Tangled Up In You (A Savioe Family Novel)

by Atkinson, Ginny

  “Mom. You look beautiful and you know it.” I let out an exasperated sigh. She took my hint and walked out the door. I quickly shut it before she could change her mind and grabbed her arm steering her toward everyone.

  “Is his mother nice?” She whispered.

  “Yes, she is. Reminds me a bit of grandma just not nutty.” We entered the living room. I saw Charles eyes widen in surprise when he saw my mother! He nudged Beau and nodded toward us. I smiled at them. “Everyone this is my mom Jamie. Mom. The one with his mouth hanging open is Charles. The guy next to him is Beau. The little guy in blue with the freckle on his lip is Dev and the other one is Remi.”

  “Oh! So that’s how you told us apart!” Remi smacked his forehead and nodded. He then glared at his brother mumbling. “I didn’t know you had a freckle there.”

  “I didn’t either.” Dev said looking down his nose curling his lip up to try to see it.

  Mom waved hello at everyone and headed into the kitchen. Beau kicked Charles when he noticed his brother had turned in the chair and was watching her walk away. “What? She’s hot! A MILF for sure.”

  “Dude, that’s my mom.” I disgustedly shook my head.

  “And she is a total babe. How old was she when she had you like seventeen? Cause she doesn’t really look old enough to have a kid your age.” He excitedly rambled.

  “She had just turned twenty seven when she had me.”

  As I entered the kitchen, I heard him gasp. “Coo! Dat mean she like forty tree? Damn!”

  I shook my head at him and nudged Marie. “I’m going to strangle your brother if he doesn’t stop ogling my mom.”

  She laughed almost spitting out her drink. “Charles?”

  “Yup.”

  She rolled her eyes. “Somehow that doesn’t surprise me. Your grandmother is a trip by the way. I don’t think I’ve laughed this much in years.”

  “Yeah, I love hanging around her.” I glanced over to the dining room and saw that the doors were closed. “Um… why are the doors closed?”

  “I don’t know. Your father closed them after my dad left to find the bathroom.”

  My eyes closed to hide my horror. “Shit. I guess I had better try to rescue Luke after all.” I walked over to the closed sliding doors and tilted my head to see if I could hear anything beyond them. Not a sound was made. I bit my lip nervously and slowly cracked the door to peer inside the room.

  Luke was seated at the bar. My father was standing behind it leaning forward quietly talking to him. Every now and then Luke would tense up. I cringed and slipped inside shutting the door behind me. Neither one of them heard me enter. I tiptoed closer to see if I could hear any of what was being said.

  “Ah there she is! Roxy, you have yourself a fine young man here.” My father winked at me before leaving the room.

  I stood next to the table gaping after my father. “What was that about?”

  Luke stood up and walked up behind me. “He asked me a few questions. Typical dad stuff. I guess he liked my answers.”

  He stood just inches from me. I could feel the heat from his body on my back. I closed my eyes and chewed on my lip to keep myself from leaning against him. His breath flitted across my neck sending goose bumps cascading down my body. Those soft lips barely touched the sensitive spot behind my ear. With a small whisper of a moan, I gave up my fight and rested back against his lean muscled chest. His arms wrapped around me pulling me tighter against him. My heart pounded in my chest. I don’t know if it was from his touch or the fact our families were just on the other side of the door or a mixture of both.

  I turned around in his arms and pulled his head down so I could capture those teasing lips. My tongue delved into his mouth and dueled with his. I could not get enough of him. With another moan, I ran my hands into his hair and scraped my nails against his scalp eliciting a grunt from him. I smiled against his mouth and took a step back. “Sorry, I’ve wanted to do that since you showed up with that sexy new hair.”

  He grabbed hold of the back of one of the table chairs and let out a ragged groan. His head tilted upward as he squeezed the chair. “I wanted to run up to you like Remi did and just well… your dad would not have appreciated what I would have done to you.”

  I swallowed hard and took a step back. “I had better open the doors before they think we are… well you know.” I slid open the door to find my grandmother smirking at me.

