Twenty-year old Harper hasn't had much luck in life so far. Her mother is a drunk and a junkie and a serial dater, her father left them when she was five years old. Harper has never had a father figure, she only has her mother's boyfriends to go by. When her relationship with Dylan comes to an end, she is left devastated, lonely and filled with a longing to have someone who can make her feel whole, loved and protected. Dylan's father, Levi has been divorced for two years, he's hurting badly and wants a woman in his bed to take away the pain and loneliness. Harper is always at his house, the kid that was dating his only son and he can't help looking at her in a way he shouldn't. He knows she is way too young for him, he's thirty-seven and knows better but he can't resist her infectious smile, the way she laughs not to mention the way she looks. Can there be happiness between two people who are nineteen years apart, what will people think, what will his only son think? He must stay away from her at all costs, it could spell trouble for him. Only, Harper can't stay away from Levi he's everything she has dreamt off. He's powerful, strong and protective. He calls her Sunflower and takes care of her. He cooks for her, drives her to college and even buys her clothes. He's gorgeous, handsome, rugged and rides a motorbike. He's dangerous in so many ways but the hand of temptation is too much to resist.
View MoreHarperI let the tears fall as soon as he left the house. And I am beating myself up for pushing him so hard. It’s not like I don’t trust Levy, of course I do. But whatever is worrying him - which it is, because I could see the angst written all over his face – he needs to tell me.It upsets me that he is treating me like a child, although I know he regards me as an equal and an adult it just doesn’t feel like it right now. God, all these conflicting emotions are too much to handle.A gentle knock to my door, I lift my head and wipe my tears away. “Can I come in, Sis?” Taylor asks from the other side. I’m sitting cross legged on the bed clutching one of my favorite Teddy bears from when I was a kid. Back when things were normal and I had a non-alcoholic and junkie mother. Oh, and a father.“Yes,” I mumble. The door opens and Taylor comes in.“Are you okay? I couldn’t help but over hear most of it.”“I’m fine, it’s not like we’ve broken up or anything. I just need some space. He’s trea
Levy There is no way I can say anything to her right now. All I am going to do is give my woman something else to fucking worry about. Her plate is full right now with her mother coming home tomorrow morning. It is my job to protect her and keep her from harm. Only now with the latest hate message, it is going to be difficult.Some cunt has got it in for me and I am going to find out who the fuck it is. Lex is still on it with his guy. Roger said he would sniff around our old stomping ground and see if anyone is willing to talk. Some fucker will know who is behind this.Harper sits beside me looking at me like she is delving right into my soul. It kind of makes me want to pull back. I cannot have her reading my mind. “Listen sweetheart,” I begin only to be given an arched eyebrow.“Do not call me sweetheart in that tone.”Huh, I always call her sweetheart. Shit, I’m all out of practice in handling mad as hell women and right now I can see dragon fire coming out of her ears. It’s damn
HarperBeing with Levy is the best feeling in the world as I sit at my kitchen island as he preps a dinner for Taylor and I. Dylan said he would try and come over but wants to catch up on his studies since he had to miss a few nights due to his football practice. Between football and Lacey, he isn’t getting much time to be with us. Or maybe he is still weirded out by me dating his daddy. Can’t say I blame him.“So, you girls excited for the morning?” Levy asks as he sautés the onions and mushrooms in the pan to go with the chicken for our fajitas. Taylor and I both nod, “yes, I can’t wait to finally see Momma again,” my younger sister says with enthusiasm. To be honest we have both missed Momma even though she was never like a mother to us after our father left. Who by the way we haven’t heard from for ages. That’s life, right. What can you expect? He’s gone on to have a new wife and children, I guess Taylor and I don’t really figure in his life anymore. His loss.“Aren’t we?” Taylo
LevyDamn, the way she looks right now; her face is radiant and her tan skin deserves to be kissed all over. Her legs wide open and her slit glistening waiting for my tongue to make contact as she squirms on the bed with anticipation.“Fuck, you are too beautiful, sweetheart. How did I get so lucky a second time around?” She giggles and lets out a sigh of contentment.“I’m the lucky one, Levy. You are so good to me and I absolutely adore you.”“Lay back and enjoy,” I tell her my voice gruff. She does as I say and lets her arms go one by one and lays on her back on the bed with her legs bent, feet on the bed. Gently I nudge my shoulders between them and kiss a thigh with butterfly kisses to her apex. She lets out a shudder, my dick responds in a micro second knowing that soon he will have all the pleasure of plunging into her warmth.My balls tighten and I swear to God, I could easily explode just looking at Harper and inhaling her musky yet sweet scent. I place my face closer to her p
