“Colt! What are you doing? Get dressed. We have to leave!”
Quickly running over to my bag, I grabbed sweats, a football practice T-shirt and my sneakers. Lauren was damn near almost done dressing as I let out a chuckle. Hearing my phone go off again, I reached for it. I had two missed calls, both from Scott. And three text messages, one from my mom and two from Will.
Mom: Hey darling. Dad and I are leaving early along with Scott and Jessie. We’re gonna drive and get a place in College Station.
Wait. What? My parents were coming to A&M . . . also? Looking back at my phone, I had two text messages from Will.
Will: Hey dude, you might want to think about heading back to A&M this afternoon. Your mom and dad are talking about road tripping it up there.
Will: Code red! Your parents and Lauren’s are headed to A&M. I have no clue what you’re doing . . . well I do but . . .
“Oh no. No. No. No,” I said as I quickly threw everything into my bag. Lauren and I were both running around the room like maniacs. “What’s wrong?” Lauren asked as she stopped right in front of me.
“My parents are leaving with your parents and heading to A&M.”
A look of horror crossed over Lauren’s face. “What? Why now? Why all of sudden do they want to know where we live or what we do? I mean they bought the house! They’ve seen it.”
My phone buzzed in my hand. “Hello?”
“Hey, darling.”
Hitting the speakerphone I said, “Hey, Mom. What’s up?”
“Your father and I are on the ferry with Scott and Jessie. We are heading to College Station. I know it will be late by the time we get there, probably around eight or eight thirty, but let’s plan on dinner, okay?”
My eyes widened as Lauren slowly shook her head and whispered, “We need to leave.”
Holding up my hand and motioning for Lauren to calm down, I said, “Hey, Mom. Y’all aren’t staying in Port A? What’s wrong? Did the party break up?”
Chuckling, my mother said, “Jessie and I want to see y’all. Besides, we hardly got to see you and Lauren before you both cried projects and homework and took off.”
“So you’re on the ferry?” I asked as my hands started sweating and I imagined what Scott would do to me when he found out I had stopped at a hotel and had sex with his daughter.
“Yeah, we are about to cross and head that way. Y’all are back, right? You left before noon.”
Closing my eyes, I said a silent prayer we could pull ahead of our parents. Luke and Libby had decided to get married early in the morning and have the reception right after. Since they were working on the schedule of the baby. Lauren and I left the reception around eleven and it was now almost four. We wouldn’t be back to A&M until almost eight.
“Yep, we are. Um . . . hey, Mom, I need to let you go. Y’all be careful driving and see you around eight.”
“Sounds good. Love you.”
“Love ya too, Mom.”
Hitting End, Lauren and I stared at each other with blank expressions. “Our parents are on their way to A&M?”
Raising my eyebrows, I said, “Yep. And they think we’re already there.”
Turning and heading to the door, Lauren called out, “You better drive like you’ve never driven before.”
Walking up behind her, I pushed the door closed as she went to open it. Turning her head, she gave me a confused look. “What’s wrong?”
Dropping my bag, I grabbed her shoulders and turned her around. Pushing her against the door, I smashed my lips against her lips. Lauren dropped her stuff and wrapped her arms around me. The next thing I knew, her legs were wrapped around me and she was grinding on my hard dick.
Pulling her lips away, she dropped her head against the door. “Colt, I’m going to come. God, what are you doing to me?”
I watched the flush move across Lauren’s cheeks as she fell apart. I wanted nothing more than to fuck her against this door, but I knew she was sore and we had zero time to be doing this.
Slowly lowering her down, I pushed her blonde hair from her face. “Will that keep you satisfied until later?”
Lauren’s eyes were intense as they searched my face. “I think so.”
After checking out of the hotel, we got in my truck and headed to A&M. The drive back was amazing. It was like old times with Lauren and I talking, laughing and enjoying each other.
Lauren cleared her throat and said, “So, maybe we should talk about the elephant in the truck?”
Quickly peeking at her, I tried to keep my out of control heart from racing so fast. “What do you mean?”
