover over hers. “You decide, Caufield.”