Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 81390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Dinner was a little bit awkward. Now that our relationship was out in the open, I felt like all eyes were on me. Lora wasn’t much help since she kept her head in her plate the whole time, and the conversation was stilted as fuck.
Dad seemed to be the only one not bothered. His double entendre bullshit wasn’t helping matters any either, though. And when he made a comment about things sneaking around hallways in the dark, I thought Lora was going to disappear under the table. I glared at him to shut the hell up, but he just smirked and forked a bite of steak past his lips.
“Oh, for crying out loud. This is the most uncomfortable I think I’ve ever been. Look, we all have to live together for the next little while until you kids go off to college, which my daughter informs me will be a year earlier than expected for her, and most likely, you’ll be living together off-campus or whatever. If I have to walk around on eggshells that whole time, I’ll lose my mind, so can we all just… I don’t know, go back to the way things were a day ago?”
It’s the most I think I’ve ever heard Justine say at once in all the time she’s been here. “Your husband is the one making everyone uncomfortable, look at poor Lora, she can’t even eat her dinner. I think you should take him to task for that mom.”
She melted just as I knew she would. Could be I was accepting her as my mother, my father’s wife, or my woman’s mother. Either way, I win, and I put dad in the hot seat. Serves his ass right.
Tyler
Well, crap, this is awkward. The house is quiet, but I know that they know that I’m going to be sneaking into her room any minute now. Are they listening for the sound of my door opening? I wouldn’t put it past dad. I think I may have shot myself in the damn foot with this one. Maybe I shouldn’t have walked Sherry into outing us until I had a better game plan in place.
The truth is my only interest and focus these past few weeks had been on making sure I’d be able to take care of Lora if things didn’t work out, and dad kicked us out of the house. I say us because if he’d asked me to leave she was coming with me. But no, he had to go and be agreeable, and now I’m standing here behind my door with a hard dick feeling like there’s a damn target on my back. Dad sucks!
After dinner, he and Justine had both been back to business as usual. It was Lora and I who were like fish out of water, not knowing what to do with ourselves during family time, which is something dad insists upon every damn night like we’re twelve. It used to be fun until now. At least the baby was a new distraction, and I’m sure kept dad in check somewhat.
He was having a grand ole time with his shit. He’d gone from outwardly annoying to downright hedonistic. Every word was a two-edged sword with him. And his innocent look each time I started to call him out on his shit wasn’t even a little bit convincing.
It’s like he was trying to embarrass me into not going to her while we still lived under his roof. Just the thought of them even knowing what we were up to was enough to make me lose my dinner. Who wants to make nasty while suspecting that their parents might be listening at the damn door?
If I didn’t know better, I’d think he and Justine had come up with a plan together to spaz us out, but it was just their way of working off of each other, something they do very well and is I think one of the reasons they suit each other. They didn’t come right out and address us sleeping together, but it wasn’t hard to read between the lines.
If they thought their innuendos and silent hints were going to stop me, they were shit outta luck, though. I guess dad forgot what it was like to be a horny teen. The way he was acting, you’d think he came out the womb already grown with a wife and kids. Pain in the ass!
I eased my door open, only now aware of the sound it made. Everything sounded louder in the still darkness, including my breath. I looked around the hallway in the dark and didn’t see anything that shouldn’t be there, but still, my every step felt dogged. I kept expecting to feel dad coming up behind me until I reached her door.
I stepped inside and closed and locked her door behind me and breathed a sigh of relief before making my way over to her bed. She was fast asleep, a first since we started our night visits. I stood over her for a while, just taking her in. The soft light from the night lamp added a nice glow across her cheek as her chest rose and fell gently with each breath she took.