Chapter 7

Tyler

I got up that morning with my body a bit more sore than usual. I had to take a cold shower last night just to get my dick to calm down, but by the time I laid down in bed, Amber was right back at the forefront of my mind. This woman had a hold on me I couldn’t shake, and I knew the only way I could was to sink my dick between those legs I couldn’t get out of my head.

It’s what I did in college, and it worked. I fucked her out of my system, then didn’t give a second thought to her when I left for New York City. She was fun, she was new, she was teachable, and then she was a nice send-off.

Except now, I couldn’t stop thinking about the sassy woman she’d grown into.

She had no issues standing her ground with her family even though they trampled all over her, and she still had no problem walking with her head held high despite the woman her mother was trying to shape her into. Part of me was confused as to why she was pissed when she had a family that cared, but part of me understood maybe she had a family that cared in the wrong way for what she needed.

Their caring seemed to come off as abrasive, and I could see it wearing down on her.

I dreamed about her that night, and I woke up with the most painful morning wood I’ve ever experiencing. I had to take another cold shower just to get it to calm down before I could take my morning piss, but I knew if this shit kept up I’d have to find myself a private, quiet space I could yank my meat in.

At this point, it wouldn’t take me very long anyway. Especially with those tits at the forefront of my mind.

I wandered downstairs to the smell of coffee and saw Luke sitting at the kitchen table. I walked over and grabbed a mug before I made myself a cup, then I walked over to the table and sat with him.

“Morning, man,” I said.

“So, what the fuck is up with you and my sister?”

The mug of coffee I was holding stopped halfway to my lips as I looked at Luke from across the kitchen table.

If I wasn’t awake before, I was awake now.

“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked.

“I’m not an idiot. I think with my dick sometimes, too. Have you fucked my sister?” he asked.

I brought the mug the rest of the way to my lips just so I had something else to concentrate on. Had he caught what I was doing last night? Did he overhear a conversation Amber and I had? Had Amber told him something?

What the fuck was with the third degree?

“No, dude. I haven’t fucked your sister,” I said, swallowing my coffee. “Though, to be fair, she is hot.”

“Stop that shit right now. Everyone can feel the fucking tension between the two of you,” Luke said.

“Yeah, because your family has some serious issues to work out,” I said, smirking.

“Dude, the sexual tension. I’m not a fucking idiot, and neither is the rest of my family. My sister’s off limits to your little escapades,” he said.

“Luke, your sister has a nice rack and all, but I’m not about that,” I said. “Sorry she can’t stop staring at me, not my fault. You know how the ladies are. I warned you about it before we set up this little trip.”

“My sister deserves better than that,” he said.

“What the fuck does that mean?” I asked.

“She deserves someone who’ll settle down with her and support her dreams. Not some guy who sticks his dick in everything, sticks around for a bit, tells her whatever the fuck she wants to hear, then leaves.”

“I don’t do that shit,” I said.

“That shit’s all you know. And it’s fine, I don’t care about it. But, my sister deserves better than that. That’s all I’m saying,” he said.

“And what if your sister doesn’t want that?” I asked.

“Stay away from my fucking sister,” Luke said.

“I hear you, man. I’m just saying, I see your family constantly dictating what they feel is right for your sister, and it’s obviously pissing her off,” I said.

“I know. Mom wants her to marry rich, and Dad wants her to take over his stupid company. But, I’m not pushing her to do something that’s not good for her. I’m making sure she gets what she deserves,” he said.

“Funny. I think your parents tell themselves the same thing,” I said.

“There you two are!” Darlene exclaimed. “I was looking for you two.”

“Hey, Mrs. D,” I said, smiling. I could see the anger in Luke’s eyes, but all I did was wink at him. This family had a weird way of trying to dictate Amber’s life, and if there was anything I could do, I could at least bring it to their attention.

“Tyler, you’re a good-looking boy. You seeing someone during this business venture?” she asked. “I can’t seem to get Luke to understand that he can date as well as pursue his career.”

“Not really. I’m just playing the field,” I said.

