2//Surprise

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After Dylan's long shower, he heads to his bedroom to unpack the rest if his things in the small room he's staying in, putting things in the closet and the dresser since he plans on staying here long.

"You're all good man?" He heard a voice behind him while he was putting away his things, he turns around and sees his friend, and the owner of this house, Marcus.
"Yeah, and thanks for letting crash here for a while. You know how I feel about hotels. Are you sure you don't want me to pay weekly for this room?" He says, then suppress the urge to get his wallet.

"Dylan, man chill I know you can afford it, but we're family." He pats his shoulder then walks off. Yeah Marcus and him are family but it's crazy because he never met Marcus family. He talks about them a lot to him and Marcus met his ex-wife and mistress miranda.

Speaking of  Miranda, I need to call her back. He thinks. Before he pulls out his phone he hears a the front door open and closing.

"Hey dad." The voice fades. He kinda hears the conversation going on saying to meeting his new roommate then Marcus calling him down. He sit his phone on the bed and head downstairs, he then has a clear view of the lovely women he once saw before. His hearts skips a few beat. What the hell?

"Dylan, this is my daughter, Manny." Dylan quickly reacts and shakes her hand and thank god she shakes back, pretending he wasn't just flirting with her a week ago at the Charity Gala.
"He will be staying with me for a while." Marcus finishes.
"Oh." Oh? Yeah she hates me here. I should just find another place to stay. What the fuck Dylan?! His daughter is seventeen I think!
"I'm gonna call in for Pizza." Marcus says and walks away from the front hall into the living room. Dylan took that as his cue to go back up stairs and pack so he won't be in more bigger trouble for staying there.

She was still gorgeous too, without all that make on. Her hair was down, which touched her shoulders, bone straight and she had on a baby blue halter like floral lace skater dress and all white converse on. She looked so innocent and cute, he wanted to switch off his cock but thats complicated since its only been since last week he wanted to fuck her in her hotel room at the Gala but Miranda showed up so he didn't need to try and persuade her he just pictured the beautiful chocolate skin sliding down his body. Fuck now I'm hard, standing in the middle of my room, thinking of  my best friends daughter, in his house! You know what, I'll just tell Marcus I got called on business and leave-

"Um are you okay?" He jumps at the sound of a sweet soft voice and turns to see Manny standing at doorway folding her arms looking down are his hard on. He turns back around and pulls out his suitcase places it on the bed and started putting the clothes thats in the dresser inside the suitcase.

"Um you're not suppose to see that." He says as he started shoving shit in the suitcase. Manny rushes in and touches his shoulder. Her small chocolate hand felt like an hot iron. "What are you doing?" She asks.
"I'm leaving." He snaps and continues to stuff his suitcase now with his shoes.
"No shit. I mean why." She then turns his body with her hand on his shoulder pushing him to face her.
"When you're dad finds out I was flirting with you at Gala, and how I try to seduce you. He will end my life."
He tried to seduce me? She thinks happily. Maybe he is single.
"My dad won't find out. I promise I won't say anything. You don't have to leave. I don't want you to die." She says as Dylan chuckles. "Plus my dads been living in this house alone, I know he needs someone to talk to. You'll be good company."

Okay she says she'll keep her mouth shut. All I need is to keep my dick calm. He thinks.

"Okay." He nods as Manny claps. "Okay my dad says the food will be here in a minute, so don't be up here long because you don't want you're Pizza getting cold." She says then turns to leave as her hair twirls.

Dylan sighs, remember dick calm.

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