Me and him (dating my dads best friend)

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A little something about me

Firstly my names Roxanne Bell, I'm an only child and I live in California, I've lived here all my life and can't imagine being anywhere else. I'm in my first year at college and live in the alpha nu sorority house. I love my sorority sisters and life with them is great. I'm 18 (19 this month). I'm currently working at my dad's office as a receptionist, when I'm not working I'm out with my best friends either shopping or drinking.

My dad is a lawyer, he loves his job and would love nothing more for me to follow in his footsteps and go to law school. This is not something I have any Interest in, honestly I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. Luckily my father's office is close to campus so I usually head there when my classes are over. I only work 2-3 hours a day due to my classes but I do work full time during breaks from school. Apart from spring break that is, there is no way I'm spending spring break in a stuffy office when I could be in Cancun.

I don't have to work, my dad pays for my schooling and he does give me a generous allowance but I like making my own money. It sounds weird but I don't want to use the money my dad gives me on stuff that he wouldn't approve of like alcohol. Plus could you imagine my dad looking at my credit card statement and seeing I had dropped a few hundred dollars on sexy underwear at Victoria's Secret. My dad's not naive enough to think I don't have sex, but it's not something I want to shove in his face. My dad knowing about my active sex life makes me cringe. I don't even introduce him to guys; he has only met one of my boyfriends. It would just be plain awkward if he were to know more about my life, he likes to think that I'm his angel and I don't want to ruin that for him.

The only man I ever introduced to my dad was my prom date Will but we had been dating for a long time before that and my dad gave me no choice but to introduce them. Will had been just as insistent as my dad, he had come to my door with flowers and a huge grin, and he left looking like he had just been subjected to torture. I know he regretted not staying in the limo when he was subjected to the Spanish Inquisition and having to pose for a hundred photos. I really am the apple of my dad's eye, family is important to him. My mother left when I was just a baby, she wasn't ready to be a mother. I hate her. My father means everything to me, he holds out hope that one day she will be the mother he always wanted her to be. The thing that hurts me the most is that there had been zero contact in all these years, I've never even had a birthday phone call. I will admit that every year at Christmas I would receive extravagant gifts which my dad said was her doing but part of me doesn't believe him. I would hate if she had a family now that she adores and was there for them when she had never been there for me. The thought of her being happy with a husband a couple of kids and a white picket fence fills me with rage.

As much as I love my dad I had always felt like I was missing out not having a mother. It would have been great having a woman around even if it were just to give me the sex talk. It had been mortifying when my dad sat me down with a tampon in his hand and started to explain periods. I was 13 and had been having periods for over a year, every time I tried to tell him he didn't need to explain he would stop me. There really are some things you have to hear from a woman and not your dad. My Grandma was like a mother to me, it was her who I went to when I needed boy advice.

I may appear to be a pampered princess but I have had my fair share of pain and heartbreak. Now you know a little about me here's my story.

Chapter 1

My head is pounding, I'm defiantly feeling the effects of too much alcohol. I hadn't thought I had drunk that much at Amber's birthday party but I guess I was wrong. I had told her that I didn't want to drink but when she made a pitcher of margarita I couldn't say no. Cocktails certainly are my weakness, I'm not a sloppy drunk which is a bonus and I've never woken up in bed with someone who I don't know.