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“You don’t have to thank me. I want to be there for you.”

“Yeah, but we were going to have fun, and now, I’m crying.”

I kissed her hand as we slowly headed back toward the party. “There’ll be time for that later.”

“I’m going to take you up on that.”

“You’d better,” I said, squeezing her ass just before we got back inside.

Maybe I hadn’t gotten to live out my desk fantasy, but I’d gotten something better. As much as I loved our sex life, I wanted to know every single thing about her. Now more than ever, I wanted to be a part of her life. Because with one tear-streaked look, she had claimed me completely.

19

Whitton

“Colton, get in here,” I called from my desk on Monday morning.

He toed the door open and shuffled across the floor as if he were walking to his death sentence. “What?”

Oh, poor surly teenager.

“Where’s my coffee?”

“Probably still in the pot.”

My eyes caught his. Defiance was in his irises.

My assistant had messaged me privately to say that Colton was in a “mood” today. I knew exactly why he was acting like this. Consequences to his actions from this weekend. But it wasn’t fair to take it out on my assistant or me because he’d fucked up.

“Do you think this is going to make anything better?”

He shrugged and slumped into the chair in front of my desk. “I don’t know.”

“What happened after I left?”

He crossed his arms over his chest and stared out the windows. “Got yelled at. Then, Dad drove me and my friends home and spoke to everyone’s parents.”

Yeah, that sounded right. “How’d that go over?”

“Everyone’s grounded.”

“You were all drunk and going to drive. I don’t know what you expected.”

“Dad told me if I fucked up again, then I wasn’t going back home.”

I winced. Ah, there it was.

So, if he got in trouble again, then he wasn’t going to get to return to the city. I hadn’t known the details of the arrangement he had with Jensen. I’d assumed that he was in Lubbock for good after getting arrested. But if he was only here for the summer, the threat of not going back to New York at all would explain how pissed off he was.

“Have you considered not fucking up again?”

Colton rolled his eyes at me. “What else is there to do in this town?”

“The soccer league is starting back up.”

Colton’s head popped up. “The Tacos? The team your girl is on?”

“The one.”