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My Father's Best Friend In His Arms Again
Lanie“Let me down!” I cried, unable to stop the laughter bubbling from my throat.“Not a chance,” Andrew answered, his strong arms around my legs.Up the stairs and down the hallway we went, passing closed doors. A door opened with a bang, and we were in a bedroom. Andrew’s bedroom.A small lamp on a side table softly lit the room, but that’s all I got to notice before I was gently dropped onto the bed. Andrew’s weight pressed down onto me, his hands twisting in my short hair and his nose brushing against mine.I wrapped my arms around his neck, studying his eyes. This close, they were dark pools sucking me in.Slowly twisting a strand of my hair, Andrew dropped a quick kiss on my lips before taking his mouth higher. My forehead. My cheeks. My chin. His lips didn’t miss any part of my face.I closed my eyes, relaxing my weight into the soft comforter as his mouth meandered down to my neck. Somehow, Andrew knew just where the most sensitive spot was. Sucking gently on my throat, he sw
My Father's Best Friend And He Cooks
LanieGently climbing off me, Andrew pulled me against him and tossed a blanket over the both of us. Nestled in the crook of his arm, I sighed happily.“This is …” He paused. “Good,” he simply finished.I laughed. “Yeah, it is.”“I was worried we would never have this again.”Emotion clogged my throat. I was happy he couldn’t see my face because I was afraid of what could be showing there.“I’m sorry about all this,” I whispered.Andrew squeezed my shoulder and pressed his face into the side of my head. “Lanie, don’t do that. None of this is your fault.”“I just wish you didn’t have to go through this.”“I’m more worried about you.” He lightly stroked the arm I’d tossed across his shoulder.“What do you mean?”Andrew sighed. “I can’t ruin your relationship with your parents.”“Don’t worry about that. I’ll figure it out.”“I’m going to talk to Bob.”In the blink of an eye, I was sitting up and looking at him.Andrew put a finger up. “Don’t protest.”“I—”“Uh-uh.”I tried to stop the sm
My Father's Best Friend Confronted by Her Father
AndrewThe familiar beep of a text message entered my dreams, drawing me away from reliving Lanie’s soft embrace. Rubbing my eyes, I rolled across the bed, heart thumping and blood rushing between my legs.Expecting to see a good morning text from Lanie, I grabbed the phone from the nightstand and swiped the screen open.Bob Jacobs:We need to talk. Today.And boner gone.I started to cuss but bit down on my lip instead. I’d accepted this situation, and talking to Bob was what I’d been planning to do. Sending him a text back asking him to meet at the country club, I put my phone back on the stand and jumped into the shower.Just like my bed, the shower contained an air of sadness. With no Lanie, it almost seemed there was no point in waking up, getting cleaned, doing anything I used to.If only she could have stayed.I didn’t have to imagine what waking up next to her would be like. We’d had that one time in the hotel, but that didn’t compare to what nights and mornings in my bed—our
My Father's Best Friend This is Serious
AndrewDamn, he was relentless. “I don’t want to call it off. I haven’t met a woman as special as Lanie since Danica.”The confession was hard to make, on account of it being so true, but if I wanted to win this argument, I needed to pull out all the stops.“I know you, Andrew.” Bob spread his hands. “And you don’t get out much. You’re not exactly pursuing dates on the regular. The only reason you found Lanie was because of convenience. She works at the school your daughter goes to. Let me guess. You went into a function or a parent-teacher conference, and that’s how you met.”My skin turned hot and itchy. “Just because we met at school doesn’t mean she’s any less special than someone I would meet at a speed dating event.”I could have taken it further, demanding to know if Bob thought Lanie wasn’t special, but that would be a low blow and not even practical. I knew Bob thought the world of his family, and I hadn’t come to the club to fight. It was time to make amends.“I don’t have t
My Father's Best Friend When's It My Turn?