  “They are all in the living room. I told them I’d keep an eye on you. Have fun?” She handed me a few bowls to set on the table. “Oh, I’m just teasing you. I know you couldn’t have done anything more than kiss. It’d take you at least twenty minutes to peel out of those jeans.”

  “Amá sání!” I exclaimed my face turning at least twenty different shades of red as I walked back into the dining room and placed the bowls on the table. I winked at Luke and went back to help her.

  *****

  Luke

  After that talk with her father and that mind-blowing kiss, she gave me that made me forget my name the rest of the evening was surprisingly sedate. The twins were on their best behavior and simply adored that Roxy could tell them apart. Charles and Beau finally got around to meeting Lizzy and did not leave her side once during the night. They even sat by her side during dinner. Father and Daniel tried to keep courtroom chatter to a minimal and retired after dinner to Daniel’s study. According to Lizzy, Daniel was going to go burn a stogie and didn’t want to aggravate Roxy’s asthma.

  My mother and Jamie seemed to get along. Apparently, Jamie was just as nervous as Momma was when it came to meeting each other. Marie and Roxy seemed to be inseparable as well which started to piss me off. I think that was the plan because any time I tried to get just a few minutes alone with her. My sister would show up and put a serious damper on things. That was until I noticed Marie and Roxy were actually getting along. Just the little bit of time spent together seemed to bring out the other’s better qualities. Roxy became more outgoing and this one shocked me. Marie acted more like a girl.

  Around nine thirty the twins passed out on the couch. Jamie suggested to my mom that they could sleep in the guest room until everyone was ready to leave. My father, siblings and myself included loved that idea. Beau and I helped pick them up and carry them to the spacious room with a trundle bed. After tucking them in and closing the door my mother actually took a drink of whatever my father had. I looked over to Beau who just shrugged.

  Lizzy stretched out where the twins were just vacated from and loudly announced that us kids should go back to Roxy’s rooms and let the adults have fun. Daniel looked over at Roxy and me and gave us that look. The one that said I was to keep my hands to myself at all costs. Jamie elbowed him and whispered in his ear. He looked taken aback and furiously whispered something back to her. She just gave him the same secretive smile I’ve seen Roxy use and shrugged walking off to talk to my mother.

  “Wait rooms? You have more than one room?” Charles asked in confusion.

  “Yeah, I’m an only child. So they tend to baby me. Come on it’s this way.” She sighed and walked down the hall. Marie whispered something in Roxy’s ear that had her giggling. She glanced over her shoulder to look at me her eyes twinkled in amusement.

  “I don’t know if that is a good thing.” Beau placed his hand on my shoulder as we walked down the hall.

  “Have you seen how happy Marie is though? She seems to actually be enjoying herself. Just wished she’d give me oh… thirty minutes alone with my girl.”

  “Thirty my ass. More like five minutes and you’d be done.” Charles laughed and pushed me into Beau.

  “Little shit, does everything have to be sexual with you?” I tried to shove him back only to have Beau stop me.

  “Save it until we get home.” He said keeping his hand on my chest preventing me from going after Charles.

  “Whatever.” I muttered and opened her door. The first thing I saw was her sofa and every little detail of the last time I was in here came rushi
ng back. I sucked in a deep breath and tried to stay my overly excited libido.

  Charles plopped down on her sofa and put his feet up on her coffee table. Roxy narrowed her eyes into small slices of jade and smacked him upside his head. “Get up and sit back down like a normal person. Keep your nasty feet off my table.”

  “Ow! Alright. Geez you didn’t have to hit me so hard.” He rubbed the side of his head and whined. He got up and then slowly sat back down foregoing propping his feet up. Beau snickered at him and took a seat on the floor.

  I sat down at the other end of her sofa. I smirked to myself when I realized was sitting in the same place as I was the other day. I looked over to Roxy and gave her a little wink. “Why don’t we watch a movie?” Her cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink. The pearly whites of her teeth chewed on that lush bottom lip of hers.

  “That’s a great idea.” Marie sat down in between Charles and me. “I want to pick it out.”

  Beau and I groaned. Beau looked over to her and bitched. “Please no. You always pick those stupid chick flicks.”

