My Brother's Best Friend (Crazy in Love Book 1) (17 page)

Slamming the door with his fist again, Wallace yells through it, “I’m glad you two are okay, but I really need some answers out here. Dad is downstairs, and I want to know what the hell is going on.”

Reagan rolls her eyes and sighs, “He was in the driveway when I got home Saturday night, and he said some really shitty things before trying to grab me. I jumped back in my car and drove Anna and me to her house where we crashed.”

I look at her, and she nods in acknowledgement that she’ll tell me more about that later before shouting to Wallace, “We’ll be down in two minutes. I’d prefer to face him altogether.” “Hurry up, I want him out of here,” Wallace complains through the door as I’m pulling on a shirt and jeans before handing her yoga pants and a t-shirt.

The man does not deserve us making any effort for him. As she walks to the bathroom and pulls back her hair, I see the sweet spot on her neck begging to be kissed. Kissing and licking it for a minute before she pulls away giggling. “There will be plenty of that later, first, we’ve got to go face the monster.”

I can tell that she’s serious about the description, and I’m nervous and curious to see how her father is going to act with her since Wallace and I will be there. As we reach the staircase, I hear her murmur under her breath, “Just get it over with, you can do it.” My poor girl is having to force herself to face him. I pull her into me and try to reassure her, “I’ll be there the whole time, if you want to leave, baby, we’ll go.”

In my head, I’ve always pictured Wallace and Reagan’s dad as a man that you can tell is evil. He’s hurt them to the point where Reagan still struggles to bring up anything about her childhood. But the guy sitting on the couch in the living room is ripped and good looking enough to be a model. Of course, Reagan is without a doubt, the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, and Wallace could have every girl at school at his beck and call so I should’ve been more realistic that their father would be genetically superior like his kids.

He had the same dark hair and striking green eyes as my girl, but where hers are alive with excitement and energy, his look cold. He studies both of us before saying to Reagan, “What a surprise, sweetheart, you’re a junior, but your boyfriend is already sleeping over. Blood always shows. Your mother was the same way. She started young too.”

“Say whatever the fuck you came to say and get the hell out!” Wallace yells from right beside us. He’s shaking with rage while I’m shocked that anyone, much less her father would ever speak to Reagan like that.

Pulling her into me protectively, I feel her body shaking. This man must’ve been a nightmare to live with. My poor sweet girl does not need to ever be in the same room as him again.

As their dad starts to speak again, I interrupt, “We need you to get the hell out! You came here to make trouble for your kids. But this isn’t happening today, and you don’t own this house. So leave the premises now or we’ll call the police. They’ve got some kind of record with you and child abuse, or your mom wouldn’t have gotten to take them from you when they were kids. So leave before we fucking make you.”

When I start to talk, he pulls his glare from Reagan and focuses his eyes on me. Calmly, he starts to speak directly to me, “I can see that you love her and believe me, I know how you feel. Your life wouldn’t be worth it without her in it, right? You want to be successful for her. You want to give her everything the world has to offer. You’ll be happy until she rips your heart out from your chest. Till all your dreams are killed as she moves on and fucks someone else and then someone else after that. You’ll become just a name on her list of conquests. Prepare yourself cause it will happen.”

He looks back at Wallace and Reagan and says sharply, “I’ll be moving in as soon as your grandma dies. So get ready to be one big happy family again.” With that he smoothly walks out of the house.

Reagan collapses in my arms and buries her face in my neck. She shakes with silent sobs, and I start to feel helpless as I try to comfort her through the pain. “What the hell are we going to do?” she asks Wallace after twenty minutes of silence.

“Grandma isn’t dead yet, Reagan. We went to see her this week. Plus, she gave us part of our trust funds early. We can rent a house if he moves in here. We’ll make sure that we never live with him again, okay?” Wallace answers her, but I can tell that his words don’t make her feel much better.

“Can we take a walk?” she asks me softly. I nod and pick her up. I carry her back to her room and pull out a bathing suit for her before helping her slide it on. I quickly grab my board shorts and we’re walking out the back door towards the beach not five minutes later.

“I wish I could go to college this year with you and Wallace. I can’t be left behind with him, Colin. He’s a psychopath.” Shaking my head, I tell her, “I wish I could disagree with you, baby, but that man definitely doesn’t seem sane. And he still seems obsessed with your mom, even though she’s dead.”

“He is. Grandma told me that at her funeral, he cried. He’s never forgiven her, but he doesn’t know what to do with himself without her either. My parents were so messed up.” Her bright green eyes are red from crying, and she’s filled with so much tension. I hate it. I want it all to go away for her.

“Why don’t you come to college with us and enroll in a high school there. You’ll have enough money to live in a house there, and even if Wallace and I are required to live in the dorms, we can stay with you on the weekends. Baby, I don’t want to leave you alone in this town without me. We need to be together.”

Her face has a mix of excitement and doubt. Nervous, I don’t know which way she’s going until she jumps in front of me and says, “Okay, I’ll move with you. Why would I stay here without you and Wallace anyway? Then I can go to your football games and get to know the college before I attend it. I want to be with you.”

I pick her up and throw her in the air. She laughs as I keep swinging her around until I start running into the water. She protests, “No, Colin, I don’t want to get wet and cold right now.”

But I don’t listen. I’m so happy that I don’t have to be without her next year, and she won’t be left with all the guys that are dying for me to be out of the picture. I can protect her from her dad, and I get to be her at the same time. Nothing could be better than this for me.

As I clutch her to me as the waves hit us, I feel my gut clench hard at how sweet and sexy she looks right now. Her hair is getting wet, and her makeup free face is gorgeous in the sunlight. Her lips are full and pouting slightly at me for getting her wet.

