Fighting For Family: Summer and Jordan

Chapter Two

Jordan

This girl, my girl, she sure is crazy, but in a hot way. How I keep up with her is beyond me. We spent the entire day together, rock climbing in the indoor park, riding horses and when I mean riding, I mean running because f**k, my ass hurts. And of course, her impromptu b*****b while we were on our way home and damn, I needed to get her inside as quick as possible, because at this rate, I might crash the car and die and what a way to go.

Dylan has been blowing up my phone since the beginning of the meeting with the teachers at the school. Like dude, I get it. It’s important but how important could it be? It’s not like we’re losing our jobs or anything. They would have individual meetings and announcements and everything, right? I don’t get what could be so important that every teacher in the district would be required to attend.

I know, I should have gone but I don’t cancel plans with my girl, never have, never will. She would have understood, hell, she told me to go but I refused. f**k that. I wasn’t made for meetings anyways. It’s why I opted for the teaching position rather than the project manager with Finn at his dad’s business. I know we would rock that crap but a suit and tie every day, crunching numbers? No thank you. Surprisingly, I would rather deal with screaming kids and of course, sports and the egotistical seniors who think they are hot s**t, because watching this past season and the team grow made me want to do it even more, to get them better than before.

I was rushing home so I can get this vixen into the bedroom, or the couch, or kitchen counter, I don’t really care at this point. Her head was bobbing up and down in the darkness of the night, her hand gripping and squeezing my balls as she continued to deepthroat me. Hell, how did she get so damn good at this?

“f**k baby.” I moaned, one hand going into her hair and the other gripping the steering wheel. Don’t crash. Concentrate on the road, “If you don’t stop, I’m not gonna last till we get home.”

She pulled her gorgeous lips from my d**k and smirked as I adjusted myself back into my pants. “Well, we don’t want that, do we?” She winked.

“You’re something else. What would I do without you?”

“Permanent boner.” She laughed. We pulled into the driveway and we both rushed out to the porch. Thank god Finn was at the office tonight because this would be very awkward for him. We don’t want him walking in on us again, but that was a lesson learned. Note to self, lock the downstairs bathroom door.

The door slammed open and we slammed it shut as quick as we could. I kissed her shoulder and her neck, leaving little nips all over her skin as her nails trailed down my arms, leaving little traces of red. Her hands reached for the bottom of my shirt, ripping it over my head, throwing it to the ground as she brought her lips to my chest, kissing down every muscle, her hands trailing down my body, sending shivers throughout every nerve possible with every stroke she did against my muscles.

I grabbed her arms and pulled her up to me and pushed her against the door, grabbing her hands and pinning them above her as I attacked her neck, making her moan and arching her body into mine. God, I can never get enough of her.

“Don’t stop.” She whispered as my head dipped down, closer to her breasts. I took one hand and pulled her shirt down and my mouth attacked her erect n****e, tongue flicking, teasing, sucking as my hands reached down to cup and squeeze them. Her hands gripped my hair, pulling me closer to her chest. We have been like this almost every night for the past six months, ever since I proposed to her at our best friend’s wedding in front of all our friends and family. You would think people would be pissed? Nah. They were actually very supportive.

Knock knock knock

“What the f**k?” I groaned. Pulling my head away from Summer. “Who the hell could be knocking at the door at nine at night?”

“Who the hell cares.” She panted, “Put your face back in my chest or I’m going to go take care of myself without you.” She glared at me and I pretended to gasp and be hurt.

“You wouldn’t…” I said placing a hand on my chest like it hurt. I mean, I wouldn’t give a rat’s ass if she did take care of herself when she wanted to. f**k, I’ll take her to the store and get her any toy she could want with the stipulation we use them together, if you catch my drift. But in this instance I am more than willing to please so she better cut the damn jokes.

“You know I would so you either put that mouth back on my boob and put your hands down my shorts or else I’m running upstairs.” She trailed her fingers through my hair, pulling my face back down to her.

“Don’t mind if I do.” I wiggled my eyebrows and proceeded my assault on her. Sucking, nipping, twirling my tongue, going back and forth between both n*****s. My hands trailed down to her shorts as I started to unbutton them and slowly slide my hand to her warm, wet center.

Knock knock knock

“Open the fuckin door Jordan! I know you’re there! I can hear the moans from the end of the driveway.” Dylan yelled through the door, pounding his fist into it. He was pissed when we changed the locks but to be honest, we did it because Summer was scared, but I put the blame on me. I would never throw her under the bus like that. I don’t know why she was so scared or nervous, but I respected her wishes and change them as she asked, well, demanded. We meant to give them a key but every time we remembered, it was at home and when we were there, we forgot the key.

