All Chapters of The Ex's Daddy : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

HarperDamn it - since when is she so perspective? My blushing and not meeting my sister’s eyes is kind of a dead giveaway. I pull my lips to the side, another quirk I shouldn’t do because then Taylor will know that something is going on.“Harper, seriously? He’s your ex-boyfriend’s father. Are you out of your mind?” Okay I suppose it was inevitable that she knows what is going on. I mean I have been sneaking around and Taylor and I are very close even with the slight age difference.I stand with my arms folded in front of my chest. “Look that is all irrelevant. We are still male and female and attracted to each other. I can’t help that he’s Levy’s dad and he can’t help that I dated Levy before.”Her eyes bug out of her head. “But he’s like a dad’s age. He is old enough to be your own father. What the fuck?”“Hey no need to swear like that. You know better.”“Don’t even go there with me Harper, you swear like a sailor even though you pretend not to swear around me too much.”I take a

LevySHIT! The look on his face tells me that Dylan has heard everything. Fuck it, why did I have my phone on loud speaker? With the volume right up too, what a fucking idiot. Have I not learned anything being a parent? Of course he would hear, it isn’t exactly like you can’t hear a conversation when you pass the door which he would do to get to his own room.His eyes are dark with anger and fury as my heart beats rapidly and seems to be caught in my throat. I haven’t felt like I’ve been caught doing anything wrong or with my pants round my ankles since I was about seven or eight years old when my mother caught me trying to throw our hen’s eggs at a boy across the street for bullying me about my hair being to my chin. What? He kept calling me a girl, he deserved it. And now here I stand face to face with Dylan as he glowers at me.If this look of his could kill, I would be ashes right now on the ground at his feet. Who should speak first? Me or him? I am guessing me since a. I am the

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

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

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