LanieMy phone rang as I scanned the street for parking.“Hold on, hold on,” I murmured, resisting the urge to pull it out and see who was calling.Finding a spot across the street from the yoga studio, I tugged the phone from my purse as the second call started.Dad. Double gulp.But better now than later.“Hi, Dad,” I answered, bracing myself. We hadn’t spoken since he stormed out of the house, and Mom hadn’t been in touch either.“Lanie, I’m sorry about yesterday.”My jaw must have fallen halfway to my lap. I struggled to answer but didn’t know what to say. My father hardly ever apologized. He was always so positive the things he did were right.“I talked to Andrew and figured some things out,” Dad continued. “I know you weren’t lying to me. You’re a grown woman, and you get to do what you want. That’s, uh, it’s hard sometimes for a father to realize that. To remember their kid is all grown up.”“Yeah,” I slurred. “I understand.”“Anyway, that’s all I needed to say.”“I really appr
My Father's Best Friend A Proposition
AndrewCranking the stereo’s volume, I cruised into my neighborhood. The street lights were coming on, taking the day into the first minutes of dusk. After talking to Bob the morning before, every minute following had been nothing less than perfect.Seeing Lanie again—and this time with Bob’s approval—meant that I’d been in a good mood all day long. Work had flown by, and the only time I’d felt any sense of irritation was when I looked at my phone and found no texts from Lanie.Call me spoiled, but I wanted to hear from her each and every hour.As the garage door opened, my phone rang as if on cue.“I was just thinking about you,” I answered.“Good things?” Lanie asked with a laugh.“Bad things,” I growled. “Really, really bad things.”“Oh. That’s, uh.” She cleared her throat, and I laughed.“What are you doing?” I asked.“Just making some dinner. Is it okay that I called? I wanted to, you know, say hi.”“Stop. Hearing your voice is the perfect ending to my day.”“That’s sweet,” she c
My Father's Best Friend Plans for the Future
Andrew“How was school?” I asked Raven.She shrugged and flipped another page.“Are you a speed reader now?” I asked.Raven glowered my way. “What’s up, Dad?”“Dinner’s ready.”“Yeah, I know. It’s been ready for thirty minutes. I had to wait for your butt.”I checked my smirk, knowing she’d been about to say ass.“I got home as soon as I could, honey. This is actually a pretty regular hour. It’s when most parents get home.”Did I need to point out to her that I no longer worked until eight or ten each night? That I made time every weekend for us to do something together?“Is something wrong?” I asked. “If you still feel like we’re not spending enough time together, you can tell me.”“No,” she sighed, looking away.“Is everything okay at school?”My heartbeat picked up. Everything had been so good recently. I never heard from the school’s office, and Lanie hadn’t reported any upsets.Raven hesitated. “Yeah, school is fine. I’m just kind of in a funk. Sorry.”“It’s okay. Do you want to
My Father's Best Friend A Step Back
Lanie“I don’t know what he expects me to do at that lodge,” Mom continued on, her voice blaring from the speakers of my desk phone. “He’s only going there because that man, what’s his name, is going there too. The one whose company your father wants to buy. He’s hoping to do some business over Christmas vacation.”“Have you told him this?” I sifted through some papers on my desk, looking for the parent survey forms the school collected the day before.Mom was silent. I could picture her well, probably pursing her lips as she pressed the phone to her face and looked out at the bird feeder in the backyard. It was her greatest hobby, that bird feeder. Somehow, she recognized a lot of the birds that came to it. If a regular visitor stopped coming by, she’d worry they’d been eaten by a cat or flown into a window.“No,” Mom finally said. “You know how your father is.”“Yeah.”“He told me he met with Andrew.”Segue much, Mom?“Uh-huh,” I carefully answered, “and things are good between them
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My Father's Best Friend Nine Months Later
