Levy“Sir, can you tell us what happened please?” A dark-haired woman who stands to my shoulder asks me. She has a friendly yet no-nonsense face.“I only just arrived when I saw that fucker,” she shoots her eyebrows up at me. “Apologies, I mean that man leaning into Harper. He had her pinned to the damn wall.” She nods her head and takes a few notes on her small pad. Do they still carry those things around?“And what happened then?” It’s kind of obvious to me what happened then surely, she can see that, I get she’s only doing her job right now but my mind is on Harper.Another female office took her inside and is questioning her in the comfort of her own home. No doubt they will insist she gets checked out. Knowing Harper she will refuse. And I can only imagine that by how her sister is already downstairs with all the commotion outside her house. All I want to do is put my arms around my baby and hold her tightly into my chest to comfort and protect her.I rake a hand through my hair
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
LeviI 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
HarperIt sure was fun watching Levi suffer like that. He’s a man, I know he’s tempted and best of all he’s an older man, a man with experience. All girls like that, right? A man who’ll know exactly what to do, not like boys. I love his broad shoulders and those sexy, black tattoos he has running up his arms, let me tell you he is such a turn on. I wonder how big his dick is and cannot wait to get home later tonight to play with my vibrator thinking about Levi fucking me.“Earth calling, Harper. Where’s your head at?” Dylan asks as he turns to look at me coming through his bedroom. It’s painted in sky blue with a double bed on the right, his writing and study desk on the left wall and he still has his dinosaurs on display from when he was a kid. Some things will never change.“Oh, nowhere.” I tell him as I flop myself down on the bed, dumping my bag with my books in it on the floor.“I know that look, is it a boy? Tell me, are you seeing someone new.”“Hell no. Are you seeing a girl?”
Levi“Night, Levi.” Harper calls out from the narrow hallway. How I kept it together through dinner I have no fucking idea. I rake my hands through my dark hair then reach for the band on my wrist and tie it up into my usual man-bun. Her voice is as sweet as honey and the way her ass moves as she walks to the door is not leaving much to my imagination, nor as those Daisy Duke shorts she’s wearing, if she were to bend down I’d be able to see the color of her damn panties. My dick hurts.“Night, Sunflower, take care of your mom when you get in and try get the bottle away from her. Hopefully with some food inside her she might get a good night’s sleep.”“Doubt it but I’ll try. You know what she can be like. She’s testy at the best of times.” Don’t I know it. I’ve had Harper’s mom shut the door on my face one too many times and Lilly, God rest her soul tried hard with Harper’s mom too.“She’s so cool, right, Dad?” I hear Dylan say as I shout out bye to Harper having given her a casserole
HarperDamn, Levi sure is hot. I can feel my wetness in my panties. Being so close to him was such a thrill. I’ve been fantasizing about that man for years, I know it’s wrong because I was dating Dylan but hell, tell me a girl who hasn’t fantasized about their boyfriend’s daddy at one point in their life.And anyway, it’s my business who I like and don’t like. I’m back home now, the house is quiet. My mother is where I left her, on the sofa. She needs help only I have no idea how to help her. My sister, Taylor and yes my mommy named her after Taylor Swift, is clearing up in the lounge as I step through the wooden door that needs mending. What my mommy needs is a good man to take care of her, but first we need to get her to clean up her act.Taylor and I have tried getting her to see a doctor, to go to a rehab clinic and to go attend AA meetings, but my mother just gives up. She think’s it’s way easier to drown in a bottle than put in the hard work and face up to her life and start sor
Levi“What’s got you this morning?” Daryl asks me as he lays on the floor by a Harley and assesses what needs doing. He’s a lanky guy with carrot red hair, we grew up together and when he needed a job having been laid off by the big bike dealer here in town I gave him a job. He’s been a good worker for me for the last few years.“Nothing, just stuff on my mind.” I tell him as I head over to the kettle on the workbench at the back of this unit. I’ve got several units here in town and in the next town too. My business does well as a repair shop for motorbikes of all description you name it we can fix it, my favorite is when I get a vintage classic come through the doors. We also tinker around fixing some old rust buckets up and sell them on. That’s where the real money is.“You could have fooled me boss, you’re stomping around like a bear with a sore head. Don’t tell me there’s a woman involved.” He chuckles, I snort.“A woman, behave Daryl since when do I date women? You know I’ve not