I groaned and button Summer’s shorts and fixed her shirt for her while she just rolled her eyes. “Did he call you?”

“No and even if he did, I don’t give a s**t. He interrupted me, half chub and he’s going to pay for it.” I fixed my pants, threw my shirt on and swung open the door and met with a drenched Dylan. When the hell did it start raining?

“What?” I crossed my arms and glared at him, “I was kind of busy.”

“You can get laid later. We have a problem.” He said shaking his head. The water droplets landed on my face so I wiped them away, annoyed.

“What problem could we possibly have? Everything is taken care of. Bronson and Shelly are in jail, John or whatever the f**k in his name was, Jo’s almost kind of stepdad person, is wherever the f**k he is. You’re married and living the good life and about to take back of the team in the fall when school starts and ever since I’ve been engaged, I’ve been getting the best s*x of my life…now, if you excuse me, my girl is waiting for me inside.”

“Jordan stop it, you’re being ridiculous, he must have a good reason to be here.” Summer rolled her eyes and stepped around me, “Is Ray okay? Because I told you, you hurt her and I will cut you.” She pointed her finger at him and glared. Damn, she’s sexy when she’s angry and protective.

“You’re so over dramatic and I think you’re rubbing off on Ray.” He rolled his eyes at her, “She’s fine. She’s freaking the f**k out, but she’s fine. But like I said, we have a problem, a pretty big one. I need you both at my house. Now.” He said sternly in his dad voice. I guess he’s been practicing. Lord help the twins when they get older because he just sent shivers of fear down my spine.

“You could have just called.” I groaned as we followed him to his truck. Summer ran past us to try to stay out of the rain as much as she could, but she ended up at the truck before us and of course it was locked, so she was bouncing up and down, waiting. Dylan was being a jerk and didn’t unlock it. He did that s**t all the time and it was aggravating, especially now since he doesn’t have to hear about it later.

“Look at your phone.” He rolled his eyes. I pulled my phone out and seen seven missed calls and fifteen messages from Dylan, Ray, Finn, and Archer.

“What the hell is going on?” I looked through the messages, surprised at the foul language they were all using. Such bad influences.

We got to his car and hopped in as he made his way to his house, not saying a word. I glanced in the mirror at Summer who just shrugged her shoulders and looked out the window. When we pulled into his driveway, it was littered with cars. Finn’s was there and so was Jo’s. Okay, so not littered but you get my point. Everyone was here. Dylan opened the car door and we followed him into his house, flooded with a lot of arguing and crying and not adults crying, babies crying.

The twins are almost eight months old and they have gotten so much better with their tears lately, so to hear them crying like this was surprising. But was even more confusing was a third cry.

“Dude, did you guys have another baby and didn’t tell us?” I questioned as we turned the corner of the living room. Jo was holding Eliana, trying to calm her down while Finn was holding Trey, who was wailing like crazy. Archer was sitting on the couch, his hands snaked through his hair, frustrated. As soon as Trey saw me, he stopped crying, but his lips quivered and he held his hands out to me. I was totally his favorite.

“Come here lil man.” I said, walking over and taking Trey from Finn, “Did uncle Finn give you a scary face again and make you cry?”

“f**k off.” Finn rolled his eyes.

“There are children present!” Ray yelled at him, her back to everyone.

“They’re too young to even know what we say or repeat it.” I argued back.

“Not this one.” She turned around and there she was, holding a child in her arms, gripped her shirt, crying all over her as this kid’s head snuggled into her neck like it was the comfiest thing in the world.

“I was totally kidding about you guys having another kid.” I said holding my hands up.

“Oh she isn’t ours at least not mine.” She glared at Dylan whose face just turned white. What the hell is going on?

“Then whose?” Summer asked, walking closer to the little girl, “What’s her name?”

“Ellie. This is Ellie.”

“And how did you get this cutie?” Summer asked while pinching the little girl’s cheek, her sniffles slowed and she just looked at Summer with her big doe eyes. I looked at her and notice her ocean blue eyes and her tiny nose. The light brown hair. She looked so familiar.

“So, Dylan and I were coming home from a meeting with the principal to discuss the plans for the upcoming year, which by the way, you were supposed to be at!” She glared at me.

“I had previous commitments.” I smirked to Summer, “And those cannot be interrupted.”

“Shut up you s*x fiend.” She rolled her eyes, “Well, anyways, the meeting went a bit later than expected which we need to talk about, it’s important. We got here around six and imagine our fudgin’ surprise when there was a car seat on my porch, with this little girl strapped in it with nothing but the clothes on her body, a blanket tucking her in, a small teddy bear, and this stupid letter.” She threw the letter down and we all just looked at it.

