For the Night: Complete Box Set (75 page)

‘Mr. Beresford I …’

‘No! It’s my turn to speak,’ Dad interrupted,
setting his half empty mug down on the table, looking seriously pissed off.
‘Did you ever have unprotected sex before you were with Summer?’

‘No, Sir. And I got tested before we became a
couple.’

‘Have you slept with any clients since you’ve been
seeing her?’

‘Not since we agreed to be friends to see how it
went.’

‘How long were you offering your services out
for?’

‘Five years.’

‘Why did …’

‘Dad! This isn’t an interrogation. Lucas doesn’t
have to answer these very personal questions. It’s in the past and
trust me
,
you’re not thinking of one single question that I didn’t think of and ask
myself and he answered all of them, to my satisfaction. I wouldn’t be sitting
here now if I didn’t trust in him, or in his feelings for me. I went looking
for him, I booked him, if you’re going to look down on him, then you’re looking
down on me as well. He’s been nothing but honest, respectful, loving and
protective of me since the day we started this. See that scar on his forehead?
He got that when he thought I was in danger from Daron bloody Beck who’s been
harassing us with messages, threatening to publicise how we met. He even
followed us to Paris, Lucas got really hurt trying to make sure I was ok. I
won’t have you question his integrity anymore. The fact that he’d risk his life
for mine should tell you everything that you need to know. I love him, and
nothing you say will change that.’

‘Don’t blame me for wanting to protect you either,
Summer. You may be some hot shot out there in the real world, but in here,
you’re still our little girl,’ Dad bit back. ‘The girl we found crying on the
floor with that monster attacking her. The girl who spent weeks in her room too
scared to come out, who sobbed herself to sleep every night breaking your
mother and my hearts. We swore then that we’d never let you get hurt again, so
don’t you
dare
question why I need to be one hundred percent sure that I
can trust the man who’s currently holding your fragile heart in his hands,
because the man who does that, holds both of ours in there as well.’

‘I’ll answer any question you want to ask, Sir,’
Lucas said quietly. I wiped my tears away, taking another tissue from him, as I
stared at my bare feet on Mum’s new cream carpet. She hadn’t said a word. Dad
had done all the talking, I had no idea what was running through her mind. I
looked up surprised when I heard her voice.

‘No you won’t, Lucas. If it was any other man
sitting on that sofa now, we wouldn’t be having such an in depth and very
personal discussion, because we’d have thrown them out, but Charles has always
been an excellent judge of character. He knew when we first saw you, at that
premiere, that you were in love with our daughter. Anyone who sees you together
knows it too. After we officially met you, last year, he told me that Summer
had picked a good one. Because you did something in the past that may not be
what we’d have approved of, doesn’t change your feelings for her, nor hers for
you. If Summer can look past this, then so can we. She doesn’t give her
affections lightly, certainly not her heart. All we want is for our daughter to
be happy and you’ve made her so happy, Lucas.’

‘Thank you,’ I whispered as I looked at her, my
eyes overflowing again.

‘Thank you Mrs. Beresford,’ nodded Lucas, as he
pulled out another tissue for me.

‘I have one thing left to say,’ Dad stated, as he
pulled himself to the edge of his seat. ‘Emily’s right, if Summer’s happy then
we need to put this behind us. But rest assured if you ever do anything to hurt
her, I’ll devote every minute of my waking life making you as miserable as
you’ll have made her. Are we clear?’

‘Perfectly, Sir. I’m not proud of my choices in
the past, but your daughter is such an amazing woman to see past that and see
me for the man that I am. The man who intends to devote every minute of his
waking life to making her as happy as she’s made me.’

‘Then I say we leave this in the past, where it
belongs. You may need to give us both some time to adjust to this revelation,
but we will. I’m still not clear why you felt the need to tell us this at all?
You could have kept quiet and we’d have been none the wiser.’

‘Daron Beck was going to expose Lucas’s past to
the newspapers, Dad. I didn’t want this hanging over our heads, with the
possibility of it coming to light in the future, so I decided that it was
better to be upfront and take the hit now. I’m holding a press conference
tomorrow. An expert public relations team have come up with my statement, they
think detailing what Anthony tried to do and how it affected me will soften the
news. We’re going to disappear for a while until things calm down and we know
if I’ve been let go from the film.’

