Loving Violet (Rockers' Legacy Book 4)

Chapter 19

Luca

Parents’ weekend finally arrived, and I couldn’t remember when I’d ever been so excited to see my mom and dad in my life. I hadn’t seen them in a little over six weeks, and I’d missed them like crazy. Maybe not as much as I missed Violet and Lyric, but enough that I was jogging out of my dorm the second Mom texted me that she and Dad were only a few minutes away.

As I stepped outside, someone called my name, and I did a double take when I saw who it was. The second I saw her blond hair and those damn purple eyes that owned me, my knees went weak. Then she smiled and took off running toward me. A few feet away, Violet jumped, and I caught her around the waist. Her legs wrapped around me, and her lips touched mine.

I kissed her, re-memorizing her taste all over again until Dad cleared his throat loudly. “Need to come up for air sometime, son,” he muttered, and I reluctantly lifted my head.

Giggling, Violet pressed her forehead to mine. “Surprised?”

“That’s an understatement, babe.” I kissed her quickly, then set her on her feet. As soon as I did, she wrapped her arms around my waist and held on tight. I glanced at my parents. “Thank you,” I choked out.

Mom gave me a bright smile. “You seemed to be taking out some serious aggression on the opposing team last weekend, and Dad and I thought maybe you needed a little pick-me-up.” She leaned in for a quick hug before stepping back to let Dad get one.

She wasn’t wrong. Between getting grief from my teammates and suitemates and missing my girlfriend and twin, I’d had a lot of anger needing to be set free lately. I’d used the football field to work it out of my system, but it only helped so much.

Seeing Violet, however, had made it all fade away as soon as I’d kissed her.

“Yo, Thornton. Your girl is smoking, bro.”

I growled at the linebacker as he walked past with his own parents and two guys a few years younger than him, who must have been his brothers. At the feral sound, he laughed, but I saw the way he quickly averted his gaze from Violet.

Dad dropped a hand on my shoulder and squeezed hard to pull my attention back to them. “Your mom and I are going to head over to the hotel to get checked in. Violet can stay with you, because I didn’t get any lectures from her dad that she couldn’t be alone with you.” He smirked at me for all of two seconds before it turned into a scowl. “Don’t give me a reason to regret that decision, boy. You feel me?”

“Yes, sir.” My arm tightened around my girl’s tiny body. “I swear, I’ll keep my hands to myself.”

“We know you will,” Mom said as she kissed my cheek. “Take good care of her, and we’ll see you both…later?”

“How much later?” I asked hopefully.

“Breakfast,” Mom said with a wink. “You two use tonight to catch up, and we’ll meet for breakfast in the morning before you have to get ready for the game. But tomorrow after the game, you have to spend a few hours with us. Got it?”

“Yes, ma’am.” I grabbed her for another hug before she could move away. “Thank you, Mom,” I murmured against her ear. “You don’t know how much I needed this.”

“Oh, I think I do.” She patted my cheek, then put her hand in Dad’s. “Be good. Both of you.”

I stood there with Violet until they got back into their rental and drove away. Then I scooped up my girl and twirled her around until her happy giggles filled the air.

“This is the best early birthday present I’ve ever gotten.” I kissed her again then started toward my dorm with her still in my arms. “I’m not complaining, but why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

“I didn’t know,” she confessed. “I got up for school this morning, and your parents were already downstairs waiting on me. Mom had packed my case and had it by the door. They told me what was going on, and I jumped in their vehicle before Dad could change his mind.”

“Remind me to get my mom something really fucking amazing for Christmas,” I told her as I opened the door to my suite. “This must have been her idea.”

“Pretty sure it was, and she conspired with my mom to make it happen.” I walked into the suite and kicked the door shut behind us before moving to the couch and sitting with her in my lap.

She started kissing me as soon as I was on my ass, and I kissed her back, making sure to keep my hands in her hair so I didn’t do anything stupid. Like start taking her clothes off.

Without warning, the suite door opened and Marsh walked in, whistling to himself until he saw us. It ended on a painfully loud note, and I lifted my head to glare at the guy who had become my closest friend and ally in this damn place.

“Well, hello there, pretty girl,” Marsh greeted, his eyes skimming over Violet appreciatively.

I made a snarling sound, and my friend smirked. “Down, boy. I’m just saying hi.”

Violet grinned up at him. “You must be Marsh,” she said and tried to get off my lap.

My arms tightened around her, refusing to let her get more than an inch away. Sighing, she stroked a hand through my hair but offered the other to Marsh. His dark-caramel skin looked even darker against her creamy complexion as they shook hands. He was smart, though, and kept the contact to only a brief touch before pulling back, knowing I was likely to tear his arm off his body if he didn’t.