A married man

Chapter one

As I jumped down the stairs, I slipped my plain silver ring on my middle finger. When I got to the bottom on the stairs I noticed a young man sitting on one of the couches.
"Hi." I muttered, as I made my way over to him.
"Hello." He replied politely "are you the girl Gavin has been telling me about? The sexy young girlfriend?"
"The sexy young girlfriend is a woman called Monica." I told him
"So who are you?" He questioned.
I sat down on the other couch and said, "I'm Gavin's daughter."
"You are too pretty to be Gavin's daughter." He told me
"My mum was a very pretty woman." I mumbled.
"I'm Dean." He told me "I work with Gavin."
"I don't even know what my dad does." I admitted.
"It's kinda complicated so I wont bother explaining." He
sighed.
"Where is my dad?" I asked.
"Someone phoned so he went outside." Dean replied
"Do you want a drink?" I asked
"What do you have?" He questioned.
"Coffee, tea, whiskey and scotch. You could go raid the drinks cupboard." I smiled
"If I raid it, do I get to keep what I find?" He asked jokingly
"Yeah why not." I smiled. He let out a small laugh before saying, "Whiskey would be fine."
I stood up and walked over to the cabinet and grabbed one of the small glasses and one of the bottles which were not the extremely expensive ones. As I walked back over to Dean he said, "are you an only child?"
"No, I've got another sister." I mumbled as I placed the bottle and glass down. He opened the bottle and poured some out. I dropped back down in my seat.
"Where is your sister?" He asked
"She goes and stays with our mum quiet a bit." I told him.
We talked for a few more minutes before my dad walked in. He sat down on the other end of the couch that Dean was sat on.
"That was your mum." Dad said. I nodded slightly
"you're going to stay with her for a day or two." Dad muttered
"Just so you can fuck Monica on every flat surface in the house?" I asked in a snobby tone.
"Lori!" Dad snapped
"I saw you two." I replied
"You'll understand when your in love." Dean said
"It's disgusting. I wanted to get a professional cleaner in but dad said no even though you had sex on the bloody dinner table." I sighed as I sat back. Dad glared at me.
"So Dean how long you been married?" I asked
"A year." He replied as he looked at the ring. Dad and Dean started talking about stuff that I didn't care about.

Dean had dull blonde hair and a short beard. He had broad shoulders and he was very muscular. He wore a shirt and tie. You could see his abs through his shirt. His eyes were a deep crystal blue.