Chapter 15

Quinlan

I tuned off my mother's voice as she lectured me, reprimanding me for skipping family dinner. My father sat beside her, going through a file as usual, his brows creased in concentration. I just sat there, my mind wandering to Ronika's pussy on my thigh the previous night. The way her pupils were dilated and her alluring lips parted as she let out small puffs of air.

"Did you hear a thing I said?" My mother snapped me back to reality, waving her hand in front of my face.

"Yes," I straight up lied, making her lean back on the sofa.

"What was I saying then?" she asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Uum..." I raked my brain for appropriate words, but they seemed to evaporate when I needed them the most.

"See, I knew you weren't listening." She lifted her shoulders, looking straight into my eyes, until I broke the contact and cast my eyes down. A silence stretched for a while, with Ronika taking charge of my mind yet again. I wished I hadn't insulted her because her sullen face was stuc