“Hey Fiona,” boomed a commanding voice that she recognized instantly.
Craven rounded the front of the house from the backyard. And judging by the grease that dotted his blue t-shirt and denim jeans, he’d obviously been working in the garage. “Hi, Craven,” she cleared her throat and averted her gaze, “good morning.” Fiona was nervous, not only because she was late, but because she’d just crawled out of bed after a full night of having mind-blowing sex and was now standing face-to-face with the alpha of the Fury pack. Craven still didn’t know that his stepdaughter was fooling around with his Beta. And as the daughter in question, she wanted to keep it that way for as long as possible. Forever if she could pull it off. Fiona’s lips twisted into a nervous smile. Craven made an almost imperceptible sniffing gesture. “How’s Farrow doing?” Oh. My. God. He can smell him on me? Her mouth dropped open and she quickly shut it. Who was she trying to fool, like it or not, Craven always knew what his wolves were up to... especially her. “He’s good, I guess.” A tense filled moment slipped by and she almost began a slow whistle, but decided that would make her nervousness way too obvious. Damn it, pull yourself together. “Where is he?” He asked casually. “He’s sleeping.” “Oh, I see.” Craven ran a hand through his messy amber hair, his light brown stare moving to the second story window where behind a white curtain Farrow slept soundly, unaffected by the painful situation Fiona had found herself in. Lucky bastard. She tipped her head forward and then lifted it back up, then after a short second, her gaze settled on the bridge of Craven’s slightly crooked nose, her base instincts not allowing her to stare him directly in the eyes, especially not now with her body slack from multiple orgasms. She cleared her throat, and said, “I’m late for a meeting with the elder pair, so…” “Fiona, are you alright? You’re very pale.” Heart racing, she took a step back and nodded. “Yeah, I’m good,” she wasn’t, at that moment she was really grossed out for even thinking the word orgasm in the presence of her stepfather, she swallowed the lump in her throat and finished, “just anxious about being late. Meri said she has something really important to discuss with me. So, I best be off.” She lifted her hand to wave goodbye but then slowly lowered it when one of Craven’s brows inched up. Fiona could almost hear it’s decent, like the clicks of a utility knife. “Can I ask a question that will probably make us both uncomfortable?” In her head, Fiona was screaming, noooooooooo! She looked down at her fingernails. They were pretty, freshly polished rose gold to match her hair, then she sighed, “I suppose so.” “Are things between you and Farrow getting serious?” He asked. She nodded and shrugged at the same time. “I mean, it’s early still, but yeah, I guess so.” She heard Farrow chuckle from behind the window. Which meant, so did Craven, and they both chose to ignore it. Heat flushed her cheeks. That didn’t mean she wasn’t going to make Farrow pay for relishing in her discomfort later. And not by withholding sex, that would be a punishment for both of them. And there was no need for that kind of craziness. “Then I think it’s time we all got together for a talk.” Wasn’t it too early for the infamous talk? “Will I be talking with my alpha or my stepfather?” Fiona asked. His gaze searched hers as if considering how to answer that. A quick grin flashed, he folded his arms, and said, “There is no way to separate the two, but I will try my best not to be too overprotective of my only child. How’s that sound?” “Sounds impossible, but I appreciate the sentiment,” she shared a long smile with him, and then asked, “Can I go now?” Craven leaned forward, his large rough hands settling on either side of her upper arms. “No matter what, I am happy if you’re happy,” he whispered in her ear, and then gave her a quick peck on the cheek. “Get out of here squirt, it’s in poor taste to leave the elder pair waiting.”
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Betty Olsen
4/21/2018 12:23:27 pm
Wow, I love this!
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Gena
4/21/2018 12:40:35 pm
Thank you, Betty! 😍
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Becky Miller
8/1/2018 10:49:27 am
OMG! I'm so excited to read more of this!!!!!
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Gena
8/1/2018 10:56:43 am
Thank you !!! ;)
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