  “I do not! Fine. Let Charles pick it then.” She sat back with her arms crossed over her chest in a huff.

  Roxy sighed and walked over to her collection. She bent over her heart shaped ass framed perfectly in those tighter than sin jeans. I shifted in my seat and tried to pull my eyes away from that mouthwatering sight. Damn this is the second time tonight that I haven’t been able to control my body’s reaction to her. She shifted from one foot to the other wiggling that tight ass making my mouth drool.

  Marie jabbed me with her elbow. “Down boy.”

  Propping my arm up on the side of the sofa, I leaned my head against my hand and tried to ignore her only to fail miserably. Roxy grabbed a case and placed the movie in the DVD player. She turned the TV on walked over to the wall and dimmed the lights. The TV went black then went into a sepia tone as the studios logo flipped over on the screen. A woman’s mournful moan echoed behind the sound of rumbling thunder before the title appeared.

  “300? I haven’t seen this one yet.” Beau propped his arm on his bended knee still leaning his back against the other side of the sofa.

  “Yeah, it’s got something for everyone. Blood, gore, fighting and topless women for you boys and some serious eye candy for Marie and I.” Roxy laughed from behind the couch. She handed Beau a pillow in case he wanted to get more comfortable on the floor. I unknowingly frowned when her eyes twinkled at the mention of the men in the movie. “I’m surprised you haven’t seen it. It’s been out for forever. They even have a spoof of it out.”

  Charles rolled his eyes. “If it’s not kid approved we don’t get to watch it.”

  “Oooh.” She mumbled behind us.

  My heart started beating faster when I felt her small hand touch the nape of my neck. I looked over my shoulder at her. She was leaning against the arm of the couch, her eyes glued to the screen. Her hip rested behind my elbow lightly touching it sending a ripple of electricity and most of my blood below my waistband. I wrapped my arm around her tiny waist pulling her down into my lap. She let out a high-pitched squeak as she tumbled onto me. I pulled her legs over to my side, her feet landed beside Marie who was already entranced by the graphics of the movie. Roxy rested her head against my shoulder and placed her hand on my chest. With her cradled in my arms, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. She felt so right, so perfect. I could sit here for hours like this with her. My nose brushed against her hair. I could still smell the lingering scent of her coconut shampoo. My lips twitched in a smile as I whispered close to her ear. “Are we really going to watch the movie this time?”

  She gently smacked my chest and glared at me. “I don’t think I’d like an audience if we tried for a repeat performance of last time.”

  I laughed and kissed the top of her head. “We could always go to your room.”

  She sat up turned around those clear green eyes bored into mine. Her hand came up to my cheek gently touching it. “I don’t think that would be a good idea. Things might end up getting a bit out of hand.”

  My eyes widened in shock with the sudden jolt of desire now surging through my body. Is she really saying she’d end up fucking me if we were alone? My errant friend that seemed to rule my actions around her twitched at the visions of us tangled in her bed sheets. “You know I wouldn’t push you into doing anything you’d regret.” I whispered in her ear.

  She let out a husky laugh and purred back at me. “I know. I’m worried that I might attack you once the door is closed and not stop until one of us is begging for mercy.”

  “And that’d be bad… how?” I nervously joked. My hand grabbed hold of her ass slowly rubbing it as I nuzzled her neck.

  She gasped. “Your siblings are right there and our parents are just outside of those doors.”

  A pillow came out of nowhere and hit me against the side of the head. Beau grumbled at us. “I’m trying to watch a movie. So either shut up or just go make-out.”

  “I know. I think I’m going to lose my dinner over here.” Marie made a gagging sound.

  Roxy dropped her head against my shoulder and groaned in embarrassment. “Sorry guys.” She placed a soft kiss on my neck and stood up holding out her hand. I swallowed hard and clasped her outstretched hand. I hope she didn’t notice just how sweaty my palms had become.

