Knocked up, by her best friend's dad.(8)

“Ew, I've never seen you as a father figure. Sure, you’re Jamie’s dad, but even then you’ve always been Jamie’s young, hot father, who’s been more like another one of the guys. There's only fifteen years difference between us. I’m older than Jamie too. Fifteen years is nothing really.” She shrugged.

“Yeah, well, us being together will affect people, so I needed to think about whether or not I could deal with the fall out.” I was worried the most about Jamie, but I knew my parents would be shocked, and I was concerned about what my own friends would think of me with someone so young.

“Oh, yeah, who?”

I debated for a moment if I should tell her who, but if I was going to go through with this relationship with her I needed her to know the truth. “Jamie, my family, and I don’t know how my own friends will react.”

“Why would Jamie care? He knows how I feel about you or at least thinks I have crush. I always thought your family liked me, I hope I’m not wrong, and as for your friends…” she crossed her arms over her chest pushing her breasts up and drawing my gaze to them. They were bigger. “I've had a lot of your ‘friends’ hit on me and two have even asked me out.”

“What. The. Fuck. Who the hell asked you out, I’ll kill ‘em.” A red haze came over my gaze and anger I hadn’t felt in a long time reared its head. How dare my friends ask out my Hannah, er my son’s nineteen-year-old friend I corrected myself, but I knew I meant my Hannah.

She waved her hand back and forth. “I’m not naming names for you to fight with. I’m telling you, so you know that I highly doubt they will have a problem with us being together. So tell me why you think your family and Jamie will?”

How did she not know how my son felt for her? Was she as blind to Jamie's attraction as I was to hers? Should I tell her? Only a few minutes earlier, I thought it was best she knew, but now I didn’t know. How would this affect her friendship with my son? Maybe we could ease my son into Hannah and me being together. The same with my family, they had always thought Hannah and Jamie would end up together. Running my fingers through my curls, I stared at the woman that had driven me nuts. “I want you. I want this between us. I knew if anything started between us it would be long term. Forever. Are you ready for that? As much as I want to dive into this, I think we need to take it slow. It’s not just the two us now, there is a third little being to consider.” I stood and moved to her side, wrapping my arms around her as I kissed her forehead. “You are not alone. You will not be a single parent. I am here. I will always be here no matter what happens between us.” I tilted her chin up and leaned down to brush my lips over hers. “A date. Tomorrow I’ll pick you up and we can have dinner?”

Her eyes had softened to a rainforest green. “What time?” she whispered.

Grinning, I snuggled her to me. She stayed stiff for only a moment before she moaned and sank against me settling into my embrace. I loved it. She felt good. She felt right. Perfect even. “How about seven?”

She shook her head. “Can we do lunch instead? From about five onwards I can’t eat anything. Trust me when I say it’s not pretty and it would be a waste of your money.” I stroked her back and she sighed, and I knew it was a good sigh as she wiggled closer to me.

“Lunch. Late lunch. Weekends are my busiest. Even though its Sunday tomorrow, and I usually have that off, I've been working lately as a guy quit on me, and another of my younger guys cut back his hours because he’s going to Uni this year. I can be here at one, I might be late, but it’ll be close to that, okay?”

“Yep, I’ll be ready.” She eased away and gazed up at me. “You going to tell me why Jamie and your family will have a problem with us?”

I had hoped she would have forgotten or thought I’d answered enough to let it go. “Let’s take this slow, and see how it goes. I could be wrong.”

She glared at me and I didn’t think she would cave, but she growled and plopped back against me. “Fine I’ll leave it be for the moment, but you’ll have to tell me eventually.”

We’d see. At the moment, I was just happy she seemed to have forgiven me for being an arsehole and not contacting her. I knew I really didn’t deserve the second chance she was giving me. I took her virginity. That was something that still blew my mind. It had also been something that had contributed to me figuring out my feelings for her. I knew without a doubt I wouldn’t like another man making love to her. I loved that I was the only man that had been between her legs and felt her tight pussy. I hated the idea of another man kissing her, even my own son. When I thought about that, I knew that I couldn’t stall any longer, that I needed to go and beg Hannah to forgive me and give me a chance. I hoped what we’d done wasn’t a one of and she felt something for me. Now, I knew she'd had feelings for me for years. I wished I'd came to her sooner and said to hell with all my other worries.

Squeezing her tighter against me, I pressed my lips to her head. “I really am sorry for leaving this for so long. I should have maned up and come to you two months, no, I should have stayed and not left early in the morning. I’m happy you’ve agreed to go out with me, but do you forgive me?”

She wiggled and snuggled until she fit more comfortably against me. Her finger came to my chest and she traced imaginary patterns. “You hurt me. I know I could have called or ended the avoidance sooner, but I felt with you sneaking out in the morning and leaving no note or message even later in the day, meant you were ashamed of what we’d done. I seduced you. Nothing else I’d done so far had worked, though. Having said that, I don’t have any experience.” She groaned. “Not even Jamie knows this, but the geeky guys he thought I dated, were just friends helping me out, so I returned the favor. Anders was tutoring me, and instead of paying him he said if I would go on a date and pretend to be his girlfriend he would tutor me for free. He wanted his dad off his back. He wasn’t a nice man. And Brent, well, everyone just assumed we were dating and I didn’t correct them, but no he was tutoring me too. So, I didn’t have much experience. Kate was the one who told me to wear your shirts, tie a knot to tighten them, and show my stomach with just my underwear, but that didn’t seem to work ei—”