Man of the House: A Dark Bad Boy Romance(7)

It was one of those days where I never wanted to go back indoors. I had work to do in the lab, but I was enjoying being in the sunshine too much to bother with it. As I turned the corner toward the pool, I stopped dead in my tracks and stared.

Laying on a lounge chair wearing only the smallest bikini known to man was Emily. Her head was turned slightly away from me but I could see that she was wearing sunglasses. I couldn’t tell if she was asleep or not, but that didn’t really matter.

I walked toward her, feeling my cock stir in my pants. The girl was f*cking gorgeous and the bikini only proved my theory that she had the perfect body. Her breasts were full and perky, and her hips were wide and full. I knew she had a fantastic ass and I was mentally willing her to roll over as I got nearer.

For a second, I thought I was able to control the universe as she shifted. But instead of rolling away from me and showing off that perfect round ass of hers, she turned toward me and pursed her lips.

“Carter,” she said.

“Emily.” I stopped and grinned at her. “Nice day.”

“It was.”

“I like the bathing suit.”

She tipped her sunglasses down to stare at me. “What do you want?”

“A stepfather can’t have a friendly chat with his stepdaughter?”

She rolled her eyes. “Enough with that.”

I sat down in the lounge chair next to her. “You don’t like that I’m married to your mother.”

“What gave you that impression?”

I laughed. “I get it. You don’t like me. You think I’m an arrogant *.”

“You are, aren’t you?”

“More or less,” I said. “But I’m not your enemy.”

“Who is then?” She put her sunglasses down and leaned back.

“Nobody. You can just have a normal, enemy-free life, you know.”

“Sure, I know. I thought that up until you walked into my life.”

I sighed. “You’re tearing this family apart.”

“There’s no family here, Carter. Just my mom and me.”

“Fine. We’re not a family. Hell, I never wanted a family. But I at least want to do right by your mother, and I need you to play along if that’s going to happen.”

“I’m here,” she pointed out. “I’m playing nice.”

“Fine. I guess that’s all I can ask of you.”

“I guess so.”

We lapsed into silence for a second and I got another look at her. She glanced over and caught me staring, but I only smiled at her, not bothering to look away. For a second, I thought she was going to throw her sunglasses at me, but instead she just sighed.

“Okay, fine. Maybe I’m not making this easy.”

“I never said I wanted easy, darling.” I grinned at her.

She ignored me and went on. “I just don’t want to see my mother get sucked into one of your stupid scandals.”

“That’s fair. Nobody wants that.”

“And yet here you are, married to her.”

“It’s only a scandal if we get caught.”

“What makes you think you’ll get away with this one?”

“I’m an optimist, Emily, my dear.”

“Stop that. You know you’re not old enough to be my father, right?”

“I’m well aware.” I grinned at her. “But I’d love to be your daddy.”

She sighed, shaking her head. “I don’t know why I bother with you.”

I laughed. “Come on, where’s your sense of humor? Our situation is pretty funny.”

“Not to me, it isn’t.”

“Fine. Let’s at least call a truce.”

“Truce?”

“Try not to look at me like you want to kill me for a while.”

“And what will you do?”

I leaned toward her. “I’ll try not to look at you like I want to f*ck you.”

She blushed and stared at me for a second. “Okay,” she said. “I can try.”

“Good. I can try too. No promises though. Because I do want to drag you into my bedroom and f*ck your warm, tight cunt until you’re begging me not to stop.”

“You’re breaking the truce right now, you know.”

I laughed and looked away, taking a deep breath to calm my hammering heart. “Okay,” I said. “One more thing.”

“What?”

“A little present for you.” I reached into my pocket and dug out the phone, holding it out for her.

She took it tentatively. “What is this?”

“It’s a prototype phone that Valor is working on.”

“I didn’t know you guys were making a phone.”

“Nobody does. This is the second one in existence.”

“Seriously?”

I nodded. “Seriously. I want you to test it out for me.”

“I thought this was a gift.”

“It is a gift. You can control the whole house through that phone.” I paused for a second. “It’s also insurance for you.”

“How?”

“If shit goes wrong, sell that phone.”

She laughed. “One phone won’t be enough to cover the damage you cause.”