Levy“And that is exactly the problem, Harper. People think you are my daughter. God, it makes me feel so damn ancient.” I stress as I rake my hands through my hair and then settle my hand on the back of my neck and rub it.“That’s ridiculous and you know it, Levy. She’s just a dumb batty woman who should mind her own fucking business. Hey, look at me!” She commands and I find myself looking into those cornflower blue eyes of her and almost losing my shit. She could easily bring any man to his knees, and I am almost there but I can’t allow myself to be.The woman comes back with two coffees one for Harper the other for me and some toast that I asked for. Today I am ravenous, and I have a workout later today with some of the guys at the gym, so I need to keep my calorie intake up.“Thank you,” I say to the lady then pick up the tray with our things on it and make my way towards a free table. The canteen is busy this morning, in fact the whole hospital is. There were a lot of people mill
HarperDoes he think I can’t see him looking at my lips? I know he feels the same connection that I do, honestly, I want him to get over the age gap thing. It’s driving me insane, who cares these days anyway? The only people that matter are Levy and myself. Sure, I guess Dylan might feel a bit awkward. Like for example if Levy and I ever got to be long tern and I became his wife, then Dylan strictly speaking would be my stepson. Now that’s a thought.Yeah, I guess it is exactly what Levy has thought once or twice too. Still, I won’t let that put me off. Every fibre of my body wants Levy, I know for a fact I would be good for him. Naturally, I understand I could never replace Lilly his deceased wife, nor would I want to. We would have something different, something new and being with Levy is all that I obsess about.Coffee break and a bite to eat is over, “I have to go, Harper I’ve got some business to attend to this morning, then I’ll be hitting the gym later. If you need anything to s
HarperButterflies are still zinging around in my stomach as I leave the hospital late morning. The nurses said momma needs to rest more and when she was lucid, she impressed that I was not to stay by her side and should get into college.She is right, I do have a project that needs finishing and a paper to write up that is due in tomorrow. I bet Dylan has already finished his, he is such an A-grade student. Not that I am not, I mean I get really good grades but if I can put of studying at the best of times then I will. I’d much rather be watching soppy romance movies, my favorite are the fake dating kind or enemies to lovers’ type and don’t even get me started on Hallmark movies. To die for.There are no more messages from Levy and I may just be slightly obsessed with checking my mobile every few minutes. Stop it, he is busy he has a business to run. Yeah, but it is difficult. Out in the car park it is bright and sunny, I tilt my face up to feel the sun beating down on it since it s
HarperLacey, Tillie and Mylee are already waiting for me by the entrance to college. “Did you organize this?” I turn and ask Dylan as he pulls up outside the entrance. It’s like having my own personal chauffeur, not that I am complaining or anything.“I may have messaged them, yes,” he says smiling. I reach out and touch his cheek.“Ever the thoughtful and kind, Dylan. Thanks so much. I can’t wait to see them.” I hop out the car as soon as he has it parked and run towards my girls. Each wrap their arms around me and hold me tightly, the lump in my throat aches as I hold back the tears.“Are you okay?” Mylee asks me, concern in her baby blue eyes. I nod unable to speak right now and swallow hard. Maybe if I swallow it’ll make the lump go away. No such luck. Oh, fuck I may start crying right here and everyone will see what a hot mess I am. “You sure? Let’s go somewhere else. Ladies,” Mylee says as she ushers me away from the group hug, down the corridor where we have to dodge it seems
LevyIt’s hitting three in the afternoon, and I have finished for the day, Carl was left in charge whilst I ran some errands. Dylan arrives just after I have put a fresh pot of coffee on. I’m eating a slice of toast with homemade jam from my mother. She loves to spoil me and is always making me something. It kind of makes me feel guilty since I don’t get over to see her quite as often as I should. Mom has a key and lets herself in when she feels like popping over.“Hey, Dad. How was your day?” He slips off his Nike’s and comes into the kitchen throwing his bag on the island and his keys next to it. Kid has not gotten the hang of not dumping shit on the counters or the island. It makes me smile though; I wouldn’t have him any other way.“It was good, got a lot of work done. Taken on a few vintage bikes to fix up and turn around. Thinking of opening a biker’s café.” Dylan takes a seat, and I hand him a mug of coffee now it is ready.“A biker’s café,” he lets out a low whistle. “That’s a
HarperCollege is a huge drag today and it seems as if all I am doing is watching the clock. I am desperate to get out and go see my momma in the hospital then get ready for my date with Levy tonight. I am hoping he thinks it is a date too.What if he is just being nice to me? You know because he’s known me since I was a kid and because I am Dylan’s bestie and ex-girlfriend. “Are you even focusing right now?” Lacie asks me as I doodle on my notebook.“What? Yeah of course.”“It doesn’t look like it, you seem distracted.”“Well, you know my momma did just take an overdose and is in the hospital,” that is of course part of the reason – I don’t need to mention Levy. Nobody is going to understand in any case. And I want it to be a secret. Especially if it turns out he hasn’t got the same intentions about to night that I have.Hey listen, I don’t mean necking in his truck or pulling my panties down begging him to take me. I want to get to know him, I want him to have a nice evening. Levy h
