My Fathers BestFriend

Chapter 3- From perfect to Perfectly ruined.

Michael walked around to the side of the car and opened my door, which I gladly returned his hospitality with a kiss on the cheek. He held his arm out and I put mine through as we walked up the stairs to the restaurant.

Mental note to self: huge heels and stairs don't go good together.

After we actually got inside the restaurant, we gave the hostess our reservations and was greeted by an elderly looking couple and Ryan and Miranda.

"Look who finally made it." The older man chuckled and before I could even process was was going on his huge arms were around me giving me a hug like he knew who I was. I gave him a pat on the back and a smile and he released me, only to be given another hug by the woman.

"Okay guys. Give her some room to breathe." My fathers voice spoke up. Mentally thanking him, Michael walked over and pulled out my chair for me. I quickly sat down and he grabbed the chair beside me.

"Andy this is your grandma Pat and grandpa rick."

"Hey I'm Andy." I smiled and gave them a slight wave.

"Oh Ryan she's more beautiful than we thought. She looks so much like you and Laura both. She's stunning." My 'grandpa' went on and I blushed, hiding my face in my hair.

"Thanks." I muttered with a slight grin.

Somewhere during the dinner Michael's hand rested on my thigh and I felt calmer, like my nerves relaxed. As my dad looked over at me I tried to conclude why he was staring.

"What?" I said glancing between him and Miranda.

"Are you sure you don't wanna go with us to Albany? We feel bad about leaving you home by yourself." My father spoke up.

"Ryan I'm sure. I just need to relax for a few days. And I won't be alone, Michael will be there if anything happens." I smiled and my father frowned at me using his name. I looked over at my grandparents who were suddenly interested in what their plates looked like.

After about and hour and half later, me and Michael said our goodbyes and were on our way home.

"So what do you want to do when we get home? We can watch a movie, play a game, go for a late night swim, or go to sleep. Anything you wanna do." Michael spoke and I smiled at him.

"Watch a movie?" I smiled hopefully and he nodded. I grabbed his hand that was resting on the console and intertwined our fingers.

"Andy you're so gorgeous." He said in a serious tone and I blushed.

"Thank you Michael. You're very handsome too." I smiled.

Sooner than I thought we were back home and in my room preparing to watch a movie. I got up off my bed and walked into my closet pulling out and old t shirt that went to my knees and left my underwear on. Michael was laying on the bed in his boxers scrolling through Netflix and I had to literally force myself not to stare at him.

"How about 21 Jump Street?" He asked and I nodded. I walked over to him and laid my head on his chest. My hand rested on his abs and I looked up at his face only to see that he was looking right at me too. He leaned down and kissed me, a little harder than his usual beginning kisses were. He pulled me up and my legs rested at each side of his waist. My hands were exploring his body and his didn't think twice about lifting my shirt off revealing me in only my underwear. I started kissing down his neck and my hands went to pull down his boxers and his did the same to my underwear.

"Woah Andy I think we're getting a little carried away." He muttered but I wasn't stopping for one second.

"No we're not. I know what were doing. It's okay Michael." He looked into my eyes one more time before flipping me over and entering me.