Chapter 15: What if Dad finds out
If I was from there I started developing feelings for him. I know I felt safe and warm in his embrace. I love that he’s twenty-two years older than me, more mature, ready to live like a man not like the immature boys my age, all so inexperienced, so needy .But it’s not like I’ve ever had much choice anyway. Pete, my supposed boyfriend, actually broke up with me to go have sex and here I am, trapped with my dad's best friend for the next three days. A lot could happen within that short period of time. Even an hour later, something in me wished dad hadn't made that call when he did. Josh and night have gone further with things. I tried to think that I wouldn't be a virgin by this time anymore. It's not like I have much choice, I've always wanted bigger and larger men. Guys like Josh. The boys have never wanted me. Nobody has. But now the most handsome man I’ve ever laid eyes on has claimed me. For the love of God, why does the world have to be so unfair? Why does he have to be my dad's best friend? He made me feel things even though from his end, I'm only his best friend's little underaged daughter. So, I started looking forward to those nights when we'll be all alone and he'll stay alone with me. Pat and sing me to bed then tuck me safely
before going downstairs to sleep in the guest room.
“Anyway, that’s not why I called. Baby I know you aren't going to believe this but that Miami deal just came through and I have to leave this next ght. I've booked a flight and it leaves by 8. I really hate to leave you. We both planned this summer together, for us to catch up on things. I've been away from you for too long" This is something I was expecting. He always has this deal or trip that comes along the way wherever we planned on hanging out together. Believe me, I love my dad and all that but he was always absente.
"I'll be back in the next three days and I promise I'll make up for lost time, " he pleaded. That's the usual line. And anytime we schedule a make- up time, another occasion would occur.
I drop onto the bed, glancing at the window. The rain is relentless, a never- ending stream down the glass. The thunder seems to stop, but the second I
relax, it crackles and lightning strikes.
When he was here, when his lips were on mine, when our bodies were melting together, I didn’t feel it.
“I’m doing okay and I’m doing fine..You should enjoy your trip and try to concentrate”
“It’s so annoying. It was my idea to spend the summer in that old cabin, just like before but now I'm backing out. I'm sorry Annie. I felt likeI’ve trapped you.”
Although it might have been an unwarranted circumstance, a larger part of me is grateful it happened anyway. I was trapped… by dad unwillingly with my dad's best friend’s, with the man who sends desire pumping through my veins, even if I know it’s wrong, even if I Know I have to stop myself. I couldn't. Even if the attraction is so forbidden, off limits, I still couldn't stop. A couple of days is a long time to be caged up with a sex god like Josh, his glinting sharp eyes and his growling words telling me I’m his, I’m his property.
This desire is something primal like I’m a cavewoman and he’s a ripped hunter, and I know I have to seduce his thickcock and coax his creamy seed out of him to fuse him to me. To make him mine, and me his. Forever.
I want him. I need him. Dad might hate me and disown me. He'll forever be mad if I do something like this. Of all men…his Best Friend I was entrusted in his care.
“At least you’re not alone,” He says a moment later. "Josh knows how it all works down there, so I know you’re safe. We do spend some time there, you know guys. A way of getting away from the city stress and all that" Dad laughed, remembering the beautiful moments he spent here.
I giggle too. It must have been fun being out here. Dad and Josh usually have anive time whenever they are together, acting like some high school teens. It's usually fun watching them.
"I wish I could be there early, Annie," dad says again.
“I know.” I sigh. “I'm fine on my own out here and things have been great so far, I wish you are here too though but work comes first right. It's only a few days and you'll see him"
"Are you sure?" He asked as if he didn't trust me being fine on my own. He might even suggest sending me off to aunt's place. Heaven knows I hate that woman. She's just too complaining and old fashioned.
“So how has josh been?”
“Fine, fine,” I say quickly. “Not too grumpy.”
She pauses. “he can be a little annoying. I don’t think I’ve ever told you that story, have I?”
“No.”
"It's only three days, Annie, you sleep three times and then you'll see me"
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the phone too tightly. “Yeah, a couple of days.”
My voice is dull, receding from the happiness which flourished in my soul the second Roman kissed me. He awoke something inside of me, a hopeful
and optimistic flurry of starlight… And now it’s decaying, ashen, and falling like ruined snow.
I can’t think about Josh like that and talk to Millie at the same time. It’s too weird.
"Have you been working on your project, An?"
"Which one of them? Science?
"Definitely… I know nothing about others" dad laughs.
"Yeah, not really though. Haven't found the right prop. Might start next semester"
Dad groans, and I can hear her smiling. “Yes, you can. What else are you going to do during the storm, huh?” In answering, a smile spreads across my face, making my cheeks ache as the emotion spirals through me. But then pain crushes my features and pulls my lips into a frown, my eyebrows heavy, everything threatening to crumble as I hold back tears. I should scream and tell himr, tell him what we did. But are we going to do something again?
Will Josh want to now? Will I want to? Hell yeah.
“I know dad, I've got plenty of time this summer, I should cease that opportunity" I definitely wasn't referring to the project anymore.
The second I dropped dad's call, I stayed in the room for as long as I could remember, forfeiting breakfast. I don't know we'll both react if I walk in the living room and saw him there. I drop onto my bed and lie back, staring up at the ceiling. And yet everything feels familiar, almost as though something led me here on purpose. I should laugh at the thought, but it whirls around me with the sharpness of a truth I have to face – now, now. I came here for a reason, to this storm, to meet the man who will protect me for the rest of our lives.