Maybe a summer can change everything.

Luke

Hazel is fucking beautiful, and I know that is probably what all boyfriends say after their girlfriends have given them a hand job. But I meant it.

"Oh god. You two get a room." York says getting up and giving Hazel a kiss on the forehead and telling her goodnight.

"So did you tell anyone what happened or where I was?" She ask lacing her fingers through mine an getting in my lap.

"York told your uncle and he covered for you with your aunt." I tell her knowing she was going to ask sooner  or later.

"Thank you." She says looking down at our then pushing a piece of hair out of her face.

"Your welcome, but what for?" I ask not remembering if I did anything to deserve a thank you.

"I don't know I guess being here." She says now lacing her finger through my other hand.

"Baby no need to thank me." I tell her leaning in to kiss her. As I pull away I notice something outside the window in the kitchen, in order to distract her I kiss her one more time.

"So what do you want to do?" I ask as we pull away from each other. Just watching her makes me hard again and the way she is straddling me does not make it any easier.

"I don't know, what do you want to do?" She ask looking down and back at me and then down again.

"What's wrong?" I ask seeing the figure outside again move in the darkness.

"Nothing ... It's just .... Nevermind." She rambles getting off my lap and sitting next to me. But so close that our thighs are touching, even though she is still holding my hand it's like I have lost the feeling of her body against mine.

"Come on you can tell me ... anything." I tell her pulling her legs up into my lap and rubbing her thighs.

"It's just how could my mom do that to me." She says shaking her head and closing her eyes.

"And how am I going to pay York back." She says with her eyes closed.

"Calm down, baby." I tell her still rubbing her thighs.

"I know." She says opening her eyes and giving me a small smile.

"What do you want to do?" She says changing the subject.

"You hungry?" I ask because my stomach is growling.

"I mean I eat all the time, but no I am not hungry." She says standing up and reaching her out her hand to me.

"Well I am." I tell her standing and leading her to the kitchen.

"What do you want?" She ask opening the door and grabbing a water.

"You." I tell her rubbing her arms from behind her.

"I meant to eat." She says turning into me and closing the door.

"So did I." I tell her leaning down to kiss her.