Kayla just sucked me off on the way over; blew my whole load in her mouth and she’s not embarrassed. She just swallowed it down like a good girl. Right, Kayla?”
“That’s right, Baby,” the girl said while wrapping her arms around his neck and sticking her tongue down his throat.
I closed my eyes and shuddered in disgust, keeping my head down as I walked inside with Drew right behind me. “I’m sorry, Becca. Look, I could get rid of them if you want.”
“No, that’s okay. I really need to get going home. I have an early tennis match with my dad in the morning.”
“Well, thanks for making me dinner. It was really good.”
“You’re welcome,” I responded, giving him a halfhearted smile.
He pulled me into him and rested his forehead on mine. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay?”
“No, that’s okay, really.”
He gently pressed his lips on my head. “I’ll call ya tomorrow?”
“Sounds good,” I whispered.
He walked me to my car and waited until I got in before walking back up the driveway and into the house. God, how I hated Ashton Barrett, not only for being the normal obnoxious jerk that he always was, but for interrupting what could have been happening between Drew and I right now. I pulled down my visor and looked in the lighted mirror at my swollen lips from kissing and my brush burned cheeks from rubbing up against the razor stubble on Drew’s face. Damn that Ashton Barrett. Just because he could never have the one thing from me that he always wanted, he had to go and ruin it for everyone else.
“Well, I see you haven’t lost your edge after being away at school,” my father said as we sat down to breakfast after our tennis match at the country club.
“See that, Dad, all of those tennis lessons really did pay off.” I grinned, taking a sip of my orange juice.
He smiled back. “That’s my girl, successful at everything she does. I couldn’t get your brother to pick up a racket if I paid him.”
“Well, Jordan just marches to the beat of a different drummer.
“Yeah, I suppose,” he said, shaking his head in disappointment. Even though I had become so busy with this charity and with Drew over the past few weeks and hadn’t been home much, I did know that my brother had been grounded for getting drunk the night of the benefit.
“Dad, it’s just a phase. He’ll snap out of it.” I tried my best to reassure him.
“I sure hope so.” He sighed. “So, what’s going on with my princess? I feel like I haven’t talked to you in ages.”
“Well, I feel like I’m working a fulltime job with this charity. Mrs. Barrett is keeping me busy being her gopher. I was really hoping that she would have enough faith in me to help her run the whole thing.”
“Well, give it some time. Everybody has to start somewhere. I’m sure she’ll see what a great worker you are and eventually hand the reigns over to you.”
I shrugged. “Yeah, I hope so.”
“So have you and Krista been making up for lost time? You’re never home anymore.”
I didn’t want to lie to him and tell him ‘yes’ when the truth was, Krista and I hadn’t hung out in well over two weeks. But I didn’t feel like getting the evil eye and a lecture about all of the time that I had been spending with Drew either. Since I wanted to continue the enjoyable morning that we had been having, I just nodded in agreement. The waitress had just brought us our food when I instantly lost my appetite upon seeing Ashton and his father entering the restaurant. I was hoping that they wouldn’t notice us, but as luck would have it....
"Jeff, does Gail know about this beautiful girl that you're having breakfast with this
morning?" Dr. Barrett joked as he approached our table with Ashton right behind him, looking completely hung over.
I gave an uneasy smile. "How are you doing, Becca?" Dr. Barrett asked, leaning down and giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"I'm well, thank you," I replied, lifting my head for one