Her Name Was Meloni

not prepared

Tates hands were sweet and attentive. He was sweet and intentional. His hands never strayed from there path. Even when he got to more intimate parts of my body, he stayed on track. I nearly fell asleep again. He even undid my hair and washed it for me. And my god it was heavenly. When we were done he even dried me off and helped me lotion up.

I'm not gonna lie. I'm still a little sore but I feel so much better. "How do you feel, little owl?" He asked me, as he stood in front of me. I sat on the toilet in front of him and looked up at him. I nodded my head and pulled him into me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and laid my head on his hard stomach.

"I have to take you home, little owl." He whispered to me. He kissed the top of my head and began to dry my hair with a towel.

"You know my dad is going to question why my hair is wet?" I told him.

"Do you want me to talk to him?" He said with no fear in his voice.

I chuckled. "You want to tell my dad you took my virginity today??"

He laughed. "No not necessarily. But I didn't want you to deal with him by yourself. Cause I know you don't like to lie to him but I also wouldn't want to leave you in an uncomfortable situation."

I kissed his stomach again. "I can handle him."

Once he was done drying my hair he began to play with it a little. "You're gonna have to teach how to do your hair."

"What!?" I laughed out. I looked up and into his eyes and all he did was shrug his shoulder.

"I don't really have a reason why. I just want to learn." He said and I smile and nodded my head. I purched my lips and waited for him to kiss me. He leaned down and gave me a peck on my lips. And then another. And then another. And then another.

"Thank you,baby." I said.

"For?" He asked.

"For making it all.....so beautiful." I said. Because that's what he did. He made the before, during, and after just so beautiful, and I loved every second of it.

"You're welcome, my little owl." He said.

After I get dressed Tate and I made our way to his car and made our way to my house. As we pulled in, I unbuckled my seat belt but before I could open the door Tate was on the other side of the door opening it for me. He held out a hand for me and pulled me out of the car. "You don't have to take me in. I can handle him." I said.

"I'll walk you to the door and say hello at least." He said and I nodded.

He held my hand gently but with a grip that meant he wasn't letting go til he was ready to. Once we were at the door, I pulled out my keys and started to open it til I saw my dad standing directly in front of it.

"Hello, sir." Said Tate.

"Hello Tate." Said my dad.

"Hello Father." I said in a low voice.

My dad's eyes moved down to me. I could feel the tension in both men but neither of the need to act all big and bad right now.

"You could've told me you weren't gonna make it home on time." My dad said.

I rolled your eyes and turned my back on him. "Should a, could a, would a."

I looked to Tate and gave him a peck on the lips. "I love you. Get home safe." He seemed to hesitate for a moment but I gave him a smile and he just nodded and kissed the top of my head.

"Goodbye sir." Tate said.

"Goodbye Tate." My dad said. We watched Tate go to his car and pull off.

I turned back to my dad and knew that he was irritated. "What's got your panties in a bunch?" I asked him after closing the door and walking my way to the living room.

"You could have at least texted me." He said and that's when o turned around and I got a good look at him. He looked exhausted and stressed. Something has happened.

"What's wrong?" I asked

"Well-" before my dad could a word out a familiar figure stepped out of the kitchen and from the look on his face I could tell he was furious.

"You and your dad got some explaining to do. That's what's wrong." Tyler said.

Fuck me, I'm not prepared for this.