Well at least Levy has relented to a certain degree. I just want him to realize that Harper can make him whole again xoxo
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
HarperOh my gosh you need to see Levy’s face, he is blushing. A burly biker with tatts up and down his arms is blushing like a kid. It’s adorable. “Harper do not push me. I am taking you on a soft date, not a necking in my truck session. Fuck,” he says as he runs his hands through his hair which is down and hangs to his chin. Usually, he wears it up in a man bun but this with his corkscrew curls is way sexier. His warm eyes are, however, dark and I can see that my words have brought something in him back to life.“What?” I feign innocence, “it’s just a random question, Levy. Chill. Seriously, I wouldn’t let any man fuck me on the first date.” He huffs out a breath.“Good, because I am seriously out of practice to be honest, Harper. I haven’t dated in a long time not since Lilly. Which was a while ago, before Dylan was born.”“Come off it, Levy I know you go out with women. I’ve seen a few on the back of your bike.” It’s true and each time I wanted to drag them off by their hair billow
LevyHoly Moly, what in the hell do I do? This girl is a firecracker, and she is making my dick strain in my pants. She’s sitting there looking all confident and sassy, licking her bottom lip. I want to bite that damn lip and suck on it, explore her filthy mouth with my tongue. But… we are on a first date. I still can’t get over that I am on a date. With a girl who is just twenty. Who is my son’s ex-girlfriend. Would people wonder if she is my daughter or something?As if she can read my mind, Harper says, “hey you look miles away. What are you thinking? Or are you wondering what I do when I think about you at night in my bedroom?”I almost choke on my Light Bud, managing to salvage myself from making a complete fool out of myself. “I think we should talk about something different, don’t you?”“Not really. You have no idea how long I have waited to get out with you. Levy you should know that since Dylan and I broke up and I grew up some, I have been fantasizing about you almost every
LevyOh, shit now there is a problem since I know that there is no way Harper has managed to get out the front not with all those bolts on and Dylan coming out of his room. There is nowhere possible she could be hiding other than in the kitchen, hoping to get out of the back door. He is coming down the stairs and stands in front of me, one step up."Dad what is wrong with you? You're acting all freaking' weird right now.""Sorry, Son how about we give the ice cream a rain check? I changed my mind. Listen get back to your room." This awards me some serious raised eyebrows and a head tilt."Are you seriously telling me to go back to bed, at my age? Fuck, Dad you need to seek some help or something. First you tell me you're not watching porn and unless you had someone stashed away in your wardrobe, I am pretty convinced I heard a woman's voice. And secondly, now you don't want to have ice cream like we used to. By the way who was the woman's voice then?" Shit, I rake my hand through my
Harper“Holy shit, is he going to come in?” I don’t wait for Levy to reply. There is no way I am letting Dylan catch me in Levy’s room butt naked, on top of his daddy. Shit, shit and fucking shit. I disentangle myself from Levy quicker than ice cream melting on a summer’s day and fling myself under the bed, grabbing my clothes that are on the floor. Okay not the best idea, the hardwood floor is not exactly warm nor was it a soft landing. I groan.“Ssh, he will hear you!” Levy is growling. Fucking growling. Like it’s my fault Dylan is knocking on the door. Well maybe it is a bit since I tried to be quiet, but hell that man’s cock is so huge, it was kinda difficult to keep silent.“Dad, I’m coming in.” The door handle moves, I hope Levy has covered himself up. The door opens, I catch my breath and can see Dylan’s feet in slippers. Tartan slippers. Huh, since when does Dylan wear old man’s slippers? Right! This is new. Why am I even concerned about his damn slippers when I am cold and na
LevyJeez-us what is a man to do when a woman says that to you? I don’t stand a chance. She is a little spitfire and has shown me on more than one occasion that when Harper wants something, boy does she go for it.Her top is already off, her hand is sliding down inside my bottoms. Holy cow. I hiss, “Harper, this isn’t a good idea,” I am cut off unable to speak as soon as she grabs my hard cock and squeezes it with her hand.“Holy fuck, Woman. You are going to be the death of me.” She gives me a wink and begins to move her hand up and down my shaft, I suck in some air. I need to get a control of myself, the mere touch of her warm fingers gripping me tight is enough for my balls to tighten and already begin to tingle.“Ssh,” she says putting one finger to her rosebud lips. “You don’t want to wake Dylan now then do you? Or give him any reason to come to your room.”“Hell, Harper I feel like I’m a teenager again.”“And that’s a bad thing?”“No, I’m just saying. It’s weird is all.”“Just r