Andrew“How are you doing?” I rubbed Lanie’s shoulder, feeling silly for asking the question.She huffed out a breath, looking out the window instead of at me.I nodded. Right, then.What was it I learned in that maternity class we took? For the life of me, I couldn’t remember one thing. My pulse was racing a million miles an hour, and all my nerves were bunching up in my stomach.Lanie exhaled again, long and low, as she had another contraction.The door opened, and the doctor strode into the room with a big smile. “Let’s check you out,” she said.Lanie just pressed her lips tight together and nodded, her face growing red.“You’re doing great, honey,” I told her.She smiled up at me, but I could see the exhaustion in her eyes. She was ready for this to be over with.Taking her hand, I held it tight as the doctor checked her dilation.“Ten centimeters,” she announced. “We’re ready to push.”“Thank god,” Lanie gasped. She gritted her teeth and squeezed my hand so tight, I thought it wa
My Father's Best Friend The Honeymoon
LanieI whisked the curtains open, taking in the white beach and the sparkling blue water. Palm trees and other foliage covered the far side of the bay. A few people surfed, but other than that, the area was empty.“Oh my god,” I breathed. “It’s beautiful.”Andrew’s strong arms wrapped around me from behind. “Yeah?” he murmured, laying a kiss on the side of my neck.We’d gotten to the resort after dark the night before, and all I’d really gotten to see were the patios and the lobby. I’d pored over the brochure, though, listing all the things I wanted to do.“I can’t believe we’re here for a whole week.” I rested my arms against Andrew’s.“What do you want to do today?”“Mm.” I leaned against him, thinking about it some. “Sunbathe? Take a surfing lesson? I dunno. What do you want to do?”“Spend time with you.”I spun around to face him. “I like that answer.”A knock on the door made me look over his shoulder. “It’s so early. Who is that?”Andrew shrugged but couldn’t hide the knowing l
My Father's Best Friend Mine Forever
AndrewThe door of the old house opened, and Erica came out first. She smiled at everyone over her bouquet, and a low whistle came from somewhere in the crowd.“Inappropriate,” Saxton dramatically gasped under his breath. For a moment, my nerves loosened, and I almost laughed—but Raven was coming out the door then.She wore a blue dress like Erica, just cut in a different way, with the skirt longer and no sleeves. Smiling wide, she made her way down the aisle. She walked with the slightest limp, one that might have been unnoticeable if you weren’t paying attention. It was the one leftover symptom from the car wreck, something that would likely be with her for the rest of her life, as she’d broken her leg so badly.The limp didn’t get her down, though. Overall, she’d been positive about the whole thing. Now, as she reached the end of the aisle, she looked my way and absolutely glowed.Love and pride filled my heart. Our relationship had gone through some tough times, but the last six m
My Father's Best Friend It's Really Happening
Andrew3 Months Later – The Wedding“Your tie looks fine,” Bob told me.“Huh?” I dragged my gaze away from the line of trees ringing the field. “What’s that?”“You were messing with your tie again.” Bob grinned. “You ever wore one of those before?”I frowned. “Almost every day.”Bob clapped me on the back. “I was kidding, Andrew. Relax.”I took in a long breath. “Sorry.”All around us, wedding guests chatted and catering staff hurried to and from. The day was amazing, a balmy June morning. The venue Raven and Lanie had discovered couldn’t be more perfect. What was once a mansion on the outskirts of the city had been turned into a preserve complete with hiking trails and a covered area for events.“Were you this nervous?” I asked, looking Bob over.I expected him to answer in the negative—Bob was just that confident about everything. I’d only asked because I needed to keep myself busy somehow. If I didn’t spend the last fifteen minutes before my wedding talking, I’d probably die of anx
My Father's Best Friend I Want to Feel You
LanieLast night, he’d pulled out every time and played it safe. I knew we were taking baby steps. Going from using a condom every time to suddenly doing away with them was a leap. But I was on birth control, which I’d told him, and immediate pregnancy was extremely unlikely. I just wanted to know what it felt like to have his come fill me up.“Please baby,” I moaned. “I want to feel you.”Andrew groaned above me, and his hands tightened on my ass. I was doing him over with this talk, and I knew it. He loved it. And he probably wanted the same thing I did. So I encouraged him again by looking over my shoulder and looking him in the eye as he fucked me.“Andrew,” I purred. “Fuck me until you come inside me. Please.”And he did. He bucked wildly against me, and I came as he shot his warm silky load inside me. It was what I had needed. A closeness that we’d never experienced before. He was bent over me and kissing my spine and my shoulder blades as his orgasm ebbed away and my body thrum
