Claire has had a crushed on her best friend's dad, Rawls, since she was sixteen years old. Now that she is all grown up, she wants it to be so much more. Does she take the chance and tell him how she feels? Or does she just sit in her window and dream about him.
View More"Claire," the doctor began, her expression unreadable. "Your tests have come back. It seems like you're pregnant.” I couldn’t believe my ears. God has blessed us again. The room spun around me as the words sank in. Pregnant? After the assault, after everything we'd been through? I looked at Claire, here eyes wide with shock and a hint of fear. The doctor continued talking, but her words were just a blur as the reality of the situation settled over me like a heavy blanket. "Rawls," Claire whispered, her hand squeezing mine so tightly I could feel the bones shift. "What do we do?" The doctor's voice was calm and reassuring, explaining options and next steps. But all I could think about was the look on Claire's face. The fear, the confusion, the doubt. I knew I had to be strong for her, to help her through this. “Guess the marriage proposal came at the right time. We are just going to have to start planning our wedding, my love.” Claire’s eyes searched mine, looking for any signs o
When I get home from work, Mary is busy in the kitchen and I can see the table is set for four people. "What's going on?" I ask her, feeling a knot in my stomach. She looks up at me with a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “Claire called and she wants to come over for dinner.” Robert’s heart skipped a beat when he heard Mary’s words. Despite the strain in their relationship, he knew how much it meant to her to have her daughter back in their lives. “I assume she is not coming alone.” Mary's smile faltered for a brief moment before she nodded. "Rawls is coming too. Honey, please let’s try to make this a civil dinner. I miss Claire. We may not approve of this relationship but maybe we can learn to at least get along.” “I will do my best, Mary," trying to sound more convinced than I feel. The tension between myself and Rawls is still there, but for Claire’s sake I will make my best effort. When Claire and Rawls arrive, there is already unspoken tension. Rawls nods stiffly a
“Marry me, Claire?” I repeated, my voice softer this time but no less earnest. Her eyes searched mine, a mix of shock and elation. "Rawls, are you serious?" she breathed, her hand reaching up to touch my cheek. "More than anything," I replied, my voice steady and sure. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you, protecting you, loving you." Tears welled up in her eyes, and she leaned into my touch, her breathing still heavy from our passionate encounter. "I want that too," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. The words hung in the air, a promise of a future filled with love and protection. I felt a weight lift from my shoulders, knowing that she felt the same way I did. "Yes, Rawls," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll marry you." The smile that spread across my face was so wide it hurt. I leaned down and kissed her, feeling the love I had for her fill every corner of my soul. Rawls’s proposal had taken me by complete surprise, but as soon as he
I was so furious with Claire. She put herself in danger. I could not live my life without her. Now I am going to show her how much I love her. The best way I know how to do that is to be buried deep inside of her. Her eyes searched mine, a mix of surprise and need reflecting in their depths. I leaned down and kissed her, all the fear and anger I had felt earlier morphing into passion. Her lips parted, welcoming me in, and I deepened the kiss, my hands roaming over her body. With a gentle tug, I pulled her shirt over her head, my eyes drinking in the sight of her bare skin. Her bra followed, and my breath hitched at the sight of her breasts, the soft mounds begging for my touch. I cupped them, feeling her nipples harden under my palms as she arched into my touch. Rawls trailed kisses down my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His hands were tender but firm, his touch soothing the fear and tension that had been building inside me. I knew he was trying to distract me from the hor
When Rawls picked me up, I had to decide if I was going to tell him about my visit with Evie. He is going to be upset with me for sure. I suppose I deserve it considering everything that had happened with Jonathan. Rawls looked at me with concern as I got into the car. "How was work today?" he asked, his eyes searching mine for any signs of trouble. I took a deep breath, debating whether to tell him about my visit with Evie. But the fear for her safety was too great to keep it hidden. "It was fine," I lied, my voice strained. Rawls could tell I was holding something back. "What happened, Claire?" I hesitated, my thumb tracing the edge of the seatbelt. "It's Evie. She got a letter from her attacker. He found out where she is." The words spilled out, my voice trembling with the weight of the confession. Rawls' eyes widened in shock, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. "What? How do you know?" "She called me, begging me to come see her," I said, the memory of her terro
