The Swift-Styles Family (Book II)

13 - After The Date

Tessa's POV

We didn't do it last night, and that's very cool of Thomas because not all guys can hold their lust, I guess. I'm wide awake and it's only around 6 in the morning. My head is on Thomas's bare chest, fingers trailing along his very muscular arm. Well, talk about dating an athlete.

" You already up?" his voice sends shock into my entire system. He sounds groggy though, as if he's unwillingly being awake. I quickly pull my hand away.

"Yeah," I reply. I can see his dimple deepening. He's probably smiling. Thank goodness the curtain isn't drawn, or else he would've seen me blush.

" You're so cute, do you know that?" I say, trying to break the loving gaze he's giving me. I more-than-gently pinch his nose, which ends with him wincing in pain.

" Ow," he hisses, then places his hand around my waist, hugging me tighter around him.

" Stop! " I push him away, laughing hysterically as he tickles me.

" I have to get dressed! My dad is going to kill you if we get home late," I constantly struggle to get out of his brace but only to fail.

" It's funny you're saying that you need to go and get dressed. It's not like you're naked right now," he says, smirking.

" Hello, sir, cut it off, " I feel really uneasy under his lusty gaze. I cover his eyes to snap him out of it but as soon as I release my hand, he stares right into my eyes again.

" You're funny, " he gives up, pinching my chin.

" Okay let's go and get dressed. I really don't want your dad to kill me," he finally lets go of me, before racing me to the toilet.

Even though I have a very fit body, he arrives there first.

" Please," I plead, putting on my usual cute face. He laughs and tells me to stop trying to be cute. I roll my eyes in annoyance.

" There's always a way to save time," Thomas says, this time grinning mischievously. At first I don't really get it, but then I understand what he's meaning.

" Thomas!" I make a face, clearly unimpressed that he's even suggesting such thing. He has been trying so hard to seduce me,and as much as I may seem confident telling him no, I'm not sure I might be able to hold my stand for long. I'm only human after all.

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As soon as I step out of the car, I see Harry standing with his arm crossed right on the doorstep. I take a glance at Thomas, who's very freaking out right now. I check my watch, and it says 8.30 a.m.

Crap.

" Harry I can explain," I quickly say, backing Thomas up.

He just stands there, his gaze cold, not caring a thing about what I just said. His eyes are burning into Thomas'.

" Thomas, I need to speak to you," he says coldly. I don't want to know where this is going to lead.

" Dad, please!" I beg again. Harry stops mid track, probably flummoxed of what he has just heard. I've just called him dad.

He stares into my eyes for a moment, going through his thoughts on whether he should still continue his action or not.

Harry sighs, giving up. Thomas stays silent, witnessing our emotional drama.

" Thomas, can I ask you something?" Harry then turns to look at Thomas. I can sense Thomas's bare hint of fear for Harry. Thomas is so funny.

" Yes, sir," he replies, addressing my father formally. They're almost the same age, yet he still pays respect to Harry since he's dating Harry's legal adoptive daughter, a.k.a me.