Harper“What do you think I’m doing out here? Now let me in!”“Dylan is home, I can’t let you in the front door. What the hell, Harper. Go back home.” Like hell I will. I want him and I am not going back to my house. It’s bad enough we are sneaking around like kids in high school right now. I even had to wait until Taylor’s light went out. Not that I think my sister is sleeping. More than likely she is reading until the early hours. That we both have in common. Usually, when I’m not outside a man’s window in the cold dark of night.“I can climb the drainpipe” or this trellis.”“What? No way, you will fall and hurt yourself. Jeez-us you’re going to give me a heart attack, woman.”I giggle, “don’t worry I used to climb up Dylan’s all the time when we were younger, and you and Lilly were in the lounge watching television.” His eyes almost pop out of his head.“I’m coming up now get out of my way so I can get through the window.” Oh, this is kind of fun sneaking around and climbing up the
Levy“Where is your head at, Man?” Lex frowns at me. “Your game is shit tonight. I’m gonna whip your ass so bad with my hand of cards you are going to walk out of here a broke man.” He chuckles. I flick him the bird.It’s poker night with our team, Roger, Jax, Michael and Dean are all sitting around the table with a bottle of beer in front of them. I’m not drinking since I got over here on my bike.“I have no idea, Mate. Not myself tonight.” I try to avoid the question because I am not going to mention my evening with Harper and the embarrassment of some park ranger almost catching me with my pants around my ankles. Fuck’s sake, I am thirty-eight not a horny teenager.“How’s the dating going, Levy?” Roger takes a drink of his beer. “Folding, I’m out,” he says as he throws his cards on the table. I’ve got a shit hand too, but I want to hang in a little while longer before I fold.In the background the flat screen television is playing rock music, it’s always rock music at Lex’s where w
Harper“Say, you got in pretty late last night, where did you go?” Dylan is fixing his eyes on me and I’m telling you, it is as if he knows I was out with his daddy.“Harper, your tables are waiting,” Mo calls out from behind me.“Er, right. Got it, Mo. Are the platters ready yet?” Mo’s diner is one of the busiest here in our small town and I’ve worked a few shifts a night here for the last couple of years. I don’t earn a bucket load, but the tips are good and it’s gone towards putting food on the table for my sister and I more than once. Especially when my momma had spent her meagre benefits on drugs or drink.Mo nods and hands me the plates from the serving hatch. It’s one of those diners where everyone can see in behind the counter to the kitchen with all its new and shiny, stainless-steel appliances. Mo has just spent a vast sum of money on sprucing the joint up.All the vinyl type bench seats have been replaced with wood ones and pretty floral cushions – violets and peonies. It s
Levy“Oh, hey dad. Did you have a good night with your mates?” Dylan is sitting on the sofa with his legs on the coffee table. Lacey is snuggled in against his chest and the television is on with some movie or other. His eyes look trusting and now I feel like a total cunt because I have been close and personal with not only his best friend, but his ex-girlfriend.“Er, yeah it was okay?” Is that lying because I wasn’t out with my friends.“Just okay? You normally have a good night with them all. How is Lex doing?”Shit, now I have to lie some more you already know how much I hate lying. “He’s good, yeah all good. So, how was your night? Been behaving yourself?” I notice that Lacey blushes, exactly what I thought. Still, my kid is well past the age of being allowed to have sex and legally. And let’s face it I started pretty early. I was barely sixteen when I had my first taste of pussy.“We’ve had a good night, had a bite to eat and stuff,” I know what he means by stuff. “Then we starte
Harper“What happened to you?” Taylor asks with her eyes narrowed. I feel a little uncomfortable being scrutinized by my kid sister like this.“What do you mean, what happened to me? Nothing happened to me. I was out like I said I would be.”“Mm, so why do you look like you have been dragged through a hedge?”“What? I don’t!” I rake my hand through my hair that is now disheveled from making out with Levy in the back of his truck. Okay and my top is definitely rumpled.“Listen, your face is flushed as hell, your hair is a mess, and you never have messed up hair. It’s always perfect. You have been making out, haven’t you?”“Taylor, need I remind you that you are my kid sister not my elder sister and certainly not my mother,” I say as I manage to slip out of my footwear at the front door. Honestly, the way she is sizing me up I haven’t even had a chance to get in properly.“And how did you get home? Where did you walk from?”“What is with the twenty questions sis? Give it a rest. So? I w
HarperHis voice is so low almost like a growl. It sends shivers throughout my body as I do what he tells me and lick my pussy juices from my fingers, sucking on them as if it were his cock. He groans.“Fuck, you are a little minx, Harper. You’re driving me insane here.” He leans over and kisses my head, his lips warm and soft.“Well, you could always let me return the favor you know. How about we get those restrictive pants off you and I suck your hard cock and relieve some tension in those blue balls of yours?”“Holy fuck, woman. Stop. Otherwise, I’m going to shoot my load in my pants.” He makes me giggle, the thought of it. A man like Levy is coming undone for me. His eyes are hooded, the lights from the top of his truck make it clear to see that he is as turned on as I am.“Let me suck your cock, Levy. Please.” I know he’s finding it hard to resist me. I mean it isn’t easy to miss the raging hard-on he’s sporting right now. He shakes his head.“No, you have to wait. Besides, haven