HarperThe distinct rumble and roar of his bike hits my ears first as I finish up doing the dishes. Taylor swings round on the stool. “Is that Levy?” She hops off and runs through the lounge area to the front window.“Oh my God, he’s back.” Okay - my sister is so happy that Levy and I are together, it honestly warms my heart. Now she’s clapping her hands and looks more like a five-year-old at a Christmas party with lots of presents, than a fifteen going on sixteen-year-old.I throw the towel down that I was drying dishes with and go stand beside her. He pulls up on the drive out front, tuns of the bike and reaches up to remove his helmet. All that gorgeous hair of his spills out, he’s like something off a movie as it falls to his chin with natural waves. I cannot wait to run my fingers through his mane later this evening.“He looks tired,” Taylor says.“He does,” I agree as I move away and go to greet him at the front door.“Hey stranger,” I say as I open it and he comes towards me. I
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
HarperThe distinct rumble and roar of his bike hits my ears first as I finish up doing the dishes. Taylor swings round on the stool. “Is that Levy?” She hops off and runs through the lounge area to the front window.“Oh my God, he’s back.” Okay - my sister is so happy that Levy and I are together, it honestly warms my heart. Now she’s clapping her hands and looks more like a five-year-old at a Christmas party with lots of presents, than a fifteen going on sixteen-year-old.I throw the towel down that I was drying dishes with and go stand beside her. He pulls up on the drive out front, tuns of the bike and reaches up to remove his helmet. All that gorgeous hair of his spills out, he’s like something off a movie as it falls to his chin with natural waves. I cannot wait to run my fingers through his mane later this evening.“He looks tired,” Taylor says.“He does,” I agree as I move away and go to greet him at the front door.“Hey stranger,” I say as I open it and he comes towards me. I
LevyDid I sleep at all last night? The long and short answer is absolutely not, maybe an hour here and there.Too much shit was swimming around my mind. And you would think it was because of the threat towards me but no. It was the fact that I had stupidly up and left Harper without so much as offering my girl and explanation. What an utter douchebag and now I feel like a complete asshole.I rake my hand through my messed-up hair and then over the growth on my chin. When did I even last shave? There’s a knock at the room’s door. “Yeah?” I call out as I throw back the duvet and sling on my biker, black jeans. My chest is bare, my nipples peaked since there is no heating in the room and it’s not exactly a warm morning.“It’s Lex. Get your fat, lazy ass out of bed!” His voice is deep and rumbles, the cheeky fucker.“Fuck you, Man. I’ve been awake for hours,” I say as I unlock the door and swing it open. “Jeez did you not get much sleep either? You look like shit.”“Asshole,” he mutters
LevyI nod, what else can I say? It was a fucked-up scenario - one I keep trying to stop thinking about but it will never happen and even though Lex has urged me to go to therapy to handle it, that won’t happen either. The dark memories, the secret that only my brothers know – that will never go away.What if Harper finds out? What the fuck is she going to think of me then? Will she leave me? Fuck, I tip my glass to Finnegan to shoot me another shot. He does just that.My mobile vibrates in my pocket. I check; it’s Harper. “You gonna take that?” Lex says as he looks at me.“I don’t know what to say to her, Man. What can I say?”“How about the truth, always the best place to start,” Michael butts in.“Send her a message to at least say you are okay and with your brothers, that you’ll be home in a couple of days or something. Don’t leave her hanging, Man. That’s just a dickish, cowardly thing to do.” Lex is always right, how did he become the sensible one out of all of us? Guessing he j
LevyFuck, I thought I left my past behind but obviously not as I pull into the car park of the old, beaten-up shack Finnegan’s that we used to haunt as young men. I’m waiting for my guys to turn up as I take my helmet off and set it on the tank. My band has come out of my ponytail – I snap another one off my wrist and pull my hair that is chin length, into a knot on top of my head.And fuck too, that I had to leave Harper behind like I did. It was a damn, asshole move. The worst, what a shit thing to do. Send her a message. Dammit, I spit on the ground missing my beaten up, black biker boots.From my black biker jacket pocket, I pull out my mobile and read the message for something like the thousandth time.You killed him. Now it's your turn. Who has this number? It’s only used for my biker bros, Dylan, Harper and Taylor. Everyone else uses my work number. Someone must be dealing from the inside. And who the hell is it messaging me? Naturally when I messaged back to tell them to go
