The Bites of Seduction

The lies

"Um" I hesitate and search for a lie within my head. "Yeah I was on the balcony and I was listening to music on my phone. I didn't hear you until the second call. " I say with panic in my voice.

"Oh okay," he says, relief clearly spreading over his face. He trusts me and I know it was weird for me not to answer on the first call.

"So how was your day, lil?" He asks me with a grin on his face. I can already tell by the features of his face, he is waiting for me to answer the question so he can spill about something awesome that happened at his work.

"It was good, I went to Denny's and came home and just cleaned and read for a little." I grin at the mention of me going home and meeting Dylan. I try to make it short so he can burst out with his info.

He is about to speak but he stops and frowns as he says, "Wait, you actually went out to eat for breakfast and why did you just grin when you said you came home and cleaned?" I knew that he would notice that but I hoped that he wouldn't.

"Yeah I know right! I guess I just wanted to eat breakfast today. I also grinned because ummm in my book, House at Riverton, I found out that Grace and Alfred have a thing and Grace was even thinking about them getting married. I was sad though that David died." Phew, I actually found a good excuse!

"Oh I am happy you are so engrossed in your book but anyways, your mother and I had to sedate this patient because he punched my boss in the face because he wasn't happy that the doctor told him that he needed to get surgery." He chuckled at his replay of the scene. "I am not complaining that he got hit because I totally would have done the same thing. My boss is cruel and always makes me feel like I suck at my job. I am like one of the smartest people there. He is just jealous that my patients like me better." My father says with a gentle laugh, obviously very proud of his achievements.

I can't believe that they had to sedate the dude and I can't believe that the dude actually punched my dad's boss in the face. "That must of hurt!" I say, imagining the face of his boss.

"I know! I saw his bloody nose and I had to run to the bathroom and laugh to myself. I find out that your mother did the same thing! You should of been there!" He says as if he accomplished something.

I laugh at his obnoxiousness and I push him out of my room telling him that he shouldn't be that happy as to wish I was actually there. He can't really hate his boss that much?

He goes out of my room and I change into my pajamas before I go downstairs to greet my mother. I know she is downstairs making dinner but I don't know what she is making.

When I start to descend the stairs, the aroma of burgers and fries fill my nose. It actually looks like my mom went and bought food for us. I greet my mom with a hi and she serves us all the delicious burgers from in and out.

"Lilly how has your break been going so far?" My mom asks with bright eyes.

"Oh it's going well. I am actually catching up on my sleep and I have been eating breakfast."

"Wow I must have missed a lot if you of all people eat breakfast." She laughs and I smile at her.

"Yeah I also got to read some of my book and I cleaned the house a little but that's it." I say. Oh and I also had my boyfriend over and we smooched for a really long long time. I say in my head. I try my best to hide the smile growing on my face.

"I also heard that you and dad had quite a scene at work today!" I say with a wide smile on my face which she returns. The smirk on her face gives away that she was laughing when she saw her nose bleeding boss.

"Yeah it was very refreshing for the stressed day I was having." She says ending the conversation and I laugh noting that they find it "refreshing" to see their boss get punched in the face.

We clean the kitchen and get ready for bed. All I can think about is the wonderful time I had with Dylan until my parents came. I did talk to him for a little and I did find out that his mom is a pharmacist and his dad is a interior designer.

As I lay down to go to bed, I feel the ache of the bruise I got from Dylan's abrupt actions, settle through me. I can't believe that I got a bruise so easily. It must be either that or that Dylan's really strong. I don't mind that at all really. He is "my" strong, hot, new boyfriend.

As I close my eyes I dream of his hands gripping my thighs and kissing my neck. I dream of those turquoise eyes and how they looked deep into my eyes. I fell into his arms like nothing. It all happened so fast and I'm grateful for that though because I am really not complaining. Oh Dylan!!!