HarperJeans, right. Okay I can do jeans but I’m not wearing some cruddy top. I want to dress to impress. In fact, I want Levy’s eyes to bug right on out of his head. I know he’s used to women older than me but that doesn’t mean I don’t have what it takes. I am not some kid-bimbo type of girl either, I am confident, sassy and downright smart. Oh boy, Levy has no idea what kind of woman I can be.From my wardrobe I pull out some bootleg, Miss Sixty jeans they will sit snugly around my ass and are low waist. Now what sort of top? I am thinking maybe I should layer since it is much cooler in the evenings at the moment and we might be eating out on a terrace. I have a cute lacey body that I can wear underneath, with an aquamarine off the shoulder top that brings out the color of my eyes nicely. Lacie always tells me that it suits me but since I haven’t been going out too much lately, it hasn’t been worn a whole bunch.“Hey you in there, Sis?” I hear Taylor’s voice on the hallway. I open t
LevyI read the message from Harper.Can you meet me at the corner? Taylor is not going on her sleepover, and I don’t want her to find out I am coming out with you on a date. It is too soon, and you know what a blabber mouth my kid sis can be!Sure np, see you in ten.It is the longest ten minutes of my life as I sit in my truck on the corner of the road, with the heating on so the truck is warm for when Harper arrives. I even put the heated seat on for her. Who knows if they can even afford the heating at home right now.Am I doing the right thing? Fuck, I am nervous like a school kid. In fact, I can’t quite recall the last time I had so much anxiousness at waiting for a date. A date at my age, jeez. Should I let her know this isn’t a good idea? Am I even ready after the loss of Lily? I know my best mate says I need to get back out there but there is still part of me that feels guilty. Some have said that I have survivor’s guilt. I guess that is possible having nursed and been there
HarperFuck, I hiss as he talks dirty to me. My pussy is literally dripping. I can feel my own wetness on my thighs where I had them clenched but now, I am doing exactly as he asks. I am on all fours with my ass pointing towards the camera to give him a good view.“Arch your back, lower your abdomen and stick that hot ass in the air for me. I want to take a good luck at your cunt and those pretty pink pussy lips and see just how wet you are for me,” he tells me as I let out a moan. I turn my head so I can see him on the mobile.“You’re a bossy man, Levy. Who’d know.” He chuckles all deep and throaty. I can see the dark desire in his eyes that look like they’re almost black from his pupils being so dilated.“Just a second let me move the mobile, I need to prop it up so I can see you properly from this angle,” I say as I get out of position for a second.“Take your time, beautiful we have all night.” He has taken off his top and I can see his broad chest, those amazing pecs that are scu
LevyI’ve been thinking of calling Dylan but am taking the words from the guys seriously and giving him the space he needs. It’s getting late now; it’s after ten thirty and outside it is dark with stars that shine brightly. Peace envelops me yet my mind is going like wildfire. Instead, I roll onto my back on the bed and cross my legs at the ankles and prop my head up by slinging an arm behind it.I’m wondering what Harper is doing and how she got on with Dylan. I want to call her but don’t want to push it either. Fuck, I have never been so indecisive in my entire life. I’m a man who knows what he wants and goes for it. I never hesitate, I am usually pretty sure and confident. But this situation is a whole new ball game to me, one I don’t think I am playing very well at all.A fire burns in my chest, it could be indigestion from the hot wings I ate in the small dining area of the lodge. They were pretty spicy; however, I think it’s a gnawing gut ache from not knowing what is going on b
HarperHis eyes look red and swollen as he opens the door and stands to the side to allow me entry. Fuck he looks like shit. It takes a lot to make Dylan cry. Usually only over distressed animals and sometimes when we used to watch a sad movie together.“Hi,” I say as I pass him. He looks dishevelled in torn Levi jeans and a black T-shirt. I notice how his muscles are more defined these days, but then he has been putting in a lot of extra time in the gym and on the football ground.“Hi,” he says back and closes the door behind me. I loiter in the entrance. “Go through to the kitchen. I put coffee on, or do you want a cold drink? I’ve got some beers in. Nobody will mind; dad’s not here in any case.”“I’ll stick with coffee; I have Taylor at home and don’t fancy a beer.” I know he has had a beer or two, I can smell it on him.“You go ahead though, I don’t mind,” I tell him. He shrugs his shoulders. Shit, I didn’t think he would be off with me too. I watch as Dylan goes to the fridge and
