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My Father's Best Friend The First Date
Lanie “Okay, here are the options.” Putting the phone on speaker, I set it on the bed next to the different sets of lingerie I’d laid out. “Black lace with pink ribbons. Red. Just, like, plain red. White cotton. Pink lace, though the bra and panties are different shades of pink. Do you think that’s okay?” “Uh, why is white cotton an option?” Erica asked. “I’m sorry. Are you going on a date tonight, or is your grandma?” “I don’t want to look desperate.” She laughed. “There’s nothing desperate about hoping the chemistry is there.” Sitting down on the edge of the bed, I tossed the white bra and panties in the general direction of my wardrobe. “I’ve never slept with a guy on a first date.” “Yeah, I know. You used to be all like, Miss Three-Dates-No-Less. What happened?” I cringed. “I think maybe that was my mother talking through me.” “There’s nothing wrong with sleeping with a guy on a first date. You’re a grown-up. Do whatever the fuck you want.” “Yeah,” I nodded. “I know.” Loo
My Father's Best Friend Sparks Fly
Lanie With his hand pressed lightly against my lower back, Andrew led me into the low-lit restaurant to a square table for two. As we settled in, my foot brushed his. I opened my mouth to apologize, but the smoldering expression on his face stopped me. “Footsie, already?” he asked. I laughed as the waiter handed me the menu. “Yeah, why waste time getting to know each other?” Though I was the one who’d said it, the ballsy statement still made me blush. Burying my face in the menu, I got busy reading. With our entrees ordered and a bottle of red wine on the table, Andrew raised his glass in cheers. “To tonight.” “To tonight,” I whispered, clinking my glass against his. I took a long sip, hoping the wine wouldn’t stain my teeth, and cleared my throat. “How is Raven?” “She’s good.” Andrew’s dark eyes sparkled in the complimentary lighting. “Thank you.” I nodded, and an unspoken agreement seemed to surface between us. There would be no more talk about work or his daughter that nigh
My Father's Best Friend Kiss Me
Lanie Andrew blinked in shock but then moved so swiftly he was a blur. His hand pressed into the back of my neck, and his lips covered mine. I gasped in surprise, but his kiss ate up the noise. Strong but gentle lips, ones so like his hand, moved against my mouth. I relaxed into it, my lips rising and falling against his, the kiss as natural as waves against a beach. Andrew’s tongue flicked against mine, and pleasure filled me up, hit after hit of it assaulting my senses. I could barely breathe, couldn’t think. Who in the world was this guy, and what had he done to me?Breaking off the kiss, Andrew gazed down at me. “That.”I hazily blinked, our dinner’s wine having nothing to do with the drunk feeling pulling me down. “Hm?”“You asked me what else I wanted to do, and there’s your answer. I wanted to do that.”“Oh.”I wanted him to kiss me again, but there were other people in the gallery. A few more seconds of the heart-pounding, breath-stealing kisses Andrew had just given me, and
My Father's Best Friend What I've Been Missing
Andrew I saw her before I even opened my eyes. Deep brown irises. Curved, pink lips. Long, butterfly lashes. Her delicate frame pushed against mine. Heat rolled through me, and, eyes still closed, I stretched my arm across the bed, reaching for Lanie and finding nothing but cold sheets under my palm. Cracking an eye, I took in the room. A shaft of light entered through the part in the curtains, hitting the end of my too-big bed. With a groan, I rubbed my eyes and stretched out further. What had I been thinking leaving her on the porch the night before? The way my hands ached for her was nothing compared to the way they did now. Pulsing need throbbed in my palms, finding its way down to my torso before going lower and entering the most painful place it could.My cock twitched, coming to life and pressing against the thin fabric of my boxers. Sighing, I flung an arm over my eyes. Getting up was pointless. What day was it? What was I supposed to do?Who knew? I couldn’t find a single
My Father's Best Friend Is It Serious?
Andrew Dead silence filled the kitchen. “Well,” Karen briskly said. “It’s a good thing I dusted your office here last night. It’s all ready for you.”I shook my head. “I don’t think I’m working from home today, either.”Raven’s and Karen’s gazes slowly met before they both turned to me. “Okay,” Karen said.“Hm,” Raven offered.“The country club?” I repeated. “What do you say? I’ll make a reservation for lunch. And if they can’t make it, we’ll play some golf. You’ve never used those clubs I got you last year.”“Do it,” Karen encouraged, knocking her shoulder against Raven’s.Raven still acted like she didn’t want to go, but I could see her breaking. “Okay, fine. But I’m not staying if this Zach guy is lame.”“Oh, I forgot to tell you. This is an arranged marriage. The wedding is next week.”“Dad.” Raven rolled her eyes. “That’s disgusting.”“Karen is laughing,” I pointed out, nodding at the woman hiding giggles behind a palm. An hour later, we were ready to go with not only our club
My Father's Best Friend Phone Flirting
Lanie Dirty Pirate Guy was no more. “I don’t get where he could have gone,” Erica sullenly said, stirring the cocktail she’d gotten in place of her usual wine. “You want me to justify that question with an answer?”Even in the softly lit bar, her eye roll couldn’t be missed. “Look at it this way. Now you can focus more attention on doing yoga.”“Hm.” She pretended to mull over that. “Why, I never thought of such a thing.”“Why, do give it a try.” I laughed, mimicking whatever proper accent it was she’d tried on. “Tell me about Andrew again.” Erica fished the cherry out of her martini glass and bit it in half, her eyes wide and eager.“I did tell you.”“I know, but it’s so romantic. I can’t believe you have to wait another week to see him again.”“Yeah.” The mention of going that long without his touch made a heavy rock form in my stomach.“I mean, wow, he’s so, what’s the word? Chivalrous?”“You had to search for that word?”“Yeah, I had to dig it out of its grave.” She winked. “B
My Father's Best Friend A Growing Hunger
Andrew Monday afternoon, I scanned the front of the school, hoping I didn’t come across as creepy as I felt. It wasn’t like I was performing a general sweep. There was only one person I looked for. A short glance at her, and I would be happy. One smile from those lips and I could make it the next three hours. The passenger’s side door of the Maserati opened, startling me. Raven dropped her backpack on the floor and scooted into her seat. “How was school?” I asked. The parking attendant waved, signaling that I should pull out of the lot. No Lanie fix for me, after all. I would have to wait a few hours more.“Are you picking me up every day now?” Raven asked.I gave her a long look as we stopped at the exit of the parking lot. She had her hair piled on her head, and there was a splash of blue paint on her neck. I thought about pointing that out but decided against it. She looked cute.“You had art today?”“You can’t answer a question with another question.”“You just did,” I pointed
My Father's Best Friend Dinner Has to Go
Lanie Desire was pain. At least, it had suddenly become that way. I’d never before experienced the things Andrew made me. With him, every experience was unknown. My body tingled, itched, and ached in extraordinary ways. Every time he glanced at me, my heart fluttered.Rolling up to the parking lot of a small restaurant, he opened my door as he always did and then held my hand for the walk inside. The place was low-key but also a hot spot. I’d never been to it before, but I recognized the name. Potted plants covered the circular layout, and the staff all wore black vests. The host escorted us to a small table in a corner. Instead of taking the seat on the other side of the table, Andrew ignored where the host had put his menu and settled in right next to me. His knee brushed against mine, and I sucked in a breath. Why had I let him take me out of my apartment? Screw dinner. We could have had boxed mac n’ cheese for all I cared. Or nothing at all. My appetite had up and vanished the s
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