The Bourcier Twins

10

This day was so exhausting and so eventful,  from being accused of sleeping with both my bosses , to getting coffee spilled on me by that irritating bitch , I was so glad this day was over.

Oh But how could I forget about Demarco spanking me over his desk and then Leo kissing me again against that glass blocking their office . I shifted uncomfortably in my car seat as I drove , my panties were wet just thinking about it.

I had so many mixed feelings about them, My heart was telling me to just let go a little and see where things would go but then my mind was telling me to keep it professional , but that was always hard to do when they were around.

I pulled into my drive way and I noticed an unfamiliar car in the spot my mom's car usually is, and my mom's car was nowhere in sight. I pulled some documents I had to work on from home out of my passenger seat and slowly walked to the front door of my house , but not before peeking inside the unknown car. Who the hell  does this car belong to? It was a red Ferrari these cars are really expensive.

I slowly opened the door to my house , I felt a little uneasy about this "mom!" I yelled , No answer. I shut the front door and continued to walk to the kitchen and past the living room where my dad sat drink coffee and reading a news paper.

WAIT ! my dad was sitting in our living room. I spun around and faced the direction he was sitting, he still had not put the paper down. had he not heard me come in?

"Dad?" I put down my papers near the living room lamp and slowly approached his sitting form. "What are you doing here". Only time he ever visited was birthdays and holidays , so he could shower me with gifts to make himself feel like a good father. I rolled my eyes at the thought.

He finally put down the news paper and looked at me. His brown eyes were identical to mine, he had grown a beard starting from his side burns And ending at his chin since the last time I saw him , and his head was now bald. He had darker skin than my caramel shade. my mom  was way lighter than the both of us , I was a mulatto some might say, a mix of both my parents.

He had on a white polo button up shirt with dark blue denim jeans, and from the looks of it , he had been working out a bit , he was aging very well.

"Sit down Laila" He finally spoke. I sat down across from him in another couch because I wanted to know what he was doing here. "Your mother and I have decide that we should carry on a relationship, we have been speaking over the phone and we have been going on dates for the past 9 months.

I frowned how could I have not noticed and then it hit me ,the phone call she had accused herself to take at dinner at with the boys was dad, the date that she went on was with dad , that's  the reason she was always defending him. how could she hide something like that from me, I felt betrayed by them both, but even more by mom, Because I expected more from her.

"HOW DARE YOU!" I jumped out of my seat and yelled .

I was pacing back and forth now , "you left us , you throw money at us because you think it keeps us happy, now you think you can just come back and act like u haven't neglected me , us? " he was crazy if he thought I was gonna welcome him back with open arms. And my mom , how could she do this , how could she just forgive so easily.

" Laila please , I'm here because I have changed. when you mother got pregnant with you I was young I thought life was a party. I'm here now not just financially but also emotionally for you and your mom" nothing he was saying mattered to me now , if he had come around when I was younger with this little speech I would have been more forgiving , but I'm a grown women now.