I pull my phone out of my bag and send Apollo a text. He’s pulling into the parking lot by the time Emerson and I have paid the check and are walking out of the diner.
“Apollo!” I gasp when he gets out of the car to open my door for me.
“It’s nothing.”
“Nothing? How can you say it’s nothing? Your lip is busted.” It doesn't seem to be bleeding at the moment, but it must have at some point.
“It was just some stupid shit with Shy running his mouth.” He opens the car door for me, but I don’t get in. I pause as I realize I’d completely forgotten about him.
“Let me guess. You’re not going to tell me.” He hesitates for a long moment, but I wait him out.
“I’ll tell you,” he finally agrees, and I lean into him and press a kiss against his mouth before I get in.
When he gets into the car, I reach over and rest my hand on his thigh. I don’t miss the fact that he starts to get hard. His cock makes a noticeable outline in his jeans, and I squeeze my legs together. He won’t let me do anything about that.
Since the accident, I can barely get us past kissing and a little heavy petting. That only ever ends with me getting off. He can put his hands down my panties all he wants, but it doesn't go the other way anymore.
Neither of us say a word as he drives us back to the estate, and we go into the house. He takes me by the hand, and we go straight to his bedroom. He slowly strips me down and then himself before he turns on the shower to tug me in with him. I sigh, closing my eyes as his hands roam my body and he washes every inch of me.
I take the cloth from him and do the same to his body. He lets out a groan when I wrap my hand around his cock. “Celeste,” he warns, as if that will stop me. Not with what I see in his eyes right now.
“You need this,” I say against his mouth as I start to stroke him up and down. The head of his cock brushes against my stomach.
“I need you.” He presses his mouth against mine hard, but he doesn't stop me from stroking him.
He must be ready to explode, because after a few quick pumps of my hand, he groans as he starts to cum. His orgasm hits my stomach, and his mouth breaks from mine. His heavy breathing fills the shower like he’s just sprinted a mile.
“I need you too, Apollo. All of you. Not just the parts you want me to see.” He grips my hips and pulls me closer to him.
“I know.” He kisses me again, this time slower. “Let’s get out of here and dry off.”
I’ve gotten so used to spending my mornings and nights with Apollo, and I’m worried that it might change. Neither of our parents have said much about us sharing a bedroom. Especially with everything that has happened. I don’t want to bring it up in hopes that we can continue like this.
“I love when you wear my rowing shirts,” he says as I pull it on over my head. The word captain is written across the back.
“You should start calling me ‘captain,’” I tease him.
He wraps his arms around me from behind. “What you started in the shower isn’t over, captain.” He nips my neck, and I melt into him. That’s my Apollo.
“Never,” I agree, turning to face him. “We’ll never be over. It doesn’t matter what people throw at us. I have faith in us. I believe in us, and I want you to feel that way too.”
“You’re right.” He snags my hand, pulling me over to the bed with him. “Let’s talk about what happened today.” He starts telling me everything that went down in the school parking lot with Shy, and I listen without interrupting. Once he’s finished, I nod.
“Okay,” I say and then shrug.
“Okay?”
“Yeah, okay. What else do you want me to say? You clearly know he’s full of shit, but you still need to talk to your dad about it.”
“I will.” He nods in agreement.
“The whole Amber thing? Shy said there’s another side of her story, and he’s probably right. I can’t imagine we know all of it. But whatever it is he’s pissed at you about, it's clear he thinks he’s right.”
“That’s just what we need. Another pissed person pissed at me.” Apollo runs his hand down his face.
“He’s not angry at us, Apollo. If he has some kind of vendetta against you or Rory, he could have taken care of it before now. If anything, he is trying to save me from the Crew men.” I slip my hand up his chest. “And all the ladies who fall at your feet.” I swoon dramatically into his lap.