Harper“Say, you got in pretty late last night, where did you go?” Dylan is fixing his eyes on me and I’m telling you, it is as if he knows I was out with his daddy.“Harper, your tables are waiting,” Mo calls out from behind me.“Er, right. Got it, Mo. Are the platters ready yet?” Mo’s diner is one of the busiest here in our small town and I’ve worked a few shifts a night here for the last couple of years. I don’t earn a bucket load, but the tips are good and it’s gone towards putting food on the table for my sister and I more than once. Especially when my momma had spent her meagre benefits on drugs or drink.Mo nods and hands me the plates from the serving hatch. It’s one of those diners where everyone can see in behind the counter to the kitchen with all its new and shiny, stainless-steel appliances. Mo has just spent a vast sum of money on sprucing the joint up.All the vinyl type bench seats have been replaced with wood ones and pretty floral cushions – violets and peonies. It s
Levy“Where is your head at, Man?” Lex frowns at me. “Your game is shit tonight. I’m gonna whip your ass so bad with my hand of cards you are going to walk out of here a broke man.” He chuckles. I flick him the bird.It’s poker night with our team, Roger, Jax, Michael and Dean are all sitting around the table with a bottle of beer in front of them. I’m not drinking since I got over here on my bike.“I have no idea, Mate. Not myself tonight.” I try to avoid the question because I am not going to mention my evening with Harper and the embarrassment of some park ranger almost catching me with my pants around my ankles. Fuck’s sake, I am thirty-eight not a horny teenager.“How’s the dating going, Levy?” Roger takes a drink of his beer. “Folding, I’m out,” he says as he throws his cards on the table. I’ve got a shit hand too, but I want to hang in a little while longer before I fold.In the background the flat screen television is playing rock music, it’s always rock music at Lex’s where w
Harper“What do you think I’m doing out here? Now let me in!”“Dylan is home, I can’t let you in the front door. What the hell, Harper. Go back home.” Like hell I will. I want him and I am not going back to my house. It’s bad enough we are sneaking around like kids in high school right now. I even had to wait until Taylor’s light went out. Not that I think my sister is sleeping. More than likely she is reading until the early hours. That we both have in common. Usually, when I’m not outside a man’s window in the cold dark of night.“I can climb the drainpipe” or this trellis.”“What? No way, you will fall and hurt yourself. Jeez-us you’re going to give me a heart attack, woman.”I giggle, “don’t worry I used to climb up Dylan’s all the time when we were younger, and you and Lilly were in the lounge watching television.” His eyes almost pop out of his head.“I’m coming up now get out of my way so I can get through the window.” Oh, this is kind of fun sneaking around and climbing up the
LevyJeez-us what is a man to do when a woman says that to you? I don’t stand a chance. She is a little spitfire and has shown me on more than one occasion that when Harper wants something, boy does she go for it.Her top is already off, her hand is sliding down inside my bottoms. Holy cow. I hiss, “Harper, this isn’t a good idea,” I am cut off unable to speak as soon as she grabs my hard cock and squeezes it with her hand.“Holy fuck, Woman. You are going to be the death of me.” She gives me a wink and begins to move her hand up and down my shaft, I suck in some air. I need to get a control of myself, the mere touch of her warm fingers gripping me tight is enough for my balls to tighten and already begin to tingle.“Ssh,” she says putting one finger to her rosebud lips. “You don’t want to wake Dylan now then do you? Or give him any reason to come to your room.”“Hell, Harper I feel like I’m a teenager again.”“And that’s a bad thing?”“No, I’m just saying. It’s weird is all.”“Just r
Harper“Holy shit, is he going to come in?” I don’t wait for Levy to reply. There is no way I am letting Dylan catch me in Levy’s room butt naked, on top of his daddy. Shit, shit and fucking shit. I disentangle myself from Levy quicker than ice cream melting on a summer’s day and fling myself under the bed, grabbing my clothes that are on the floor. Okay not the best idea, the hardwood floor is not exactly warm nor was it a soft landing. I groan.“Ssh, he will hear you!” Levy is growling. Fucking growling. Like it’s my fault Dylan is knocking on the door. Well maybe it is a bit since I tried to be quiet, but hell that man’s cock is so huge, it was kinda difficult to keep silent.“Dad, I’m coming in.” The door handle moves, I hope Levy has covered himself up. The door opens, I catch my breath and can see Dylan’s feet in slippers. Tartan slippers. Huh, since when does Dylan wear old man’s slippers? Right! This is new. Why am I even concerned about his damn slippers when I am cold and na
LevyOh, shit now there is a problem since I know that there is no way Harper has managed to get out the front not with all those bolts on and Dylan coming out of his room. There is nowhere possible she could be hiding other than in the kitchen, hoping to get out of the back door. He is coming down the stairs and stands in front of me, one step up."Dad what is wrong with you? You're acting all freaking' weird right now.""Sorry, Son how about we give the ice cream a rain check? I changed my mind. Listen get back to your room." This awards me some serious raised eyebrows and a head tilt."Are you seriously telling me to go back to bed, at my age? Fuck, Dad you need to seek some help or something. First you tell me you're not watching porn and unless you had someone stashed away in your wardrobe, I am pretty convinced I heard a woman's voice. And secondly, now you don't want to have ice cream like we used to. By the way who was the woman's voice then?" Shit, I rake my hand through my