“Mom. Stop,” Luke said.

“Now, Luke,” I said mockingly. “That’s not very nice. Let your mother speak.”

“Thank you so much, Tyler. My gosh, you’re such a wonderful boy,” she said.

“Well, thank you, Mrs. D,” I said, grinning.

“How much do the two of you make a year with this business, anyway? It must be decent, especially if you two are going to be expanding,” Mrs. D said as she came to the table with her coffee.

“Mom. Seriously. Stop. You’re not hooking up Amber with Tyler,” he said.

“And why in the world would you think I was doing something like that? There are a couple of girls at church that could use a good man like Tyler here,” she said.

“Oh, did you hear that, Luke? Church girls,” he said, smirking.

“So, just give me the ballpark,” Mrs. D said.

“Well, if you take out the costs I pay out of pocket to operate some things, it’s around—”

“Morning, you guys.”

Amber came walking around the corner into the kitchen, and my eyes automatically flew to her. She looked like she was dressed to sit on the couch and watch television all day, and I saw Mrs. D balk at what she was wearing.

“You are not going Christmas shopping like that,” Mrs. D said.

“It’s either this or I go home and go back to bed,” she said.

“What happened to that cute little Christmas sweater I bought you last year? The one with the snow girl on it?”

“You want me to wear an ugly Christmas sweater that has a snowman with boobs on it?” she asked.

“Do the boobs sit on your boobs? Because that could be a funny sweater,” I said,

“Shut up, Tyler,” Luke said as he tried to kick me underneath the table.

“Oh, my gosh! Tyler. You are too funny,” Mrs. D said, giggling.

“Seriously. Are we going shopping or not?” Amber asked.

“Well, if that’s the only way I can have you today, then I suppose it’ll do,” Mrs. D said.

My eyes caught Amber’s, and she cleared her throat before she looked away. I could feel Luke’s stare on the side of my face, and he nailed my shin underneath the table.

“Ow. What, dude?” I asked.

“So,” Amber said. “Where are we headed?”

“Well, I’ve got a few places in mind. I haven’t started my shopping yet, so we’ll probably be out for a little while. And I have a feeling as to what I’ll be getting you for Christmas,” Mrs. D said.

“More snowman cleavage shirts?” she asked.

“Really, just clothes in general,” Mrs. D said.

“Oh, she looks fine. You should take it as a compliment to how you raised her, Mrs. D. She’s so confident in herself she doesn’t give a shit about what other people think of her. It’s a confidence not found in women today,” I said.

I caught Amber’s stare again, and it had softened slightly. I could’ve sworn I saw the shadow of a grin tick her cheeks, and I nodded in her general direction before I picked up my coffee mug and brought it back to my lips.

“Well, it wouldn’t kill her to take a bit of pride in her appearance,” Mrs. D said.

“Says the mother who bought me a shirt that has a booby little snowman on it,” Amber said.

“Would you please quit saying that word?” Mrs. D asked.

“Tyler said ‘shit’ earlier, but I can’t say boobs?” she asked.

“He’s not my child. You are,” she said. “Now, come on. Apparently, I need to get you some soap for that mouth, too.”

Amber’s groan made me chuckle as I turned my gaze back to furious Luke. His face was flushed, and his shoulders were pulled back, and I could tell I had really pissed him off with my interactions with his sister.

It was kind of funny since she was struggling as much as I was.

“Remember what we talked about, dude. I know too much,” he said.

“What was that?” Mrs. D asked.

“Okay. Mom, you ready to go?” Amber asked, hurrying her mom away.

“Yes, yes. We need to get an early start. Now, you boys behave today, alright? We will see you for dinner,” Mrs. D said.

Luke bid them goodbye, but all I did was stare. He was genuinely upset at the attention I was paying his sister, and he got up to see his sister and mother out the door. Obviously, I wasn’t hiding this as well as I thought I was, which was going to make this a lot harder.

I wasn’t leaving LA without feeling those legs wrapped around me again.

I just didn’t know how I was going to accomplish that without Luke getting any more suspicious.