My Best Friend's Dad

Chapter 6

"Baby, breakfast is ready." A voice whispered.

I opened my eyes slowly, adjusting to the light.

"Liz went to her boyfriend's. Do you want to eat, love?" He asked sweetly.

He brushed a piece of my hair back. "Um... Yeah." I said slowly blinking my eyes.

I removed the covers from my body and walked behind him. I can barely think, I have a huge headache.

He turned around to look at me. He opened his mouth to say something and then looked down at my body.

I looked down at myself to see only underwear. Shït.

"WELL DONT LOOK!" I yelled running back up the stairs. When I got to the top I looked down and he was staring but he quickly looked away.

I ran to her room and slid my jeans back on. Oh my gosh. How do I even go back down there? What do I do?

I walked into the bathroom and my face was red. I brushed my blonde hair.

I slipped my black Vans on and walked down the stairs carefully.

"Yes, ma'am she's just fine. No need, Elizabeth has a pair for her. Thanks." His voice echoed off the kitchen walls.

"Who was that?" I asked quietly stepping into the room.

"Your mother, she didn't know where you were." He explained. He grabbed a plate with grilled cheese on it and laid it on the dinning table.

"Why didn't she call last night?" I asked, brushing a piece of my hair back behind my ear.

He swallowed. "She didn't call." He smiled.

I sat down at the table and he scooted in the chair. I watched him as he took a seat across from me.

"What?" I asked confused.

"I called to notify her, but she didn't even know you were gone." He said biting into his sandwich.

"Figures." I said. Why would she know?

"She probably just got home tired." He said.

"Yeah, maybe." I scoffed. I took a drink of the mug that held milk. I was thankful it wasn't coffee.

"Where's Liz?" I asked resting my elbows on the table.

He wiped his pink lips with a napkin. "Her boyfriend's house." He said.

"Oh yeah, the kid who thinks we had sex." I said. God why did I bring that up?

"It would be nice if it wasn't a thought." He pressed his thumb to his bottom lip.

What he had said make my legs tremble.

"Did you," I gulped," just say what I think you just said?"

"All done with you grilled cheese?" He asked standing up. What?

He walked toward me with a seductive face that turned me on.

"Yeah." I said standing up. Barely my legs were shaking with nervousness.

He got closer to me. Like he was going to kiss me. I moved back. "I have got to go to school." I mumbled.

"I can drive you." He said his voice getting darker.

"No, I'll walk." I smiled.

"Are you sure?" He asked. Still walking towards me.

"Yeah. Ima just go upstairs and change." I walked backwards to get away from him.

He stopped, leaning against a kitchen chair and laughed. "Alright then."