‘You didn’t perform with men did you?’ Dad shot at
Lucas.

‘What?!’ he exclaimed. ‘No!’

‘So how does this Daron know about your history?’

‘Dad, it’s a really long story,’ I sighed.

‘He hooked up with an ex client who had a thing
for me,’ Lucas shrugged.

‘Or not so long,’ I corrected myself, as I looked
over at Dad with a shrug of my own.

‘And what are you doing about it? Are you going to
let him off scot-free? This could ruin your career,’ Dad stated.

‘I know it could, Dad, but Lucas is more important
to me. And no, he won’t get off, in fact by investigating who was behind this
we’ve discovered some rather sordid things,’ I confirmed. Dad started firing a
load of questions, which Lucas took over answering. I caught Mum’s eye and she
flicked her head out towards the kitchen. I hesitated, but Dad had moved on to
attacking Daron, Lucas would seem positively saintly in his eyes now. I closed
the kitchen door behind me and turned around to find Mum with her arms wide
open. I ran into them and cried on her shoulder. I needed to stop crying, I’d
be on live TV in the morning looking like shit. I needed to look happy, to show
that I had no shame for what I’d done, or it would make it worse.

‘I’m so sorry for disappointing you, Mum.’

‘Sssshhh. Don’t talk nonsense. Your dad’s just
being overprotective. It isn’t the career we’d have chosen for a future
son-in-law, but it is what it is. You haven’t disappointed us, you could never
disappoint us. We brought you up to work hard, to be honest and to trust your
heart, and you have, on all counts. It’s obvious that Lucas would die rather
than let anyone hurt you Summer. Your dad knows that deep down. It was just a
bit of a shock that’s all. But I feel better knowing my baby has a man that
adores her, to keep her safe for me.’

‘I love you,’ I whispered, as I hugged her
tightly.

‘I love you, too. Wait until you have your own
children, you’ll understand why your dad reacted the way he did.’

Lucas

‘Summer?’ I was sitting in the armchair by the
roaring fire, a glass of whiskey in my hand, feeling replete after she’d cooked
me a delicious meal. I felt sad that we had to return to London tomorrow. We’d
had a blissful two weeks in the house in Scotland. Our own little secluded
paradise, away from whatever was happening back home. We’d left our parents
with the landline number in the event of an emergency, but otherwise we’d said
we didn’t want to be contacted and we’d turned off our mobile phones as well
and avoided the television news and radio. I was so proud of her. The PR team
had felt that it would be better for her to speak with me at her side, to show
us as a united couple. She’d spoken loudly and clearly, with no waver in her
voice at all, though her hand, clutching mine tightly, was trembling. It had
been me that nearly cried as she explained her ordeal with Anthony, from the
moment he tried to kiss her to the moment he’d torn at her clothing as he had
her pinned down. When she described in her own words, what her first time with
me had been like, I completely choked up. There was an audible gasp as she
explained my profession, my former profession, and pretty soon we were being
bombarded with questions. I’d been given a statement to add at the end, which I
did, but without prompting, I’d turned and grasped her face and kissed her,
announcing that if someone was going to make a film about how we met, along the
lines of
Pretty Woman
, we were both free for the roles, on the condition
it wouldn’t be called
Pretty Man
, which had made everyone laugh
.
‘Summer?’
I called again, my brow furrowing as there was no response.

I quickly set my glass down, covered the fire and
took the stairs two at a time, heading for the guest room we were staying in. I
opened the door and my frown was soon replaced by a wicked grin. The room was
filled with burning tea lights and she was propped up in the middle of the bed
with the red bow tied around her chest, barely concealing her seriously
fuckable breasts, and the blue one tied around her waist with the tail ends
drawing my eyes down her stomach, to see she had on a tiny pair of micro lace
knickers, in electric blue, my favourite colour on her.

‘Is it my birthday?’ I enquired, as I raised a
surprised brow.