LevyDammit, I hate having to leave knowing that Harper will have to face the music with Dylan all on her own. Like she hasn’t already got enough on her plate. I did call the rehab clinic before I boarded my flight to check if everything was okay with her mother. Calls are allowed to check in and beside Harper being the main contact, my details are also listed. Naturally since I am paying, they have no objection and know that I am a good friend of the family.Apparently, their mother is doing well for now. She is not being obtrusive and is welcoming visits from the medical team who check in on her and also had her first therapy session. It went well according to the woman, Patricia, that spoke to me over the phone. At least that is one less thing for Harper to have to worry about.Honestly though, I should be with Harper to face Dylan. I’ve landed in Montana and have a driver who is heading East to downtown where I’m booked into a lodge hotel for a few nights. Tomorrow I will head ou
HarperMy phone beeps as I lay on my bed with one arm slung over my face. I’m guessing it is Dylan now that I know he knows. First the angst of having to go through everything with my younger sister and Levy calling, I have no idea how Dylan is going to react towards me.Do I want to have this conversation already? I am drained and then some. What started out as a good day and the best sex I’ve ever had and in Levy’s garage, is now turning out to be a total shit show.On the one hand I kind of liked the idea of Levy and I meeting up in secret. It was clandestine and gave an edge to what we were doing. On the other hand, however, I didn’t like keeping things from my sister.Taylor and I are close, we always have been and even her going through her teenage years has been a dream compared to what most siblings go through during this time. I guess that even though I am her sister, she looks up to me as a parental figure too. It’s a hefty load for a young woman of twenty to carry who has h
LevySHIT! The look on his face tells me that Dylan has heard everything. Fuck it, why did I have my phone on loud speaker? With the volume right up too, what a fucking idiot. Have I not learned anything being a parent? Of course he would hear, it isn’t exactly like you can’t hear a conversation when you pass the door which he would do to get to his own room.His eyes are dark with anger and fury as my heart beats rapidly and seems to be caught in my throat. I haven’t felt like I’ve been caught doing anything wrong or with my pants round my ankles since I was about seven or eight years old when my mother caught me trying to throw our hen’s eggs at a boy across the street for bullying me about my hair being to my chin. What? He kept calling me a girl, he deserved it. And now here I stand face to face with Dylan as he glowers at me.If this look of his could kill, I would be ashes right now on the ground at his feet. Who should speak first? Me or him? I am guessing me since a. I am the
LevyDylan pops his head in the garage just as I am finishing up. “You not left yet?”“As you can see, I am still here. Don’t worry I have plenty of time to get the flight. I wanted to finish up on my bike. It’s all done now. You’ll be okay whilst I’m gone, right?”“Dad,” he looks at me like I’ve said something filthy to him. “I’m a grown up, remember?”I wipe my hands with an old rag then rake one through my dishevelled hair hoping he can’t sense that I just fucked Harper not that long ago right where I am standing.“Time passes quickly, Son. You’ll always be my kid no matter what. Not that I don’t respect you as a man. I can’t help it, Dylan I just worry.”“Yeah, well stop. I’ll be fine. Besides you’re only going for a couple of nights. It’ll do you good to get away from the business and everything.” He doesn’t need to say anymore, it’s been a while since I left. More than two years, and it has taken me the two years since Lilly passed to get my shit together to even want to leave h
HarperDamn it - since when is she so perspective? My blushing and not meeting my sister’s eyes is kind of a dead giveaway. I pull my lips to the side, another quirk I shouldn’t do because then Taylor will know that something is going on.“Harper, seriously? He’s your ex-boyfriend’s father. Are you out of your mind?” Okay I suppose it was inevitable that she knows what is going on. I mean I have been sneaking around and Taylor and I are very close even with the slight age difference.I stand with my arms folded in front of my chest. “Look that is all irrelevant. We are still male and female and attracted to each other. I can’t help that he’s Levy’s dad and he can’t help that I dated Levy before.”Her eyes bug out of her head. “But he’s like a dad’s age. He is old enough to be your own father. What the fuck?”“Hey no need to swear like that. You know better.”“Don’t even go there with me Harper, you swear like a sailor even though you pretend not to swear around me too much.”I take a
HarperI put on my coat and turn to walk towards the garage door. Just as I turn, I feel Levy’s hand on my wrist, his touch warm and electrifying sending goosebumps along my arm. The man is looking intense, his eyes dark and brooding.“You know, Harper I would never tie you down, don’t you?” He looks sincere.“I know that, Levy and you aren’t. I want to be with you. Don’t ask me how this can happen so quickly but it’s all I have ever wanted for a long while. At first sure, I just wanted to have sex with you but now there is something deeper running through my body.” I bite my lower lip and lower my lashes.He takes his other hand and lifts up my chin, our eyes meet. Damn, it feels as if his eyes are looking right through my soul, scorching me and branding me from the inside. Intense, right?“I’m not sure what I am feeling right now either, Harper but it’s more than a quick fuck or two here or there. I don’t know how to really handle a friends with benefits situation. I’ve never done t