Harper“Why are you sneaking around?” Fuck my life, Taylor made me jump right out of my skin. I brush the hair behind my face. “And why do you look so damned flushed. AGAIN?”“Jeez-us, Taylor what the hell are you thinking scaring me like that? And why aren’t you in bed? It’s late.”“Don’t deflect my questions, Harper. You are the one sneaking in like a church mouse. And I happened to see you coming from across the road.” My kid sister stands with her hands on her hips and I swear to God she is fifteen going on forty. She blows out a breath and huffs at me. WTF? Actually, in her Donald Duck pajamas she kind of looks adorable.“And what is it to you? I went to see Dylan.”“Right and you think Lacey would be alright with that? I mean she is his girlfriend now not you.” She cocks an eyebrow. Has she been plucking them only they look a little raw. “Not talking about this now, Taylor. It’s late we need to get some rest. We have to be at the hospital early tomorrow fo
LevyWhat the hell was I supposed to do? Leave the girls to it? Nah, I couldn’t do that. I want to be here for both of them and of course for Harper. My heart even though my head is beating me up for it, well let’s just say my heart is now well and truly invested in her. Shit, I knew I’d be in trouble and it looks like I am.Dylan telling me last night that he has seen how his ex looks at me almost made me want to dig my own grave, jump in it and have someone shovel the earth over me. Fuck Man, and yet he kind of seemed fine with it. But that is probably because he doesn’t know his ex-had her mouth around my member literally the hour before.The door knocks, Dylan gets up from his bowl of cereal. “I’ll get it.” I nod and down the last of my coffee. It feels like a need a vat of it this morning, not having slept a wink last night. My mind was conflicted between thoughts of Harper going down on me and the way her mouth felt warm and how her tongue glided over my cock. And between Dylan
LevyI take in my son’s face and Harper’s. Both look expectant yet Harper looks as pale as a ghost. I worry for her. I worry what she will think when I tell her what happened all those years ago. Fuck, my heart is banging in my chest so badly, I wonder if they can hear it. And her mother is sitting on the edge of the sofa with Taylor next to her.This wasn’t exactly how I was picturing tell my son and Harper. I thought we would have more privacy and I could keep this away from her younger sister and her mother.I lean my elbows on my thighs and lean forward slightly. I stretch out a hand and take Harper’s in mine. She squeezes my hand. That’s a good sign and I let out a long, slow breath.“Dad, whatever it is it won’t change how we feel about you. You’re my father and I love you.” His words strike a chord in my chest; I swear my heart is going to crack. From the first moment I set eyes on my son at birth, he cracked my chest wide open. Not a day has passed where I haven’t wondered at
HarperI put the phone down and wonder how on earth I am going to explain this one to my mother and my sister. So far, they are in the bubble of momma being home like everything is peachy and the roses are blooming in the garden.My heart feels like it is having palpitations. More men around the house? This does not sound good and I am frightened to the core for Levy. Whatever he has gotten himself into, I am not sure I can deal with that. I have to think of my younger sister and my mother. Who right now, my mother that is – does not need any upset or stress in her life.And why all of a sudden am I some kind of target? What the holy shit is all that about? There isn’t anything I can do until Levy comes home and tells us what exactly is going on.I go downstairs and call my momma and Taylor to come sit with me in the lounge. After of course I have double checked that the front door and the back door are locked and the windows too. It gives me a sense of eeriness doing this and Levy ha
Levy“Fuck,” I say out loud as Lex looks me in the eye. “So, you’re telling me that Jake had a kid brother?”Lex nods. We’re sitting in his den. It’s actually the basement of his house and runs about four hundred square meters. He has also sots of monitors and screens hooked up. The man runs a private surveillance company on top of being a marine. How he fits it all in is beyond me but he does. Of course, he has a whole team. No, a whole village of people that support him and his brothers.“And you’re telling me that the kid was around five or six when Jake died?”“That’s correct. Man, are you going to fucking sit down? You’re making me anxious with all that pacing. Besides, I just had this floor laid and you’re gonna wear it out.” His voice is good natured but I can tell that my stressing is stressing him out.I run my fingers through my hair, at this rate I am going to bald. “And stop doing that with your hair. You need to chill out, none of this was your fault, Levy.”The hell it w