‘It can be anything you want it to be,’ she
winked. ‘Tonight Lucas Steel, I’m your fantasy. Tell me who you want me to be?’

‘Angel,’ I groaned, as I reached down and squeezed
my painfully stiff cock in my jeans. ‘I have far too many fantasies in this
head of mine to possibly choose just one.’

‘Then I’d better blow out these candles and go to
sleep,’ she sighed, with a teasing smile.

‘No you bloody don’t,’ I retorted, as I quickly
undid the buttons on my shirt. My eyes were in danger of overload, I couldn’t
work out where to look as she lay there so seductively, her skin glowing in the
soft light. I tossed my shirt on the floor and she left out a throaty whimper
as her eyes skimmed up and down my torso, making me smile. She always got
turned on by the sight of my body, as much as I did hers. ‘I think tonight, I’d
just like to make love to you, after all the kink and hard fucking we’ve done
the last two weeks,’ I replied, undoing my jeans as fast as I could.

‘
Just
make love? Lucas, your idea of making
love is apparently some men’s idea of a marathon mind blowing session, from
what Mandy tells me,’ she laughs. ‘But I’m all for however you want me, you
never let me go unrewarded.’

‘And I never will,’ I nodded, as I shoved my jeans
and boxers down in one go, my cock springing free and jerking in response to
the way she was looking. It was like a shark that had scented blood in the
water, desperate to go in for the kill. ‘Angel, your happiness is my main
priority in life.’

‘Yours is mine too,’ she replied, her eyes
glittering with love, which crushed my heart, as I crawled up the bed, hovering
on all fours over her.

‘You don’t even need to try,’ I murmured as I let
my lips graze hers, taking a moment to breathe her in. She always smelled of
honey, strawberries and that sweet,
sweet
scent of arousal, that had me
wanting to sink into her every second of every damn day. ‘I’m happy just
looking at you, seeing you smile, feeling your fingers brushing against mine,
holding your hand, watching you sleeping, eating, talking, laughing. The only time
I’m not happy, angel, is when you’re not in my line of sight. I ache for you
when we’re apart, I feel like I’m slowly dying until I see those beautiful blue
eyes of yours again, then you kiss me and bring me back to life.’

‘
Lucas,
’ she sighed, her eyes watering up
as she clasped her hands behind my neck and pulled me a fraction closer, close
enough to kiss me properly, her soft warm tongue caressing mine as her lips
sent jolts of pleasure firing through my body. How had this woman got to me so
badly? I’d wanted her the second I laid eyes on her, each day I thought I
couldn’t possibly love her more, but with the dawn of a new one I was proved
wrong. These two weeks together, all alone, could have had some couples
desperate to get away from each other for a break, not us. It brought us
closer, if that were even possible. I could stay with her in our bubble of
bliss forever. I kissed her back with more urgency, my need for her threatening
to drown me. As her passionate kisses threatened to have me blow my load all
over her stomach, I pulled away, working my way up and down her sensitive neck
and across her shoulder, as her fingers tangled in my hair, her breathy moans
making my chest puff with unimaginable pride.

‘Angel, I’m so in love with you, you fill my damn
head all the time, I can’t breathe without you.’

‘Then never leave me, or we’d both die, because I
feel exactly the same.’

‘O God,’ I groaned, her affirmation that she was
as badly affected by me, as I was by her, just slayed me. I moved to kiss her throat,
planting firm kisses down the centre of her chest, before capturing the ends of
the red bow in my teeth and tugging until it came undone, slithering away from
her body, unveiling those gorgeous pert breasts of hers with their pink,
swollen nipples. I immediately wrapped my lips around one, flicking it with my
tongue, feeling her body writhe underneath mine as her grip on my hair grew
stronger. I nipped, then tugged, pulling it between my teeth as my hand reached
up to knead the other breast. Her nipples were hard and erect now, her whimpers
filling my ear. I swear I could make her come if I stayed here a little longer,
but her sweet cunt was calling to me and I couldn’t deny the urge to bury my
face between her legs and lick her to an explosive climax. I ran my hand down,
cupping her sex over the top of the blue lace, pressing firmly, feeling how
swollen she was for me.