At Home Late CH 1

Forever Billy
I never thought of myself as a dirty girl.
I was pretty normal all through high school. I went
on dates, had boyfriends, and lost my virginity at the
perfectly acceptable age of 16. I had my share of
college hookups. I wasn’t the girl who let the football
team run a train on her, but I wasn’t a 22–year–old
virgin hiding in the chem lab either.
I was average. Except for one little thing.
For as long as I’ve known him, I’ve had a massive
crush on my stepfather. My Mom got remarried
when I was just starting high school, and the guy she
married was pretty much every girl’s dream guy.
Daddy was tall and built. From his perfect six–pack
abs to his toned arms, his body was sculpted like an
action movie star’s. I couldn’t stop myself from
drooling every time I saw him, so I started calling
him Daddy in my head to remind myself that he was
off limits.
It didn’t work.
The first time it slipped out and I called him Daddy
out loud he was surprised, but he smiled and
hugged me. And from then on he was always Daddy.
Which just made me feel even dirtier when I
fantasized about him.
Daddy and my Mom split up when I was halfway
through college. Daddy was pretty loaded and he
owned the amazing house we had been living in.
When they divorced my Mom moved out, renting a
tiny apartment downtown. I was still living in the
dorms, but once i graduated and the prospect of
having to rent a crappy apartment of my own
instead of returning to that huge mansion hit me, I
was more than a little unhappy.
When I asked Daddy when he wanted me to come
by to pack up my things, he looked shocked and
more than a little offended. “Lianna, you know you
don’t have to move out if you don’t want to, right?”
he said. At the surprised look on my own face, he
continued. “Look, just because things didn’t work out
between your Mom and me doesn’t mean I want to
disappear from your life. And what am I going to do
in this huge house by myself,” he added, twirling a
strand of my blonde hair around his finger playfully.
“Who’s going to take care of me if you leave?”
“I’d love to stay, Daddy!” I exclaimed, wrapping my
arms around his neck, trying to ignore the spark of
desire that was already growing in me.
I was stuck living with my incredibly sexy stepfather,
trying to ignore how much I wanted him and failing
miserably.
Somehow Daddy was oblivious to it all. He went to
work and the gym like normal, and we ate dinner
together every night. I had almost gotten used to
constantly having soaking wet panties around him.
But then Evan started coming over too, and my poor
brain just couldn’t handle it.
Evan was Daddy’s best friend, and when the two of
them were in a room together every woman’s eyes
went right to them. While Daddy had dark hair and
soulful chocolate brown eyes, Evan had sandy blond
waves and bright blue eyes that seemed to always
be sparkling with some secret joke,
They looked like complete opposites but they’d been
best friends for longer than I’d been alive. They
always worked out together, something that
definitely showed in the hard muscles they both
shared. The only man who could even begin to
distract me from how badly I wanted Daddy was
Evan.
My phone buzzed and I saw the text message for
Daddy pop up on the screen.
Lianna, stuck at work late and can’t get ahold of Evan
to let him know I have to skip our run. He should be
coming by at 6, let him know I owe him a beer.
I smiled to myself. One way to get over Daddy would
be to get under Evan.