After We Met
Her dad’s supposed to be the complete opposite of her mom. Molly says he’s a free spirit and a bit wild, but a good and loving dad. I’ve seen pictures and he’s definitely hot. He looks like Samantha’s boyfriend from Sex and the City. I’m sure the women hang all over him.
When we finally land, the sun is starting to set. I look out Molly’s window and am in awe of the view. The water looks dark blue, and I can’t wait to see it in the sunshine. As soon as the seatbelt light goes off, Molly pulls out her phone. “I’m texting Dad that we’re here.”
I stand up and stretch my poor body—fuck me, there’s no room on these planes. Molly grabs our bags out of the overhead compartment and hands me mine. I follow closely behind her as we make our way out of the plane on onto the tarmac.
Molly screams, drops her bag, and takes off toward baggage claim. I follow much more sedately and smile as she flings herself at—who I’m assuming is her dad. He sets Molly down and I smile as I watch him hug her tightly.
I hear her say my name, and then they turn toward me. My stomach does a little flip as he smiles at me. Oh God, I can feel my nipples hardening. What if he can tell?
“Lani, come meet my Dad. Dad, this is my bestie, Lani. This crazy man is my dad, Damon.” Oh great, even his name is hot.
I reach my hand out. “It’s so nice to meet you. Thank you for letting me come with Molly.”
He grips my hand in his. I try not to stare at his beautiful face, but I can’t help it. His square jaw is covered in light stubble. His blue eyes are highlighted by beautifully long eyelashes, and he’s got lines around his eyes that just add to his gorgeousness. He’s got that dimple in his chin, and full lips I want to kiss. What?