My Father's Best Friend Not Messing Around
LanieI woke up in the morning with Andrew’s hand on my hip. I was lying on my side, and he was behind me. I could feel his cock pressed against the small of my back. His breath was on my neck, and his closeness turned me on immediately.I was always horny in the morning, and waking up next to him was intoxicating.It was early. The room wasn’t as bright as it would be at say, seven or so in the morning. It must have been earlier, maybe six, possibly just after five. But we were both awake, and I wanted to take advantage of it before I had to leave for work at eight thirty.My life had somehow mended itself. Erica’s weekend getaway had helped, and so had Andrew’s willingness to take a good hard look at himself in the mirror and figure out what he wanted and whether or not he was willing to do what it took to get it. He shifted against me and yawned deeply.“Morning,” I whispered.His hand moved around my hip to my belly, and he pulled me in closer to him. His cock shifted between my a
My Father's Best Friend With Whipped Cream
AndrewHow had it taken me so long to figure out that this was what I needed? I hadn’t felt this good in years, or maybe even a decade, to be honest. Hell, maybe longer. My career had consumed my life. I’d nearly let it destroy my relationship with my daughter. Had it not been for Lanie, my life would have already imploded. Not only did she rescue the crumbling relationship with the person I loved most in this world, but she also showed me support and kindness and softness.“You’re a lucky bastard.” I smiled to myself as I rolled out of my chair and made for the kitchen.I chopped up some strawberries and tossed them on a bed of whipped cream. I added a sprinkle of icing sugar and some chocolate drizzle and left it in the fridge so that the whipped cream wouldn’t melt by the time Lanie came back down.I waited, much too nervous to do anything but pace the kitchen floor for a whole thirty-five minutes before Lanie appeared in the kitchen doorway. She was wearing a smile that eased my n
My Father's Best Friend Lucky to Have Her
AndrewWhen I told Lanie that Raven was home, it took a lot of effort for us to cool down. We were all giggles and flirting as we went to the kitchen and each got a glass of water. Then we went out back to the patio and sat in the sun. Lanie kicked off her sandals, rested her feet in my lap, and let the sun kiss her bare legs. I ran my hands up and down them as she told me all about her weekend with Erica.“It really was beautiful there,” Lanie said. “We should go some time. You’d love the hot springs. I can only imagine how stunning it would be in the winter. And cold.”“I’ll take you whenever you want to go.”“I’ll tell you when I start to get the itch again.”“Good. What else is new? Tell me.”Lanie shrugged and sipped her water. “Besides getting totally pampered all weekend? Not much. I had some good chats with Erica, though, and I was able to sort through some things that were taking up too much space in my mind. Things about us.”“Oh?”“We need to be better at communicating,” sh
My Father's Best Friend Has He Lost His Mind?
Lanie“Lunch on the corner. I saw you guys walk by and had to come after you.” He ran his hand up my hip to rest it on my waist. “Lanie, I have to apologize. I’m sorry for all this shit the last few weeks. I’ve been an ass. I want to make this work. Really. I want to be with you.”I thought I might start crying. Again. But I held on to my emotions and smiled instead. “I want that too. So badly.”He kissed me again. My heart raced and tried to fly out of my chest.He broke away and threw his arm out to flag down a passing cab. We both piled into the back seat, and he told the driver his address. Then he pulled me into his lap, pushed my skirt up so he could rest his hands on my bare thighs, and crushed his mouth against mine.“What about your car?” I asked him and pressed against him tightly.“Fuck it. I’ll get it later.” He slipped his hands into my hair and pulled me down for another long round of kisses.I clung to him and didn’t care that there was someone in the car with us. He wa
