Don't Stand So Close (completed)

Chapter 10

As much as I was wishing to turn around and head back to Harry that Friday morning, I was relieved when I got to my psychological biology class and found we had a pop quiz to take. Had I not been there for it, it wouldn't have affected my grade too much but the extra five points I got helped me feel better about the finals that would be approaching soon.

Harry and I texted one another pretty regularly. I was in the best mood ever and it was probably all thanks to the series of orgasms and sweetness he showered me with during my short time with him. I briefly saw Starla as she was walking toward the courtyard with Paul. She hugged me and told me she missed me and I expressed the same to her. I'd been too busy to hang out with her since I'd started working and the guilt in me did bubble up when I used the one day I had free to spend it with her father so he could fuck my brains out. My best friend's dad.

I didn't mind helping my parents at the restaurant. I liked earning a little extra cash, but I was exhausted. Thanksgiving was coming and then finals would be in the forefront of my mind, and then Christmas. Then the new year. I didn't know when I'd get to see Harry next. He lived far enough away that it was too difficult to justify a quick night there. It was nearly an hour with traffic each way.

Sunday evening at the restaurant turned slow and thankfully my dad was the best dad and he told me to leave. Said he could tell I needed sleep. It was true. I was on the phone, Face Timing with Harry into the wee hours of the morning. We talked about school and then what plans were coming up for us, when we could see one another next and it was left that we just don't know when. After Thanksgiving, I suggested but that was unacceptable by Harry's standards. He said he'll come see me if he has to. He can't wait that long and it felt nice to know Harry missed me just as much as I missed him.

We also discussed how he had had sex with a random woman the Friday night after he and I said goodbye after his last lecture. Even after we had been flirting with one another. When he told me about that when I saw him Thursday night, he could tell it upset me a little. It wasn't that I was going to be angry with him for it. He and I weren't a thing at that time, hadn't even fessed up to our feelings then, but it still stung me a little.

Anna, it really was just a one-night stand. I know it sounds sleazy but you and I weren't together. I like sex. I need it often and sometimes that comes in the form of something like a quick fuck to get off. It doesn't mean anything more than that. I know you know that.

His words were only barely reassuring. Sure, I knew he meant no harm and he didn't cheat on me but still. I mumbled in response to him, I know, but it just seemed like you liked me and I even dressed cute for you the whole week. Ugh. Kind of a blow to my ego. But I know it wasn't a serious thing. I know.

Harry gently chuckled into the receiver and sighed.

I'll tell you a secret, Anna. I was imagining you when I was with her that night. She was pretty but I couldn't you out of my head. I was wishing it was you but at the time I wasn't sure you really even thought of me that way. I had an idea but I didn't want to cross any boundaries. You had me so wound up that week and your little outfits made it hard to keep my cool during lectures. The 'Daddy's girl!' shirt you wore. Ahh, see? I think you do have a little daddy kink. Maybe you just didn't realize it til the right man came along, huh?

We laughed together. I knew he might be right - the kid's shirt I found at the thrift store (I had a whole bunch of cute kid's shirts), maybe it was subconscious and Harry made me feel comfortable enough that I just blurted it out to him without being aware even.

Harry was nearly perfect. Aside from the glaring age gap, and that he was my best friend's dad. Otherwise perfect (rolling my eyes hard at myself here because those are some big hurdles right there).