Hot And Heavy With My Dad's Best Friend (BBW Contemporary Taboo Romance) by Ava May Page B

But I’d mourned for a week, and it was time to figure out what I wanted for my future.
    I sat at the breakfast bar and smiled. It was a routine. He cooked, and I cleaned. “What are your plans for the day?”
    He turned and smiled. “I figured I’d go home for a couple of days. Your dad should be back in a few hours, and I know you have things to do.”
    The fork paused halfway to my mouth. “Oh, how come I never know what he’s doing but you do?”
    He shrugged. “I call him.”
    He had a point. I never really called my dad. He didn’t like talking, at least not to me. “Oh okay. So you’re going home.”
    “Yeah, I don’t live here, and I only stayed originally because of those damned dogs.”
    “Okay.”
    “You can come with me if you want, darlin’.”
    I shrugged. “I’m going to go enroll in classes today. It’s time. I’ve been home over a week. I also need to find a job. I don’t want to live with my dad. Then I’m going apartment looking. I saved a lot because I never had to pay for anything. So I could probably afford a few months of bills if it takes me that long to find a job.”
    He leaned in and pecked my lips. “I would say you could come live with me, but I know you’ll tell me no, so I won’t.” There was a twinkle in his eye. He was offering.
    “No, thank you. No offense, but I’m definitely not ready to move in. I need to stand on my own two feet for a while. Do my own thing.”
    “I know, Zoe. I’m not pressuring you.”
    “Good.” Then we finished eating like normal. Sharing a plate, I’d eat a bit, then he’d swipe the plate while I clean up. I’d miss our routine, but it was too domestic. We’d played house for a week, but now it was time for reality. I’d still see him—every chance I got. We just wouldn’t be living together.

Chapter 8
    Evan
    I watched the different expressions scroll over Zoe’s face when I told her I was going home. I wouldn’t lie and say I didn’t feel a certain satisfaction knowing she was disappointed that I was going home. It had been a rough week. I did my best to give her the space she needed, and I got that she didn’t want to use me to help her get over her ex, but I was a man nearing forty. I didn’t care if she wanted to use me, as long as she was mine. She didn’t understand that and to her it was wrong, so I sat back and left her on her own, for the most part.
    She didn’t really seem too devastated. I figured it was their last conversation that had really upset her. She’d told me bits and pieces, but there was something she was holding back. I didn’t want to push. I was glad that she had decided she was going to start her life over. If I had my way, she’d let me rent an apartment for her, and take care of her. I’d wanted to pamper her since she turned eighteen, but Wes was in the way, and now she’s got her growing need for independence.
    “You’ll come by tonight though, right?” I felt on the verge of acting like a desperate boy.
    “Yeah, I can do that. The less I see dad right now, the better. He’ll push.”
    “That’s fine, darlin’. You can stay with me until you find your own place if you want.” Hell, then I’d have a chance to show her how good it would be. She wouldn’t need to leave. A man could hope, right?
    “Nice try, but yeah I’ll be over tonight.”
    She kissed me and my heart raced. Each day things got better. Each day she was happier, and every day I felt more at ease with the new situation. I couldn’t believe she was mine. I wouldn’t bet on forever, but I could hope.
    “I love you, Evan.”
    Shock couldn’t describe what I was feeling. “Say that again, darlin’?”
    She giggled and kissed me again. “I said I love you.”
    I dragged her into my arms and kissed her, showing her how I felt. She knew already, but hearing those words slip from her beautiful lips was the best thing to ever happen to me. She wasn’t getting away from me now.
     
    THE END
     
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