Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Rachel shook her head. “I mean, I figured something was going on. It was obvious, at least it was to me.”
Lisabeth glanced at David, and although she probably looked like the world had just opened up and about swallowed her whole, David looked calm. He appeared like he didn’t have a care in the world, like hearing his daughter tell him that she knew about them didn’t affect him in the slightest.
“David?” Lisabeth said his name softly. “I…” God, what was she supposed to say?
“I saw the way you looked at him, Lisabeth,” Rachel said, looking her in the eyes. “At first it made me pretty damn uncomfortable, but then again, that’s my dad.” She chuckled softly. “And when I started seeing how my dad noticed you, how his body language changed when you were brought up…” She shrugged. “I knew.” She exhaled slowly. “But I really knew what was going on when I came here the other day, saw your bag and cell phone here, and put two and two together.”
“So you knew I was here?” Lisabeth felt her heart jerk in her chest.
“Yeah. Not like I believed my dad’s lame story about bringing you your cell back.” Rachel laughed genuinely this time.
Everyone was silent for a long moment.
“Listen,” Rachel finally said. “I’m not going to judge, bitch, or try and tell you guys to not see each other.” She leaned back in the chair, looking between them. “You’re both adults, and I have enough things to worry about without adding this to the fold.” She looked mildly uncomfortable after she said that. “Anyway, that’s that.” She stood. “I wouldn’t mind staying and talking more about this,” she said and glanced down at her phone, “but I am in a hurry. What about dinner later this week?”
“Um,” Lisabeth said and nodded. “I’m free.” She was still so damn shocked this was how it had all played out.
“Dinner?” David finally asked, his voice even, steady.
Everyone agreed, but then the moment was gone, as if what had just happened never did.
Rachel left, and Lisabeth sat there wondering what in the hell had just happened.
18
Of course David cared what Rachel thought, but in the end she wouldn’t be the deciding factor in his relationship with Lisabeth. He had no interest in keeping her a secret. What he felt for her he didn’t want to hide, not from anyone. She wasn’t going to be something he was ashamed of.
Her head rested on the pillow beside him, and he turned slowly so he didn’t wake her. She looked so peaceful. Her lips were lovely and plump. The blanket dropped to her hip, showing her tits.
Rachel had said that she had a lot of other things going on and he wanted to know what they were. He loved his daughter, even if they didn’t always see eye to eye on a lot of things.
Lisabeth began to stir. Her eyes opened, and she looked so beautiful in the morning. Putting his hand on her hip, he pulled her closer to him.
“Morning,” he said.
“Hey. How long have you been awake?”
“Not too long.”
“Long enough to watch me sleep?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s not creepy at all.”
“It’s a good thing. I get to make sure you’re okay without you worrying.”
“You’re a strange one but that’s okay, I love you for it,” she said, smiling. She kissed him back and his cock began to stir. He wanted inside her again already and they’d had sex only a few hours ago. “I’m so happy.”
“Me too. I want you to move in with me.”
“Wait, what?” She jerked back.
“It’s fast, I know, but this is right. This is perfection. I told you that you’re not a notch on my bedpost, baby. There’s no one else I want. Just you.” He ran his hand down to cup her ass. “Rachel knows, and I don’t see a reason for pretending anymore. We both want this.” He kissed her again, needing her lips. “Do you have a problem moving in with me?”
“This is your house.”
“I know. I want you to share it with me. I want to see your stuff beside mine in the closet. Your makeup and perfume in the bathroom. I even have a new toothbrush holder. When I walk around this place I want to see you.” Pushing some hair off her face, he stroked a finger down her neck, to rest on her pulse. “I love you, Lisabeth.”
“Yes,” she said.
“You’re going to move in?”
“Yes, I’d like that.”
He kissed her again and pushed her back down so she was lying down once again, holding her hands above her head. “I can’t get enough of you.” He bent his head and took her nipple into his mouth, licking the bud.
Biting down, he listened to her pleasure filled cries as he worked one then the other before moving down her body. She was everything he could ever want.