Step Dad

VI

                       Chapter 6
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It's been two weeks since Blake met Vince after our heated make out session in the halls. The wedding was last week. And it was amazing; even though, I hated seeing the man of my dreams being married to my mom of all people. I would have understood if it was Jennifer Lawrence, but it's my mom.

As my surprise grift from the wedding I got a classified certificate. I almost cried when I saw what it had said. To All It May Concern: Camile Davis Will Further On Be Known As Camile Dwan. The typical dream for every teenage girl, but not exactly. He was supposed to be mine.

I walked down stairs and looked into the kitchen. None is in there. I guess no breakfast for me. Vince and Narla came back from their Honeymoon yesterday, I'm guessing they decided to stay in today. Losing my track of thought I picked up my phone that was sending a vibrational sensation in my pocket."Hello?"

"Camile, I'm sorry to say this, but... I have to go to work today and for the next couple of months. So you and Vince are going to be home by yourselves.

"But Narla!" I whined. "Why?"

"My patient can't back even sicker then before." Sigh. "Love you Camile, see you in a couple of weeks." I hung up the phone and walked towards Vince's room. I opened the door and glanced inside. The bathroom door opened and Vince walked out just wrapped in his towel.

I closed the door slightly to make it seem as if I was just coming to the door and didn't see anything. When I thought it was the right moment I opened the door and almost had a panick attack.

"What the hell!" He yelled. And I just stood there in total embarrassment.

"Sorry." I whispered and looked at the wall. His eyebrows knotted in confusion and his protecting green eyes looked into me harder. I turned back to look at him. My eyes skimmed down his abdomen, that had beautifully indented lines and beautifully created arms. My eyes went lower and lower. His 'V' line that lead to his bulge that was in his boxers made me shiver. He cleared his throat and my eyes shot back into Vince's gaze a smirk planted into his lips.

"Finished?" I looked at him even more confused than he looked at me. "Why did you randomly walk into my room like that?"

His stern voice caught me off guard. Causing my response to come out rumbly. "To ask if... you heard about Narla bailing on us for her patient." Why am I so nervous.

"Yeah I was kind of the first person to know. Being that I drove her to work this morning." He said in a DUH tone.

"Jeez, sorry daddy." I stressing stressing the word 'daddy'. He bit his bottom lip and closed the door. He walked closer to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. Is this really happening? He put his mouth closer to my hear and tensed being that we have never been this close to each other. It kind of turned me on.

"Calling me daddy only turns me on." I smiled but his it because I didn't want to make it this go to far. I pushed him off of me and walked towards my room. Since it was Saturday I had nothing planned to do. I looked through my Instagram feed, which had thousands of new followers, likes and comment notifications. I read through most of them and replied to only a few because I didn't want to seem like a care free celebrity.

My door swung open making me jump. Vine entered the room looking a little nervous and shaken up. He looked so sexy right now. "Cam do you want to do something today?" He asked with a shaky voice. I put down my phone and sat up in my bed and thought for a second.

After mumbling jibberish underneath my breath I had come to a conclusion. "Depends what you want to do, but I have something I want to do." He gestured for me to continue. I smiled and sat up even more. "Mini golfing." Vince tensed and sat down on my bed. Then he smiled, which sent shivers down my spine.

The car ride was silent except for the radio playing in the background. Well until one of my favorite songs come on. "Slim thick with your cute ass, aye. I mighty buy you a new bag, damn. So fine I bought a new jag, damn. Top down ain't no do rag. They like Zoowap how you do that? All that money Im'a move that. Jimmy Choo's and my Robin jeans! Ain't no trues, just some Robin jeans." I laughed and Vince stared at me wide eyed. I turned down the volume and looked at him. "Have you ever heard that song?" He shook his head while staring at the road infront of him. "You need to get out more then." He didn't say anything and just turned up the radio again.

Is this my lucky day or something? "I seen your girl post a BM, so I hit her in the DM. All eyes yeah I see em'. Aye that your man I'd hate to be him. It goes down in the DM." I repeated. "I tell her Snapchat me that p---y mood or FaceTime me that p---y if it's cool. Boy my DM popping. My DM just caught a body. I got celebs in this DM. They Breaking news of they see them. But nah we don't do no talking. We see sucker shit too often. I seen your girl post her BM. So I hit her in her DM. All eyes yeah I see em'. Aye that's your man I'd hate to be him. It goes down in the DM." Vince turned down the music after that. I sent him a death glare. "Buzz kill!"

"I am not s buzz kill!"

"Oh my gosh! He! Talks!" He pulled into a parking lot and looked at me.

"Shut up! And let's go before the cameras come."

We walked into the private indoor mini golf section and picked out our balls and clubs. "Have you golfed before?"

"No, but I can try." He said as he placed his ball down and tried to hit the ball with his club in his right hand. "Shit." He mumbled under his breath. I snickered. His head snapped in my direction and he glared at me. His hard gaze made me feel a bit uncomfortable as he gripped the club even harder. "Can you teach me?"

I rolled my eyes and walked towards him. "You just need to work on your stance." I showed him how to stand and to swing, but since we are indoors it would be better to do a low swing instead. "You got it?"

He stood up straighter and looked at me.

"Yeah I'm ready to beat your tail in mini golf!" He said proud of himself.

"Oh it's on!"

Well I basically won't the game fair and square. "Guess someone loss nine to six." He scowled T me as we continued to walk towards the car. We sat in the car and my all time favorite song came on. And I smiled at the radio.

"Please not again." He said slouching onto the chair.

"Yes again!" I said over exagerating a bit. "Hello!" I began. "It's me. I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet. To go over everything. They say that times suppose to heal yah but I done much healing. Hello can you hear me. I'm in Calafornia dreaming about who we used to be..." Basically that's all I know from the first verse. "Hello from the other side! I must have called a thousand times! To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done, but when I call you never seem to be home. Hello from the outside at least can say that I've tried to tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart but it don't matter if clearly does great you apart anymore!"

"You know your kind of a good singer."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked with a cocky grin on my face and raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing really, but if you sounded better... you could have probably landed a new album by now." I looked at him dumbfounded. I totally forgot he had such power.

"Totally forgot my am daddy being rich by owning so many corporations." I say seductively. I pressed my hand on his bicep and attempted a seductive grin. Surprisingly he smiled back and placed his hand on my thigh. This is moving along so fast.

Can you have a boyfriend and Vince is your step dad. What the fuck are you doing? I removed my hand and turned my gaze to the moving scene that is happening outside of the car window.