Worth the Chase (18 page)

“Chase is your boy?” my father asked, and my eyes almost bugged out my head.
Please don’t let this go downhill
, I thought to myself as I looked around for Chase. With all the hugging our hands had come unlinked.

“Yea, that’s my boy. Is that an issue?” Mr. Winchester stepped up to the plate right as my Uncle Jared and Devon rounded the counter, entering the foyer. He was almost as tall as my dad, and I noticed almost immediately that Chase and he shared the same eyes.

“You’re aware that your son is dating my daughter, and that if anything happens to her, I will−.”

“Dad!” I screeched.

“You’ll what?” Mr. Winchester shoved against my father’s chest and instantly Uncle Devon and Jared reached for their guns. God, this was going to be the worst Thanksgiving
ever
if shit didn’t turn around right now!

“Oh would you two just stop! They’re our kids, now stop acting like you have a pair of balls when we all know you lost those the day you got married. Tuck your tails and get moving because I’m hungry,” Mrs. Winchester chimed in just as Chance entered the house carrying a dish. I watched as Chase went over to him, peeking into the dish after whispering something in his ear. Her comment must’ve been somewhat funny because my father’s death glare turned to humor within seconds while Chance pushed Chase away.

“You’re right,” Dad said to Chase’s mom, “Where would we be without the women we love?” he questioned Mr. Winchester as he slapped him on the back.

“I don’t know about you, but I’d probably still be chasing that one, begging for a second chance,” Mr. Winchester retorted, a twinkle in his eye forming in the same fashion that Chase’s eyes did more often now than when I first met him.

My chest heaved in relief just as Chase appeared back by my side, wrapping an arm around my waist. He looked down at me and I swore I could no longer see the boy who I hated. He no longer existed, he had been replaced by a man who had stolen my heart without me even realizing it until I had fallen so far down the rabbit hole with him, there was no way out.

“That could’ve been a bloodbath,” he joked.

“Something you’d find in those romance novels of your mom’s you like to read so much.” I nuzzled into his side more as we shared a private moment.

“Oh, well I don’t need to read hers anymore since you got a pretty big collection yourself,” Chase fired back as we all headed for the dinner table. As we sat down one by one, I noticed my mother had added a smaller table to the end of the big table and all the younger kids were now sitting there.

We held one another’s hands as we bowed our heads, my mother leading grace as she always did. It was then, as she talked about how thankful she was this Thanksgiving that I realized though Chase and mine’s journey had been hard getting here, it was beyond worth it.

As grace ended and we waited for each dish to be passed around the table, I felt Chase’s hand cover my own underneath the table. The coolness of a metal being placed on my ring finger grabbed my attention from the interactions of our families to our now entwined hands. Light from the chandelier hanging above us shone against the Bernardine stones embedded into the white gold band.

“Wha−what is this, Chase?” Though our families sat around us, they were completely engrossed in their own conversations that no one was paying us much attention.

“It’s not that, you can ease up on the death grip you have on my hand. I like breathing, I would never think of asking you that unless I had already talked to your father about it first,” Chase spoke slowly, allowing me to take in every word as laughter and chatter surrounded us.

“Okay, then what is this?” I swallowed, and I swear that one movement could’ve alerted the whole table had they not been talking so very loudly.

“This is a promise, Gianna. A promise that means I’ll chase down my dreams, so that I can always be worthy of someone like you. It’s a promise that says I’ll push you to do the same so that you can become the woman you desire to be. It’s a promise to you that I’m never going anywhere unless you’re by my side.” The happiness inside of me could not be contained. I didn’t care that my dad and uncles all had their guns strapped somewhere on them, or the fact that we were surrounded from every angle. All I cared about was that this right here was a moment, our moment.

I stood up, Chase following suit and dived, right into his arms as my eyes connected with his. I could see the emotion roaring in them, crashing against my soul like an out of control wave merging with the sand.

I wanted a love that burned and consumed me. A love that was everlasting, far more than just a vow. A love like both of our parents, and aunts and uncles, and I could see that type of love, it was right within grasp, blooming right before me, within me and through me for Chase Winchester.

I kissed him harder and he squeezed me tighter as I promised him that kind of love, that kind of fight with each kiss I placed upon his lips.

They say sometimes you have to chase after what you want, well I was done chasing. I had him and he had me, I wasn’t running anymore unless it was straight into his arms.

Four months later, Spring Break –Chase

I knew better than to be sneaking down the halls of the King family home, but I couldn’t resist the chance to see Gia again, or to feel her nails rake against my skin as I slammed my cock into her.