Harley Monday came round way too soon for my liking, I spent most of the weekend daydreaming about Levi and wishing I was living with him instead of being at home trying to take care of my mother and my sister, Taylor.The college classes start in thirty minutes, I’m out front with Dylan. “You done your assignment?” he asks me, his brows furrowed.“Yeah, got it done, I think I’ll get a good grade. You?”“Same, it wasn’t a walk in the park though. Hey, wait I’ll catch up with you later, I spot Lacey I want to go talk with her.” Do I think it’s weird that my ex has a thing for my bestie? No, not really of course not, I mean I have the hots for his dad and then some. I swear, however, if Dylan found out, he’d probably not stay friends with me.I spot Tillie and Mylee two of my other close friends coming towards me, today they’re sporting skinny jeans and matching sweaters, cute. They often dress alike, don’t ask me why but it’s their thing and their clothes sure are cute. Their folks ha
Levy“Sir, can you tell us what happened please?” A dark-haired woman who stands to my shoulder asks me. She has a friendly yet no-nonsense face.“I only just arrived when I saw that fucker,” she shoots her eyebrows up at me. “Apologies, I mean that man leaning into Harper. He had her pinned to the damn wall.” She nods her head and takes a few notes on her small pad. Do they still carry those things around?“And what happened then?” It’s kind of obvious to me what happened then surely, she can see that, I get she’s only doing her job right now but my mind is on Harper.Another female office took her inside and is questioning her in the comfort of her own home. No doubt they will insist she gets checked out. Knowing Harper she will refuse. And I can only imagine that by how her sister is already downstairs with all the commotion outside her house. All I want to do is put my arms around my baby and hold her tightly into my chest to comfort and protect her.I rake a hand through my hair
HarperHis breath stinks of hard liquor it repulses me. I feel like I am going to gag. His voice is low and laced with danger and threat. How on earth did my mother even get involved with men like this? It saddens my heart and entire being to realize exactly how low she got. Fuck, I hope she makes it through rehab.“Don’t talk to me like that you piece of scum,” I hiss at him not backing down. What’s he going to do? Slit my throat? Hardly, he won’t get a dime that way.“I want my money, Princess otherwise I’m going to have to take you.” He sneers; his teeth are yellow I can make them out with the light that is on our porch wall. With all of my being I hope that Taylor is in bed, she doesn’t need to witness this.“I don’t have any money, I’m broke. My mom is broke and besides she isn’t around.”He leans in closer and threads a lock of my hair around his finger, the one and only strand that has somehow managed to break away. He curls it making my stomach heave. Fear is not something I a
HarperIt’s now been a couple of days and tonight is the night that Levy flies back in and God how I have missed him. I feel like I am on some kind of auto-pilot getting through my college work and doing my shifts at the café.Taylor has been upbeat and since our conversation she hasn’t mentioned the whole Levy and I seeing each other thing. I am not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing. In any case, at least she isn’t having a go at me about it. I let out a sigh of relief as I wait for the tables to empty.It’s now ten in the evening and my feet are absolutely killing me. The sooner this shift finishes the better. My friend here at the café, Marla is waiting to cash up. It was a busy evening. Since our boss has started offering basic evening meals, we get a lot of traffic and walk-ins.“Long night, right?” Marla says as she tucks a stray strand of her curly, black hair behind her ear. I’d die for hair with body like hers. Everything about Marla is exotic and beautiful. From he
LevyI’m still smiling this morning and feeling pretty damn good even with the weight of Dylan on my mind right now. It’s been a helluva long time since I felt this good and it is all down to my ray of sunshine, Harper. Fuck if anyone told me I could feel like this I’d have given them a look that would kill. There was no way I would have believed them and me smiling, at silly time in the morning – that is definitely unheard of.Usually, I wake with an aching heart, a dull sensation that never goes away. The type of feeling that someone has ripped your heart out and shredded it with glass until it bleeds and bleeds. Losing Lilly was the hardest thing I ever went through, leaving me physically in pain without her by my side. Watching Dylan mourn for his mother too wasn’t easy to handle.Yet this morning, for the first time in two years I don’t feel as if my world is black and it’s yet another day to get through one way or another. It seems bright like the rainbow has come out after the
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