HarperFear engulfs my body. Who is that man? Momma is talking telling us how happy she is to be free and I am happy for her. I am happy for all of us but now with this man showing me the slit your throat gesture - has shivers running up and down my spine.Taylor hasn’t noticed, she is too engrossed telling momma all about her classes and what she has planned for her birthday and her new boyfriend. Which does make my ears prick up. I didn’t even know my little sister had a boyfriend. I need to pay more attention. Let’s face it all those hormones will be on the rampage and she needs to have the sex talk very soon.“I can’t wait to see what you girls have done with the house,” momma says as I turn to her and force a smile on my face. As soon as we are home, I need to get hold of Levy and let him know what just happened. Maybe this is connected to why he left and went out of town.Am I in danger? Alarm bells start cursing through me as momma chats about her program. “I need to attend a s
HarperI can’t take my eyes off my momma. It is like seeing a new woman just off the catwalk or from a magazine cover for one of those mags that is like, oh, I don’t know – Homes & Gardens or something. She doesn’t seem to fit in a rehab center.“It’s really me, sweetheart. Come here, let me cuddle you,” Momma says. Damn even her voice sounds different. It’s not hoarse or brittle or angry anymore. It sounds soft and gentle, full of love.Taylor wraps her arms fiercely around my mother as if she is scared to let go, like a baby monkey holding on to its mother for dear life. The scene unfolds in front of my amazed eyes making my heart stutter. Is that a thing? A stuttering heart? It is now. Usually, I would have assumed only in a romance novel or for lovers, but honestly it has stuttered.“Harper?” Momma says tilting her head to the side. Her smile is wide and infectious making me smile back. God, please don’t want to slay me but seeing my momma so elegant, so put together and so downri
HarperHe left me breathless, like shaking legs, stars in my eyes and my heart jumping and flipping all over the place. Sex with Levy is out of this world! I am still recovering as I walk back across the street to my house where my sister will be waiting for us to go for my mother.We still have half an hour before we need to leave. Levy said he would come with us and cancel all his plans. Sweet of him but you know, this is something that I have to do with my sister on our own. I’m an adult, a big girl now and all my life it seems, I have done big girl shit. Today is no different.Of course, it would be good to have my man by my side to support me and place his arm around me. Only who would Taylor have? Exactly. I need to be there for her like I always was when it was just her and I against the world.Besides, I know that Levy has some pretty important shit to sort out himself. We still need to talk about that, not today, however. It can wait. I trust Levy implicitly and when he is re
Harper“Where are you going?” Taylor asks as she spoons cereal into her mouth.“Over to see Levy. Are you good?”She looks adorable with her bed-hair and rosy cheeks. The best is watching her eat with an appetite. For a hot minute or two, I thought she was going to have some serious issues with eating. Thankfully, whatever she was going through has passed and her appetite is restored.“At this time? You know we have to go for momma in,” she glances up at the clock on the kitchen wall. “An hour, Harper.”“I know but I feel like a shit about last night and I, you know,” I shrug my shoulder. “Kinda want to go over and see him.”“You better not be late back.” My oh my, she sounds like one of my old school mistresses back in the day.“No, ma’am. I won’t be late.”“Cut that shit out!” she says making me grin.I go over to her at the island and give her a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks, Sis.” She shrugs me off but I give her another kiss in any case.With a light step and fluttering in my stomach
LevyI have been awake most of the night thinking about this whole damn shitshow of a situation. Harper is absolutely right. I need to tell her. After all, if I want a relationship with her that is long-term based on trust, openness and honesty, then Harper deserves to know everything about me and what happened back then.Hell, I’ve carried the guilt and burden of this on me for eighteen years and I need to tell Dylan. My insides churn and I am not a man who suffers easily with a churning stomach. But all of a sudden, I feel like I have way too much to lose.Throwing the rest of the dregs of the black coffee down the sink, I swill out the mug and leave it on the side for later. I’ve got an early start to go meet up with the guys but first I need to drop in and see Harper before she goes off with Taylor to pick up her mother.Dammit, I missed her warm body in bed with me last night. I love the way she snores lightly; it’s like she blows bubbles in her sleep. When she is with me at nigh
HarperI let the tears fall as soon as he left the house. And I am beating myself up for pushing him so hard. It’s not like I don’t trust Levy, of course I do. But whatever is worrying him - which it is, because I could see the angst written all over his face – he needs to tell me.It upsets me that he is treating me like a child, although I know he regards me as an equal and an adult it just doesn’t feel like it right now. God, all these conflicting emotions are too much to handle.A gentle knock to my door, I lift my head and wipe my tears away. “Can I come in, Sis?” Taylor asks from the other side. I’m sitting cross legged on the bed clutching one of my favorite Teddy bears from when I was a kid. Back when things were normal and I had a non-alcoholic and junkie mother. Oh, and a father.“Yes,” I mumble. The door opens and Taylor comes in.“Are you okay? I couldn’t help but over hear most of it.”“I’m fine, it’s not like we’ve broken up or anything. I just need some space. He’s trea