Filed to story: Help! I’m Falling for My Dad’s Best Friend Novel Free
The atmosphere in the cabin had changed overnight, silence filled with an unspoken awkwardness.
Mom told me Carolyn had been mortified and hightailed it the moment she could.
I spent Sunday morning and right through dinner in my room, Skype-ing with Jolene. My roommate told me she had two guys over on Saturday night, and they played a big game of hide the salami until morning.
Usually, I peppered her for details, but I wasn’t in the mood.
A lot was weighing on my mind. All of it concerned Mr. Collins and our relationship.
I’m a nineteen-year-old sophomore at Brown and my secret lover is three years younger than my father, my dad’s best friend and a military-trained, super bad ass ninja guy.
We live in different worlds and his relationship with my parents makes our love forbidden.
I press my palms against the chilly glass I’m holding and fantasize about Mr. Collins. Cold seeps through my pores and into my bones, my breath makes thick condensation form on the surface of the glass. I sketch a small heart through the moisture, much like Mr. Collins did to my hand in the car.
I heart U.
My heart stirs and heat fills my cheeks.
Be still my heart; thou hast known worse than this.
Moments like this are better spent in the arms of loved ones. If Mom and Dad weren’t here, Mr. Collins and I could snuggle beneath a blanket, share our warmth and listen to each other’s heartbeat. Yet, here I am, sitting by the window, horny and longing while the man I want most in the world is down in the garage. From where I sit, I can see his silhouette, lounging on one of the Adirondack chairs.
So close, yet so far away.
Mr. Collins’s silhouette shifts as he rises, walks past the behemoth of my father’s SUV that’s parked in front of the garage, a can of beer in his hand. He tosses the drink into the bin, then glances in my direction. I wave at him frantically, but he only casts his gaze to the ground and stalks away. The disappointment fills me.
Maybe he doesn’t acknowledge me because he’s still so close to my dad. He melts into the night among the dripping trees and soggy bushes.
That bastard…
My cells rings and I rush to answer. Hoping… “Hello?”
“Harper…”
Mr. Collins! Yay!
“Where did you go?” I squint, try to find him in the midst of falling branches and swirling leaves. I see nothing.
“Somewhere. Away from the house, but I can see you just fine from where I’m at.”
I lick my lips. “Oh.” I do as he asks. “Can you still see me?”
“Yes.”
“Kri…” I drop my voice, let my need and desire seep into every word. “Aren’t you cold out there? Come back inside and go to your room, we can-“
“No.” He sighs. “I’m sorry, baby. We need to behave. I can’t take any more risks right now.”
“Ah.” My hope deflates like a punctured balloon, but I know he’s right. No more hanky-panky until we get home. Without Carolyn and her son around, Mom and Dad will probably pay attention to us. I close my eyes. I want him so much my heart hurts. “I miss you.”
A low rumble reverberates on his end. “Me too.”
I lean against the window, press my cheek against the cool glass. “Did you talk to your CO about your vacation?”
“I’ve already submitted the request.”
“And?”
I can hear his sigh over the line. “He hasn’t responded yet, but I should hear something this week. I’ll let you know when it’s approved.”
“Did you ask for a full week?”
“Yeah.”
“One, whole, full week?” It’s taking everything in me not to jump up and squeal.
“Yes, baby, one week. Just us and no one else.”
I purr. “That’s better. I still wish you were here right now. In my bed where it’s nice and warm. It’s got your name on it…” I tease.
He sighs, sounds so damn s*xy. “Don’t tempt me.”
“Babe, would you at least come in out of the rain? I won’t make too much noise if you sneak up here.”