LevyI hate the smell of hospitals; I’ve been in them way too many times for my liking. Mostly during my youth when I played football in high school. Man was I always at the hospital, I even had a busted jaw once. That hurt like hell and back.Later in my young adult life I was in hospital when I fractured my arm and another time when I busted up my shoulder coming off my bike, a drunk driver had collided with me, and I was in bad shape. Stuck in the damn place for a week. The driver was fined and put away for a short stint. He could have killed me. If it wasn’t for the fact that I always have my wits about me and don’t drive like a lunatic, it could have ended a lot worse for me.We’re sitting outside in the waiting room, it’s stale with cream walls some fancy paintings of flowers hang, mostly on canvas. They’re kind of neat if you’re into that sort of thing. It’s not for me, I mean I appreciate art but I’m not gung-ho about it. Let’s put it this way, I wouldn’t step inside an art gal
Harper I’m not prepared at all for how my mother looks. She’s hooked up to all sorts of machines and looks, well kinda grey. Her face has lost all its color, her eyes are closed. Taylor lets out a little whimper. I squeeze her hand.“Hey, it’ll be okay. Momma is in the right place, the best place for her right now. She’ll make it. She’s just been through a lot. Stay strong, Kiddo.”She wipes her tears from her face with her free hand, nods and gives me a slight smile. “There’s my girl. Levy is going to help us. When she’s done at the hospital and they let her out, he’s got her a placed booked at the best residential drug rehab place.”“Is he paying for it?” Her voice is a whisper. “We can’t afford that?”“Yes, he is. He said he’d take care of whatever we needed.”“That’s a lot, right? I mean he’s only our neighbor even if you did date Dylan for a few years.”“He’s a nice guy, Taylor. That’s what neighbors do for one another.” She raises her eyebrows. Okay, I get it. She thinks there
LevyAnd finally, she sleeps. Her head is on my shoulder, and it feels exactly where it should be, even though I shouldn’t quite like it as much as I do I can’t help but love the way the warmth radiates of her soft cheek on my shoulder.Should I drape an arm around her? Would it look too much like we’re lovers? I know we’re not but still what would the nurses think? They can clearly see I am old enough to be her father, albeit a young father. Hell, thirty-eight isn’t old but the way I feel sometimes having gone through fatherhood with Dylan from a very young age and losing my wife Lilly, there are days when I feel old, like proper old.She breathes softly, it’s fast becoming my favorite sound the way she makes these adorable, cute noises. I consider recording her to listen to her when I lay in my lonely bed at night, when this hospital ordeal is over.A nurse passes us by and smiles warmly at me. She must think that Harper is my daughter. Fuck it, I’m putting my arm around her more fo
HarperHis lips are soft and warm like fluffy pillows, I am losing myself in them. He tastes of the bitter hospital coffee but it doesn’t put me off and he is responding as he places a hand behind my head like he is cradling it. I love the feel of his large hand holding me to him. I moan as his tongue runs along my bottom lip; I want this man all of him.I want to tear his T-shirt off him and check out his body and run my hands on his firm pecs and down his sculpted abs, because I know Levy works out all the time. He has a home gym in one part of his triple garage, and I have seen his body when I’ve been spying on him from across the street through my bedroom window, wondering what it would be like to feel his rock hard body under my fingers.Warmth creeps up through my center as my pussy gets wet just from us kissing. Imagine what it would feel like if his tongue was delving in and out of my slit. I groan again. His tongue explores my mouth as I allow him entry, he delves it in furthe
LevyThe touch of her skin against my finger has my pulse racing and shoots a bolt of electricity right through me. It almost takes me back, but her news is overwhelming, her mother is awake. I can’t tell you how relieved I am for her and her sister. It could have gone any which way.“That’s amazing, Harper.” I am quick to withdraw my hand from her chin and remove my other hand from her knees. The tautness of her legs encased in her jeans under my hand is too much for me to take. Why am I feeling like this? I feel bad. I ought to know better than to even touch her, she’s eighteen years younger than me for God’s sake. My friends would have a field day with this, not to mention Dylan.“I know,” she breathes out, tears prick her eyes. I want to tuck a strand of hair behind her ears and hold her into my chest and kiss those full, cherry lips of hers that are driving me crazy. Then she bites on her lower lip and it’s almost making me come undone. I have to stand up and move away.“We can’t
HarperHe smells so good as I hold his head against mine with my arms tightly wound around his neck. The feel of his bristles on my skin excites me, they’re soft and not at all scratch like I imagined them to be. And his mouth is divine, tasting of coffee. The way he smells of citrus and something muskier is intoxicating to my senses, sending a memo straight to my core.A direct hit, it makes me ache like something I have never experienced before. This is Levy, a man, pure one hundred percent masculine. So different from Dylan and the other boys I have kissed growing up. Levy is pure bred MAN.His tongue slides easily into my mouth, let’s face it I am not putting up any resistance. I have been dying to kiss this man for months and months. I can’t even pinpoint when I started to notice him differently other than Dylan’s father. Something just changed in the way I’d look at him, the way my body would crave for him to touch me.The fantasies at night imagining his large hands covering my
LevyWhat was I thinking? I must have been insane to be that close to her especially with Dylan waiting up for me. I need to shake myself or slap myself. She is way too young for me, let alone all the other complications. But damn, she lives in my head, she fills up my senses. I just can’t get enough of being around Harper.“Hi Dad. Did Harper get in alright?” I slip out of my Timberland boots and nod.“Yeah, her mother work up but they wouldn’t let her see her, so I brought her home. Besides, her sister needs her too.”“I was going to pop over and see her.” Lacey stands behind him with a small smile on her face. Man, these kids need to be up for college and it’s past midnight.“I think she’ll be fine. They need to be up early. Taylor has school, Harper will miss college for the day and go be by her mother. You both need to call it a night too. I know you’re twenty-one Dylan, but you have to focus on your classes tomorrow.”“I’ll skip out of here, no problem. I’m sorry I’ve stayed so
Levy“Hey, Bro how you doin’?” I take a seat at the bar where my good friend Lex is sitting with a black coffee in front of him.“All good, busy which is nice since I have another house I am looking to buy and turn around. Don’t suppose you want to have a stake in it? I know you said a while ago you’d be interested in my next venture.”The waitress comes to the counter, “can I get you anything, Levy? Coffee, tea or something stronger.” Letitia has worked here ever since I can remember, she’s friendly and sweet. Today her lilac dyed hair is piled high on her head with a pink bow tied around it. Kinda cute. She’s a sassy woman that’s for sure.“I’ll have a coffee, thanks Letitia. How is your boy these days?”“Oh, he is fine, he’s in the Marines now. He’ll be like old Alex here.”“Hey, less of the old thanks,” Alex grins at her. Letitia busies herself on the coffee machine behind her as Alex slaps me on the back. “So, what is so urgent you need to see me at ten in the morning? What’s goin