HarperThe distinct rumble and roar of his bike hits my ears first as I finish up doing the dishes. Taylor swings round on the stool. “Is that Levy?” She hops off and runs through the lounge area to the front window.“Oh my God, he’s back.” Okay - my sister is so happy that Levy and I are together, it honestly warms my heart. Now she’s clapping her hands and looks more like a five-year-old at a Christmas party with lots of presents, than a fifteen going on sixteen-year-old.I throw the towel down that I was drying dishes with and go stand beside her. He pulls up on the drive out front, tuns of the bike and reaches up to remove his helmet. All that gorgeous hair of his spills out, he’s like something off a movie as it falls to his chin with natural waves. I cannot wait to run my fingers through his mane later this evening.“He looks tired,” Taylor says.“He does,” I agree as I move away and go to greet him at the front door.“Hey stranger,” I say as I open it and he comes towards me. I
LevyDid I sleep at all last night? The long and short answer is absolutely not, maybe an hour here and there.Too much shit was swimming around my mind. And you would think it was because of the threat towards me but no. It was the fact that I had stupidly up and left Harper without so much as offering my girl and explanation. What an utter douchebag and now I feel like a complete asshole.I rake my hand through my messed-up hair and then over the growth on my chin. When did I even last shave? There’s a knock at the room’s door. “Yeah?” I call out as I throw back the duvet and sling on my biker, black jeans. My chest is bare, my nipples peaked since there is no heating in the room and it’s not exactly a warm morning.“It’s Lex. Get your fat, lazy ass out of bed!” His voice is deep and rumbles, the cheeky fucker.“Fuck you, Man. I’ve been awake for hours,” I say as I unlock the door and swing it open. “Jeez did you not get much sleep either? You look like shit.”“Asshole,” he mutters
LevyI nod, what else can I say? It was a fucked-up scenario - one I keep trying to stop thinking about but it will never happen and even though Lex has urged me to go to therapy to handle it, that won’t happen either. The dark memories, the secret that only my brothers know – that will never go away.What if Harper finds out? What the fuck is she going to think of me then? Will she leave me? Fuck, I tip my glass to Finnegan to shoot me another shot. He does just that.My mobile vibrates in my pocket. I check; it’s Harper. “You gonna take that?” Lex says as he looks at me.“I don’t know what to say to her, Man. What can I say?”“How about the truth, always the best place to start,” Michael butts in.“Send her a message to at least say you are okay and with your brothers, that you’ll be home in a couple of days or something. Don’t leave her hanging, Man. That’s just a dickish, cowardly thing to do.” Lex is always right, how did he become the sensible one out of all of us? Guessing he j
LevyFuck, I thought I left my past behind but obviously not as I pull into the car park of the old, beaten-up shack Finnegan’s that we used to haunt as young men. I’m waiting for my guys to turn up as I take my helmet off and set it on the tank. My band has come out of my ponytail – I snap another one off my wrist and pull my hair that is chin length, into a knot on top of my head.And fuck too, that I had to leave Harper behind like I did. It was a damn, asshole move. The worst, what a shit thing to do. Send her a message. Dammit, I spit on the ground missing my beaten up, black biker boots.From my black biker jacket pocket, I pull out my mobile and read the message for something like the thousandth time.You killed him. Now it's your turn. Who has this number? It’s only used for my biker bros, Dylan, Harper and Taylor. Everyone else uses my work number. Someone must be dealing from the inside. And who the hell is it messaging me? Naturally when I messaged back to tell them to go
HarperMy heart hammers, something isn't feeling right about his text. Levy wouldn't just get up and go like this, it's not his style. Why didn't he mention yesterday he was leaving down? I read the message again something has come up.... I furrow my brow. What has come up? Why can't he tell me?I feel someone bump into me and look up, it's Dylan. "Did you know your dad was going out of town today?" I ask him as he apologizes for knocking into me."Huh, no. What do you mean he's gone out of town? We were supposed to be having a dinner tonight; you know a guy's night out with his friends. How do you know?"Exasperated I show him my mobile with the message. He furrows his dark brows. "That's fucking weird. My dad never takes off like that. He hasn't messaged me. Maybe he will be back by this evening."We move along as our classes are in adjoining rooms. "It doesn't sound like that to me. I'll try calling him.""Okay and I will message him and ask him what's going on. See you in an hour
HarperI watch as my mother lays sprawled out on the patchwork sofa drunk again. It is the story of my life, she has one arm hanging down to the ground and a practically empty bottle of booze, Vodka I think, I can’t see the label hugged to her chest. Funny how she can manage to clutch on to a bottle of booze and nothing else. Her breathing is low, I wonder if it will be her last breath, do I care? I should but my mother has been a drunk ever since I can remember and a junkie, not the heroine kind no she likes cocaine and her boyfriends that come and go are her suppliers. I swear she only hooks up with low life deadbeats for her next fix. But yes, I would care, because you know what she is my mother, and she is the only mother I’ve got.I want to shake her and wake her up, maybe if she’d managed to stay clean my father wouldn’t have left when I was just a kid, five years of age to be precise. It still hurts. I remember him holding me tightly to him and kissing me, telling me how much h...
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