  She led me through her bedroom door and closed it behind me twisting the lock. Her small hands ran across my back as she walked around me, her fingernails eliciting a trail of goose bumps. My breath caught in my throat when she pushed at my chest slamming me against the door. Her hands encircled my neck as she pulled me down for a kiss that made my toes curl. Her teeth scraped against my lip extracting a hiss out me. She tasted sweet and tangy and felt better than anything I could have ever imagined. My hands gripped her hips as I lifted her up of the floor. She made a gasping sound as I grabbed her ass to secure her. When those legs wrapped around me every thought I had went out the window. She used her new position to grind against me and fumbled to get her hands under my shirt. I groaned against her mouth when her nails dug into my back. Somehow, she had managed to tug my shirt off. Her tongue was doing this thing against my ear that had my eyes crossing.

  I knew logically that they were on the other side of the door, our parents were at the other end of the house and that this had to stop. There was no way I’d be able to live it down if any of them caught me with my pants down. I reluctantly let go of her when she pushed away from me and set her down on her unsteady legs in front of me. I thought that just maybe she’d be the voice of reason and suggest that we go back in the other room. But no, she just looked at me through hooded eyes and licked her lips. Suddenly nothing on this planet had ever been hotter.

  She started pulling at the bottom of her shirt and glided over to her bed tossing the garment in the floor on her way. It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her to stop, but mini me had different plans. My feet propelled me toward her, the entire time I was trying to talk myself off the ledge. I couldn’t do this, wouldn’t do this, not right now. I needed to get control back.

  “Roxy….” I started when she turned to look at me over her shoulder. I blacked out for a second. My mouth dropped and I tried to unstick my tongue from the roof of my mouth. Yeah, I had seen a few girls naked before even Roxy though given not in person, thank you internet, but nothing had prepared me for seeing her in person. Somehow during my time trying to talk myself out of everything she had wiggled out of those tight pants. She stared at me with those big green eyes in nothing more than a few scraps of black lace that was created only to tease and tantalize even the staunchest man. Every good intention of stopping, every idea about me being the good guy just fizzled at my feet.

  She was all sensual beauty with her olive skin, that tiny waist, those lush hips and… oh god those breasts. She had a body that rivaled Aphrodite and made men stupid. Lord knows I was not immune to it. I took a fumbling step toward her kicking her clothes out of my way. She m
et me halfway and captured my lips, her tiny hands going to my belt buckle.

  “Roxy.” I tried again. I put my hands on her shoulders and instead of grabbing her and pushing her away. My body betrayed me and slid the straps of that flimsy bra off her shoulders. She leaned closer to me, her hands making short work of my belt and the zipper on my pants. Her tongue flicked over my rapid beating pulse at the base of my neck. Those nails skimmed down my chest and abs that were clenching with desire leaving a trail of fire. One of her legs slid between mine and rubbed against the throbbing evidence that I was obviously not using my brain.

  “Lucien.” Her voice was all husky and cloudy with desire. This was not the time to be contemplating doing this but even as the objections broke through my haze of lust, my left hand unhooked her bra and the other tangled in her hair as I sealed my mouth over hers.

  Kissing her had become my drug. I was addicted to the way she knew just how to move her tongue, the amount of teeth she used and just how she’d press that body against mine just right. Most of the other girls I had dated would get lost using too much tongue, not enough or just stand there mouth open like a fish. Roxy didn’t seem to mind that I was a little rough; she even tried to encourage it. I was suddenly impatient. I felt like if I thought anymore about it I would falter, lose my nerve or just stop in fear. Damn, I really did not want to stop. Especially now that her hand had found its way down my pants and delivered feather light caresses down my length. I think mini me would kill me if I pulled the plug on this now.

  She tugged my khakis and boxers down over my ass. I shrugged the pants the rest of the way down and gently laid her down on her rumpled bed. It took some maneuvering but I managed to get my shoes and clothes off without falling on my face. She leaned up on her elbows and bit that bottom lip of hers giving me a hungry look. I crawled on the bed and my brain short-circuited as our bodies touched skin to skin. All she had on were those barely there panties and a dreamy look on her face. I knew even though I was in a haze of ball clenching desire that no one else would ever look as good as she did. No one would be able to compare to this tiny wisp of a girl that made me all twisted and tangled.