Spring break had come fast, I could hardly believe how much things had changed in the past months that Gia and I had committed ourselves to one another. We no longer slept separately, I moved downstairs into the basement and Taylor moved upstairs into my old room. We transformed the now empty basement room into a reading nook for Gia with a massive bookshelf handmade by me that had intricate designs handcrafted into the wood.

Of course Simon never pressed charges, I guess whatever Mr. King said to him changed his mind rather quickly. We still see him around, though, but we all try our best to avoid one another.

When fall semester grades came out, Gia found out she was in fact at the top of her class. Shortly after, she started receiving numerous offers for internships, her top choice already holding a spot for her after graduation.
Me?
Well, I got a call two months after Thanksgiving break from a master carpenter asking if I wanted to be a part of his union crew after I graduated. Looks like I didn’t need that roadmap after all, my future was already being written out just like Jacobs told me it would be. As for Taylor and Chance, let’s just say their story is still being written out.

The floor creaked beneath my feet, so I slowed down a bit, forcing my breaths to come in slower. We had left school earlier today for AJ’s wrestling championship and it had been ten hours since the last time I was inside of Gia. I was already going through withdrawals, my mind drifting to the next time I could be in her. I guess that explained why I was sneaking down the hall to her bedroom with her father within hearing distance. That and the fact that she had texted me to come to her room at 1:30 AM.

I took a step forward, following the steps that Gia had told me to take earlier in the day to get to her room without hitting the creaks in the floorboards. I had never expected my girl to be so naughty and devious, but she was. Sneaking out of her room at odd times of the night, giving her dad a heart attack every time I was sure.

The sound of a door opening at the end of the hall caused my eyes to lift. I could see the cast of her shadow across the floor as she peeked outside the door to see if I was still coming. I smirked, my cock growing tighter in my knitted flannel sleep pants. Just a few more steps and her warmth would be surrounding me.

Her eyes shifted to mine as I reached her and even in the darkness I could see the desire to have me moving inside of her present.

“I missed you,” I whispered softly against her lips, just as the softness of her breasts pushed against the hardness of my chest.

“I missed you too.” She placed her lips to my own, and in a matter of seconds the kiss deepened. Our teeth clashed together while our tongues mingled with one another’s. The feeling of her beneath my fingertips was so intense a deep groan had somehow managed to erupt from my chest.

“Hush.” She shushed me while biting my bottom lip hard. The pain was slight and caused my cock to throb. She would pay for that bite, oh fucking boy would she pay for that bite.

One of my hands found her mound as I reached under her lace camisole night shirt, heading straight to her core. “I’m going deep sea diving tonight, so deep I won’t be able to tell our bodies apart,” I spoke, my voice gruff from being so turned on.

A hazy fog of lust swirled around me, enrapturing us in our own private moment. I hadn’t even realized we were still outside of her bedroom and I had her slammed against the wall with my hand in her panties, let alone the fact that I had failed to hear the door opening further down the hall, which could only mean one thing.

Her father.

“I’m going to suggest only once that you head back to the room your things are in, Chase.” Mr. King’s voice was like a douse of cold water on my hard cock as he came to a halt only a few feet away from us. I couldn’t even muster up a response other than to groan in frustration as I released Gia, a giggle escaping her throat.

“Not in my house, son.” He smiled as if he had just brought down an entire drug ring right as I stepped away from her.

“Gah, Dad! How freaking embarrassing!” Gia’s voice traveled down the hallway as I headed to my own bedroom.

I may have been cock blocked by my girlfriend’s father, but at least we hadn’t been caught in the act again, and the fact that I had lived to talk about both events didn’t hurt either.

I climbed into bed with a still somewhat hard cock and fought sleep as I thought about all the different ways I could’ve taken Gia tonight until it dawned on me that I had forever to do that.

Just as I found myself drifting off to sleep, my bedroom door creaked open and not even a minute later a warm body was pressed against mine.

“You’re going to get me killed,” I whispered into her hair. That scent that I now knew I could not live without surrounded me as she snuggled into my side.

“Wouldn’t I be worth it?” Gia asked, looking up at me with those coffee bean eyes as our hands connected. I could feel the coolness from the ring I had placed on her finger four months ago, and as I twisted the ring around her finger I couldn’t wait until this promise became a vow, and this ring was replaced by a different one.

“You’d be more than worth it.” The words left my lips effortlessly and I knew the moment that they did, no truer words had ever been spoken. I wanted a future with her, I wanted to build our life together as if it were a precious piece of wood being made into something that would always be a part of this earth.

“Chase, I lo−,“ I held her tighter, knowing she didn’t need to say the words, because I knew what they were even before they left her mouth, “I know. I love you too, Gianna.”