“What does it say?” I asked, my eyes not leaving it.

“I don’t know. She didn’t really explain anything in detail, just that someone here just became a father.” Finn looked scared. I mean, f**k, I was too. This couldn’t be happening.

“She wouldn’t even show me the letter and I’m her best friend.” Archer spoke softly. At this point, he was seventeen and so was Jo. It was not surprise when she found out he hasn’t been a virgin since he was fourteen and that originally scared her, but he assured her he would never pressure her. Good man he is.

Summer went over to the letter and opened it, cleared her throat and read it out loud.

You may not know this, but we shared one night together and this beautiful little girl, Ellie, was the result of that night. I will never forget how your hands felt on my body, how your lips were forever seared into my skin. I will never regret that night but we made a mistake and Ellie was a result of that night.

I couldn’t do it anymore. I tried so hard, but I just can’t handle it. I couldn’t track you down, but this is the closest address I could find that had any relation to you whatsoever. I am so sorry to do this, but I need you to take care of our daughter. I just can’t do it anymore. In the basket are papers of me terminating my parental rights. I’m so sorry.

“What the hell? Who’s the father?” She asked. We all looked at each other, shaking our heads.

“Hell no.” Finn held his hands up.

“I’m way too young to be a dad.” Archer argued.

“Dude, I always wrapped it.” I said.

“So did I!” Dylan yelled.

“Okay, let’s calm down.” Jo said bouncing Eliana in her arms, “Let’s think about this logically. She’s like what, a year and a half?”

“Looks like it. Can she walk?” Finn asked.

“Yeah, she can.” Ray said, rubbing her back as she sucked her thumb.

“Were you guys all sleeping with girls almost 2ish years ago?” We all stood there, silent. We all looked at the little girl again. “Okay, dumb question. The letter said this was the closest address she could find to track one of you jerks down.”

“That makes sense though.” Ray said softly, “I mean, Dylan lives here, Finn is my brother and Dylans brother-in-law, Archer is Dylan’s brother and your Dylan’s best friend. I don’t think she’s Dylan’s though.”

“What makes you say that? She could be his! You never know! You don’t know what he did before he came home! We don't know the exact details of his past!” Finn started to raise his voice. He was scared. Hell, we all were. One of us just possibly became a father and we didn’t even know.

“Maybe she isn’t any of ours.” Archer mentioned, “Maybe she got the address wrong, or the name of the person wrong or something, right? That can be possible, right?” Fear, that was all that was showing.

“Well, someone needs to take responsibility for her.” Summer said, crossing her arms.

“I will take care of her until we figure this out.” Ray sighed, “It will be hard with three kids, but at least we don’t have work.” Wait, what? Don’t have work? We were supposed to start with the classroom planning soon for our lessons. What the hell is she talking about not working?

“What do we do?” Finn asked, refusing to look at Ellie and keeping his eyes on Trey.

“It’s simple. We do a paternity test and whoever the father is, they step the hell up.” She glared at each and every one of us. I gulped, the sweat beading on my forehead. Finn was flushed, shaking slightly. Archer started to breathe heavy and it looks like he was about to have a heart attack while Dylan just sat on the couch, hands in his hair, looking like he was about to rip his hair out.

“Ray…if she’s mine…I am so sorry. I didn’t even know.” He whispered, shaking his head refusing to look up at her.

“If she’s yours, then she’s mine too. We will handle this as a family no matter what.”

“What if she’s mine? I’m only seventeen…” Archer cried out a bit.

Jo reached out and grabbed his hand, “Then we do this together. We all do this together, as a family.”

“But what is she’s mine…I’m technically not family.” I whispered out.

“Shut up. Your family and you know it.” Ray rolled her eyes. I looked up at Summer and she looked lost a bit, like she didn’t know what to think. “Summer?”

“Huh?” She looked at me, almost confused like, “Sorry. Um, so Monday, we take you guys down and do the test, yeah? Oh, look at the time, I’m going to go home and head to bed. Do you need me to take one of the kids?” She asked looking at Ray.

“No, we’re good. We have Archer and Jo and it’s not like we’re working right now. Come over tomorrow morning for breakfast.”

“Okay. Um, yeah, I’m going to go home.” She turned and walked out the door. I went to try to go after her when Ray caught my attention.

“Let her go. She’s just scared. I'll go after her and try to talk to her. Stay here with them and try to remain calm.” I nodded my head and leaned back on the couch.

“Remember, we do this Monday. We can’t let the parents know about this, not just yet. Right now, we tell them we are babysitting her for a friend who had to leave for an emergency, got it?”

We all just nodded but for some reason, I couldn’t shake the feeling that my life was about to turn upside down and I needed to know why Summer was being like this.