Robert messaged me to meet him at the park, he had some information. If he is willing to meet me face to face, it cannot be good news. We met at the boat landing not far from my office. Robert handed a file to me. “This is Jonathan's real name, John Castellanos. He has a history of assaulting women." Robert’s words hit me like a sucker punch. The implications were clear. This was not just some random creep; this was a predator with a pattern. And he had his sights set on Claire. Then the name Fremont College jumped off the page. He was at the same school with Evie. My mind was racing, trying to connect the dots. "Are you saying he could have something to do with what happened to Evie?" I demanded, my voice low and dangerous. Robert's face was a mask of fury, but his eyes held a hint of the same fear that had been gnawing at me. "I don't know for sure," he admitted. "But it's a lead we can't ignore." We sat in silence for a moment, the weight of the situation pressing down
I haven’t been feeling good for the last few days. Maybe it’s from all the stress from work and the situation with Jonathan. Human Resources has started their investigation and he is on administrative leave with pay. It has been so busy today, I haven’t even had a chance to eat a snack. I am pulled out of my thoughts when I hear my phone ping with a text message. It’s probably Rawls checking on me. He has been extra protective lately. When I pick up my phone, it’s not a message from Rawls but it’s from Evie. Evie: "Hey, I need to talk to you. Can you come for a visit? I know its a lot to ask after what happened. My stomach twisted into a knot as I read the text from Evie. Her words echoed with a sense of urgency that was impossible to ignore. Despite my fear of leaving the safety of the office, I knew she needed me. Claire: i will be there on my lunch break I didnt have my car so i am hoping Thelma will let me borrow hers. Thelma has done so much for me already and i hate to ask
The anger I felt about Rawls and Claire’s relationship was outweighed by the rage I felt against Jonathan Cramer. How dare he try to hurt my daughter. After the call with Rawls, I immediately picked up the phone and started dialing numbers that I had not used in years, but the military never really leaves you. I called in a few favors from my old unit, asking for a full background check on this piece of shit. The guys owed me, and they knew it. Within hours, I had the file on Jonathan Cramer sitting in front of me. He has nothing of interest at first glance. No one is this squeaky clean. Everyone has some kind of past. But there was something else, something that made me sit up straight in my chair. He did not exist on paper until four years ago. "What is this?" I yelled into the phone at my contact, Tom. "Calm down, man. You know have all the intel that you need. Looks like someone has been living a double life," Tom said, his voice grim. "Jonathan Cramer's background check came
I still cannot believe what I saw at Jonathan’s apartment. He must have been watching Claire for some time. I am going to protect her from him at all costs. I was going to have to make a call that I have been dreading, but I will do what has to be done. I took a deep breath and dialed the number, hoping that I was making the right choice. It was time to bring in reinforcements, and who better than Robert, Claire’s father? He had always been a man of his word and had connections from his military days that could come in handy in a situation like this. The phone rang a few times before a gruff voice answered. "Robert here," he said, the sound of his deep voice bringing a strange comfort to me in the midst of the chaos. "Robert, it's Rawls. I need to talk to you about something serious." My voice was firm, despite the turmoil inside me. The line went silent for a moment before his gruff tone came back, "What the hell do you want? You have some nerve calling me after you took my daugh
My Lifelong Crush Claire has always had a crush on Rawls. She always thought he was handsome but never looked at him like anything other than her best friend’s dad. That changed when she turned sixteen years old. He did not have the dad bod and did not (at least most of the time) make the corny dad jokes. He worked out all of the time, so he was in good shape. He was also so handsome, with some gray at the temples in his black hair. She always wondered why he never got remarried. After his wife, Fiona, died he spent his time raising Evie. He has not been celibate for the last nineteen years. He had his share of women over the years. There were not many weekends that he slept alone. She was jealous of all of the women that had been with him. She has fantasized so many times of what it would be like for him to just kiss her. She dated while in college but no one ever measured up to him and she never slept with them either. The guys had always tried to get in her pants. But for some r...
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