HarperMy heart hammers, something isn't feeling right about his text. Levy wouldn't just get up and go like this, it's not his style. Why didn't he mention yesterday he was leaving down? I read the message again something has come up.... I furrow my brow. What has come up? Why can't he tell me?I feel someone bump into me and look up, it's Dylan. "Did you know your dad was going out of town today?" I ask him as he apologizes for knocking into me."Huh, no. What do you mean he's gone out of town? We were supposed to be having a dinner tonight; you know a guy's night out with his friends. How do you know?"Exasperated I show him my mobile with the message. He furrows his dark brows. "That's fucking weird. My dad never takes off like that. He hasn't messaged me. Maybe he will be back by this evening."We move along as our classes are in adjoining rooms. "It doesn't sound like that to me. I'll try calling him.""Okay and I will message him and ask him what's going on. See you in an hour
HarperIt’s recess and Dylan is going out for practice, honestly, he seems to be hard at it recently. There is a game coming up on the weekend my mother is due home. It’s a bit rubbish since I want to watch but I want to be there for my mother more. Dylan understands.This morning’s classes were grueling and some days I fantasize about giving it all up and being a stay at home mom with Levy as my guy. A girl can daydream. Him telling me that he would love a few babies has warmed my heart. It’s given me even more confidence in our future together. Sometimes I worry that he will think I am too young or immature and leave me for another woman who is more sophisticated and a few years older.Lacey comes over and takes a seat carrying a blue plastic tray with a coffee on it and what looks to be an egg sandwich. “Hey, how was the morning?” she asks as she sits down and places the tray on the table.“Boring, I am not enjoying it right now. I just want to have lots of Levy babies and be at ho
LevyI can’t stop smiling, it’s like a permanent fixture on my face these days. Harper has gone off to college and I can’t stop thinking about our night after dinner. The girl is insatiable, it makes me wonder if I can keep up with her. And I am exhausted, after pleasuring her and giving her five orgasms? Yep, I need hefty amounts of Red Bull and plenty of coffee.“Hey, Man, you look fucked what’s going on?” Lex asks as he saunters into my garage workshop downtown. I place the rag down I was using for the oil on the bike I am working on and take a drink of the caffeinated drink.“Late nights, early mornings. Harper has been staying with me for a couple of nights.”He raises an eyebrow. “What about her sister?”“She has been staying with us too. What? You think we’d leave Taylor at home all the time? No matter how much she tells us she is an adult, the girl is only fifteen.”“Okay, glad to hear that. So, the woman is too much for you to handle, right?” He lets out a loud laugh throwing
HarperShit, Levy looks pale as if the blood has drawn from his face. I take in a deep breath and try to stop the tears from falling. The lump in my throat hurts so bad. He rubs my hand with his thumb, “tell me,” he says with a hoarse voice.The waitress comes to our table. She’s Hispanic looking with gorgeous, long dark hair tied up in a high ponytail. Her eyes are charcoaled and remind me of cat’s eyes the way she has winged them in the corner. I’m useless at that kind of thing, I end up looking like a crackhead when I try to put liner on. Hence, I leave it off.“Can I get you guys anything?” she asks with a bright smile on her pretty face. Levy looks at me.“Give us a few more minutes please.” Levy replies nicely to her.“Sure, no problem. I’m Gisella, give me a shout when you guys are ready.” Off she goes with her hips swaying, no doubt for Levy’s benefit only he isn’t looking at her. His full attention is on me.“Am I going to be a daddy again, Harper?” My heart cracks wide open.
LevyWow she looks amazing in biker jeans and a tight, black jacket. “I’m ready,” Harper says with a big cheesy grin on her face. To see her so happy makes my heart soar but there is something in her eyes. For some reason the smile isn’t quite hitting there.“Hey, you okay?” I know my girl and I can sense something is slightly off. She nods.“Absolutely, let’s go. I’ve been dying to get on your Harley since forever. I love the sound of the engine.”“Wait until you get on and feel the power, girl you are going to love it. Whatever is on your mind you know you can tell me anything, right?”“Of course.” She walks towards me and plants a sexy kiss on my lips making my dick get a memo to bend her over on the bike and rip those tight as fuck jeans right down.I pass her a black helmet with our club’s logo on it and straddle the bike putting the foot pegs out for her. Harper steps up and swings one leg over then places her arms around my waist. “It’s wider than it looks, right?”I chuckle as