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Chapter 9
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LevyListening to them all chat shit about their music, most of the groups I haven’t even heard of or the artists and their college work, hits me right in the fucking gut, it highlights just how much of an age gap there is between Harper and myself. Jeez, eighteen years, I feel like an old crumbly just looking at her and sneaking glances at her in my rearview. Oh, fuck now I’m turning into some pervert, and feverishly try recalling all the couples out there that are in age gap relationships. Why couldn’t this be forward in time when she’s at least thirty and I’m forty-eight it just sounds better. Doesn’t it?We arrive back at mine in around twenty-five minutes, I had to stop to get fuel - this truck of mine drinks it and even though I ought to consider getting a more environmentally friendly one, as Dylan keeps banging on and on about, I’d be sad to see this go. My father owned it and had it since he first learned to drive, so yeah, it has plenty of sentimental value.Dylan, Lacey and
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HarperI can’t stop staring at Levy, even the way he eats pizza is a turn on, and don’t even get me started on him licking his lips and savouring every bite, damn he is a panty dropping guy that’s for sure.“You want us to come round later, too?” Dylan asks between mouthfuls of pizza. I shake my head, I kind of want Levy all to myself not that anything can happen. Look, I’m not that dumb okay, my ma will be around, and my sister should be back from practice in any case. But Dylan being around when I have fantasies about his daddy, it, well even I admit it feels wrong. Not guilty, I don’t feel that, but just awkward.I didn’t set my way on fancying Levy it just happened, I would notice him in his tight, black jeans the ones I love with tears in them and the way he wears a T-shirt makes me go weak at the knees and giddy. I bet Levy when he fucks a woman, he brings her to a firework, stars and bright white lights type of orgasm. Okay, now I have to clench my thighs together.Lacey looks s
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LevyThis girl is going to be the death of me yet. The way her ass moves, the way I want to slide my arms around her small waist and pull her against my chest and to feel my erection growing in my pants. But I can’t, she has to be off limits to me, and I am doing everything I can do prevent myself from doing something totally stupid. Only, it isn’t easy I can tell you that much.Jeez, what would my friends think if they knew I had a boner and the hots for a girl eighteen years younger than me not to mention, Dylan’s ex-girlfriend? Oh, and his best friend. I shake my head as she opens the front door to her house across the street.I notice that the woodwork needs painting, the window frames could do with sanding, revarnishing or maybe a lick of paint too. I make mental notes about the exterior, it’s clear that her mother doesn’t have the kind of money needed to bring this house back to life again. It won’t take me much to repair what needs doing or do some painting. It could be fresh an
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HarperAnd I meant it. I did like his hands on me at his house. as his large, calloused hands touched me. But now my mind is on my momma. She’s so poorly and it looks as if she might have OD’d. I mean, shit. This isn’t what my sister and I are supposed to be going through, we know that.More to the point, my m0mma shouldn’t be going through this either. Nothing was the same when my daddy took off and left us. He’s a good man, but he just couldn’t take it no more and my mother was always a drinker until daddy left.Then it got a whole lot worse, and she hit the bottle even more, and started using soft drugs then harder stuff. It scares me to see her looking so pale and so frail as they put her on a stretcher thing and load her into the back of the ambulance. Meanwhile, Levy stays by my side. Damn I want him to put his arm around my shoulders, but he doesn’t. I guess he thinks it’d be weird.Fuck’s sake, I am a woman not a kid. I’m twenty, almost twenty-one. Beside me my kid sister is h
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Harper I’m not prepared at all for how my mother looks. She’s hooked up to all sorts of machines and looks, well kinda grey. Her face has lost all its color, her eyes are closed. Taylor lets out a little whimper. I squeeze her hand.“Hey, it’ll be okay. Momma is in the right place, the best place for her right now. She’ll make it. She’s just been through a lot. Stay strong, Kiddo.”She wipes her tears from her face with her free hand, nods and gives me a slight smile. “There’s my girl. Levy is going to help us. When she’s done at the hospital and they let her out, he’s got her a placed booked at the best residential drug rehab place.”“Is he paying for it?” Her voice is a whisper. “We can’t afford that?”“Yes, he is. He said he’d take care of whatever we needed.”“That’s a lot, right? I mean he’s only our neighbor even if you did date Dylan for a few years.”“He’s a nice guy, Taylor. That’s what neighbors do for one another.” She raises her eyebrows. Okay, I get it. She thinks there
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LevyAnd finally, she sleeps. Her head is on my shoulder, and it feels exactly where it should be, even though I shouldn’t quite like it as much as I do I can’t help but love the way the warmth radiates of her soft cheek on my shoulder.Should I drape an arm around her? Would it look too much like we’re lovers? I know we’re not but still what would the nurses think? They can clearly see I am old enough to be her father, albeit a young father. Hell, thirty-eight isn’t old but the way I feel sometimes having gone through fatherhood with Dylan from a very young age and losing my wife Lilly, there are days when I feel old, like proper old.She breathes softly, it’s fast becoming my favorite sound the way she makes these adorable, cute noises. I consider recording her to listen to her when I lay in my lonely bed at night, when this hospital ordeal is over.A nurse passes us by and smiles warmly at me. She must think that Harper is my daughter. Fuck it, I’m putting my arm around her more fo
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