Page 122 of Billion Dollar Mistake

“I just get to eat it all,” her dad says with a chuckle.

“I can’t blame you, sir. I’d happily be the taste tester. Except I’d probably gain a ton of weight.”

“Nova is a great cook,” her mom continues.

“I learned from the best,” Nova responds.

Her mom hugs her, and I love the warmth they all share.

I watch as Nova's mom pulls the pie from the oven. The pastry is the perfect golden color. I lick my lips with anticipation.

The room is infused with the rich buttery aroma of pastry.

Nova’s mom cuts up pieces and serves us all a big slice of pie. I pick up the whipped cream and pour a decent helping and then eat.

It’s so good. I can’t help but moan. I don’t take a breath until I’ve finished my entire slice. “I’m so full but Mrs. Lee that was a feast. Thank you. You didn't have to go to so much trouble,” I say, leaning back in my chair.

“I know but I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she replies with a warm smile.

Her dad yawns beside me.

“Dad, take Jeremy to the couch while I clean up with Mom. Watch a little bit of the Eels before we go,” Nova orders.

My lips twitch at her telling us what to do.

“All right,” her dad says without a fight. He’s obviously used to it. I'm not, but I actually don’t mind her commands. It’s sexy.

“Are you sure you don’t need a hand?” I ask, feeling bad leaving the girls to clean up all the mess on their own.

“No, please sit with my dad. Mom and I have mastered this.” Nova's expression is almost pleading. Like she wants me to spend time with her dad.

I refrain from probing further and instead walk through her cozy family home, which exudes a humble charm. Family pictures hang on the walls, telling stories of the years gone by. Taking a seat on the well-worn sofa, I listen as he explains the rules in detail. His excitement is palpable, especially as the Eels seem to be winning, and I can’t help but join in the excitement with a shout of my own.

Nova and her mom join us to watch some of the game before it’s time for us to leave.

We say goodnight so her dad can go to bed and as soon as we are outside beside my car, I can't help but kiss her.

I’ve wanted to do it all night.

She moans and kisses me back with so much passion. Her hands on my shoulders move to my neck. She’s so handsy and not afraid of touching me everywhere. I love it. I love that she shows me how much she wants me.

I move my hands down her back to the top of her round ass. I push her against me. Where she finds me rock hard. She whimpers and grinds against me.

It causes me to snap. “Let’s go home,” I say, my voice hoarse.

“What about my car?”

“Terry will sort it out.” I pull open the car door and she climbs in. I get in the car and drive off, trying not to speed my way home.

On the drive back, I ask her the burning question. “Why didn’t you tell me you were helping them out?”

She exhales and stares out the window. “I knew you were going to bring this up.”

“It’s huge,” I say softly.

“It’s not. My parents are struggling, and I can afford to help them.”

“And how long were you intending on helping them?”

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