I lean down and bite on her bottom lip before taking her mouth with mine. “How are you so damn pretty all the time? You’ve been crying, and all I can think about is how much I want you.” She giggles and rubs herself against me. “I can tell, but I don’t mind.”

“Now, that’s not nice, baby, to tease when I’m not able to follow through.” She gives me a naughty smile that makes me harden even more. “Who says we can’t do anything about it.”

“Uh, baby, it’s the middle of the day, and we’re in the ocean. Anybody could see us out here.” She tugs me out a little deeper before sticking her hand in my shorts and stroking just the right spot while I groan. She knows my body so well that I’m worked up and eager within a minute.

This wild side of her always turns me on, and I look into her eyes that are shining with desire and ask her, “You want this, baby? You want me to take you right here where anyone can walk by and see us?”

As I slide my hands down her and slide a finger inside her bikini bottom, I stroke her first until she pleads, “Please, Colin, I need you. I need you inside of me.” I slide a finger inside of her and slowly start to pump while she moans and moves with me. Leaning down, I ask her, “Is this what you needed, baby. Is this what you wanted when you were rubbing yourself on me?” Frantically, she shakes her head and says, “No, I need you, all of you.” I start pumping two fingers into her and ask her, “Is this what you needed, baby?”

“Colin, now, please, you.” She was beyond the point of being able to speak in full sentences, and I love when she lets me take her this far. I pull myself out of my shorts and slide into her in the next motion.

Holy fuck, I start shaking from all the pleasure that slams into me as I’m inside her. Her gorgeous breasts are bouncing right above the water as I slide slowly in and out of her. Her sexy gasps are coming out in my ear which tells me that she’s already close to falling over the edge. I know that as soon as she tightens around me, it’s over.

As her gasps come out even faster, I start to pump into her at a punishing pace. Right when I feel that I can’t hold myself back any longer, she tightens up around me, and I let go as I clutch her to me. Afterwards, I make sure we’re both decent before carrying us out of the water.

Reagan admits that her legs are still shaky so I don’t put her down as my feet hit the beach but continue to walk with her in my arms. Not far from where I am, I see some young teen boys staring at us and talking softly to each other.

“Baby, I think you just gave them some wet dreams tonight.” I tell her as we walk by them. As she catches sight of them, she gasps and says, “Now, I feel bad that they might have seen that. They’re way too young to have that in their heads.” I chuckle, “You always get like this afterwards, but when I try to talk you out of it, you’re all for seducing me in the most inappropriate places.”

Guiltily, she says, “I know, I get turned on and want you right there.” “Don’t think I’m complaining, baby. I’ll never look at the beach the same way. I love it when you get it in your head to seduce me. You can do it anytime, anywhere.” She smiles and confides, “That’s good, cause I like doing it.”

Chapter 11

Reagan

Having Colin home and understanding about my dad was exactly what I needed. I’m feeling a little bit more normal, and my emotions aren’t everywhere now that I’ve dealt with facing my dad. With Wallace and Colin with me, I don’t feel like he can hurt me anymore.

As I’m walking back to my locker after school, I see Colin up ahead talking to some of the guys from football. A text comes through on my phone, and I check to see if it’s Anna letting me know when she’s coming over for the party.

But a picture of me topless and being held closely by Decker pops up with the message
Does your boyfriend know about this?
sent from a blocked number. What the hell is this? My eyes are open but I look completely out of it. My hair is all over the place, but I can tell that Decker is aware of what’s happening. He looks upset and protective as he clutches me close to his chest.

How the hell did this happen, and I don’t have a fucking clue about it? Anna must know something went on. That’s why she’s been acting so weird for the past few days. I’m going to have to track her down and find out what the hell happened before this gets back to Colin. I need to be able to explain why I don’t remember a damn thing about this picture. I’m naked in another guy’s arms, and I know that Colin is going to be so pissed and hurt when he sees it.

I’ve got to figure out what happened and how I can get him to see that I knew nothing about it or hid anything from him. I can’t lose him. I don’t know what I’d do if I did.

As he walks towards me, I casually put my phone down and look at his gorgeous face as he gives me a sexy smile. “Hey, sweetheart, ready to go?” I nod, and he asks me, “Has Anna called you back yet?” As I look up at him, I shake my head and explain, “No, and I think that I need to go to the diner and see what’s up with her. It’s been a few days now, and there might be something going on with her foster parents.”

Immediately, Colin tenses up and says, “I don’t want you to go to the diner without me. I hate how Decker acts around you. Let’s go see her together.” Freaking out inside, I tell him calmly, “No, babe, you’ve got to help Wallace get ready for our party tonight. I promised to help him, but I’ve got to make sure Anna’s okay. Please, can’t you do this for me?”

His face softens and reluctantly he agrees, “Fine, I’ll help your brother, but I need you to try to avoid Decker while you’re at the diner and in Richland. That guy has it bad for you, and I think he’ll try anything.”

He might have already, I think but don’t say. As Colin drives us to my house, I try to act as naturally as possible but fail miserably. As I climb out of his car and into mine, Colin grabs my hand gently and pulls me close to him as he talks into my hair, “Listen, baby, I know you’re worried about Anna, but she’ll be alright. She might be dealing with a lot at school and with her parents. You’re an amazing friend, and I know that she knows that. Don’t be too long, please, or I’m coming to get you.”

He leans in and gives me a kiss that lingers until I finally force myself to pull away. As I start driving towards Anna’s work, tears begin to fall down my cheeks. What the hell happened the night I stayed at Anna’s? Obviously, she and Decker hadn’t been honest with me. Now, I’m so damn mad at both of them and need to know the truth.