Erica's Point Of View|
"Babe, why don't you stay for dinner? Cyn supposed to be coming with her girlfriend and I'd love for you to stay and join us."
If that's the case, I'm definitely not staying.
Everytime he mentions Cyn, I can't help but feel bad
"I, uh, wish I could but I have to--"
"C'mon. You don't even have to stay that long. You can leave right after."
I sigh and bring a slight smile to my face. "I guess."
"That's all I ask." He said, kissing my lips.
"Sooo what time do they supposed to be here?"
"I told her six, but knowing my child, she's going to be forever. You ladies seem to get along with other very well." He smirks.
If only he knew how well...
"Yeaa, she's a nice young lady. Listen baby, I don't mean to sound rude or anything, but can we not talk about Cyn for a while? I'm just in need of a lot of stress releasing."
"No problem. I definitely can help you with that."
I smile, gasping once he picked me up and pinned me against the wall in the kitchen.
God, he's so fine. I see where Cyn gets it from. I've always been attracted to older men, and him being beyond sexy is ridiculous.
I can't seem to get enough and I know it's wrong to crave for Cyn just as much.
"Shiiit! Daddy." I moan, yelping.
Me being twenty three and him going on thirty seven is apparently a big problem to my parents, so I have not even spoken to them since I've introduced him to them.
Now I'm second guessing everything-- I want him, but then I want his daughter.
Fuck!
