Chapter 2

Levi

I know it’s hot in the kitchen where I’m cooking but more to the point it’s Harper, that girl is all woman but there’s a problem she is just twenty years of age. Being anywhere near her is killing me that and she’s my boy’s ex-girlfriend. Fucked up, right? You bet it is.

I’m old enough to be her dad, okay so being thirty-eight isn’t like ancient but I had Dylan when his mother and I were just kids ourselves at eighteen. We had an accident, but hell let me tell you, Dylan was the best accident in the world. We loved him like no tomorrow, he was our entire universe, and he still is mine.

It hasn’t been easy. When Lilly died three years ago, it was hard to watch her suffer whilst the cancer ate away at her and I became the only parent to Dylan. To be honest, I had to be the main parent ever since Lilly first became sick. I stir the food.

“So, Levi how’s it going?” Harper asks me, is she standing too close to me? I like the way my name sounds as she says it, like silk. I wonder even though I shouldn’t how it would sound coming from her lips if I had my cock inside her. Fuck I need to stop thinking about Harper like that. She’s just a kid in my eyes even though she’s twenty and by rights a woman now. I wish I didn’t feel like this but Man that girl has all grown up.

She’s no longer the kid with braces and glasses who’d come over and play with Dylan when they were eleven going on thirty, the little girl who’d fall off his skateboard and need a plaster on her knee. No way, this girl is all grown up with long, lean legs from all the running she does, her waist is small, I reckon I could span my hands around it easily and that long blonde hair of hers, hangs down her back like a waterfall. I try to focus on the food I’m cooking instead of her butt in those skimpy shorts she is wearing. Do you reckon she knows what she’s doing to me.

“It’s going well, Sunflower. Don’t you want to go hang with Dylan?” I have to get rid of her, I’m bursting in my pants right now and hugging as close to the hob and counter as much as I can without burning myself. There is no way I can let her see she’s causing me to have an erection which is killing me in my jeans.

“Sure, I’ll go up and see him in a bit, I kinda like talking to you, Levi.” Damn I could easily crush my lips on hers and press her up against my groin. The heat is getting to me, I can’t tell if it’s the hot food cooking away on the hob or her close proximity to me right now.

She moves closer to me, she smells of jasmine, it fills my nostrils. I want to move towards her and reach my hands around her waist and kiss her with such a force it takes me by surprise. Instantly, I feel guilty. I shouldn’t feel like this about Harper. Of all people not her but she is difficult to resist. I place the wooden spoon down that I’ve been stirring the food with and move back slightly. She comes closer. Her corn blue eyes are wide and innocent looking. I don’t even want to wonder if she is still a virgin or not, God help me I don’t want to think about if Dylan and Harper have had sex.

“Maybe you should go up now, Harper.” I growl at her more fiercely thank I perhaps should have done. She looks surprised, her eyebrows raise then she cocks her head. I watch as she runs her tongue across her bottom lip and feel my cock twitch in my pants.

“Hey, you’re here.” Dylan says as he comes bowling into the kitchen. “Wondered where the hell you got to. You said you’d be here in a few minutes. Hey Dad when will dinner be ready, I’m starving?” The kid is always starving, I swear he has hollow legs. He’s lean like a basketball player.

“Not long. Say, why don’t you kids go on up and study and I’ll give you a shout in around thirty minutes or so.”

“I’m not a kid anymore.” Harper tells me and places a hand on her hip that she juts out. Fuck me, she’s going to undo me any minute now.

“You’re always going to be kids to me.” I tell her gruffly.

“Yeah, Dad we’re like twenty now, news flash coming in. We. Are. Not. Kids.” Dylan swats me playfully on the arm. “C’mon Harper we’ve got work to do and you’re slacking. Is your mom okay?” He always worries about Harper’s mom. It’s no secret the woman has issues and is a drunk, we’ve tried to help by being there for her and for Harper, but she just can’t let the drinking go. I’ve cooked more dinners for Harper over the years and Lilly too when she was alive, than Harper’s own mother.

“She’s fine. You know how it is. Hanging on to the damn bottle on the sofa.”

“You can take her some dinner over later, Sunflower.” My voice is softer this time. I’d do anything to make Harper’s life better. Literally anything. The girl is special, she’s always full of sunshine and roses, nothing gets her down and when Lilly died, she was there for Dylan and I. Always making sure we were good to go and cooking for us when we couldn’t face doing it.

“I’ll grab us some water, Dylan go on up, I’ll be right behind you.” She tells my son then looks at me and winks. God fucking help me, she’s going to be the death of me.

Dylan takes himself out of the kitchen and heads back up the stairs. Harper comes and stands by my side at the kitchen sink. My arms are folded across my chest, my ankles crossed as I lean against the counter. She brushes her arm against mine, electric pulses through my entire body like a shock. It’s been a very long time since any kind of touch has done that to me. She leans across me to grab a glass from the cupboard by my head, her breast brushes against my bicep.

“Just letting you know, Levi that I’m all woman now Levi.”