Page 58 of Wandering Closer

“You ladies ready for dinner?” Thoren’s voice rings through the house.

Evelyn stands, giving me a soft smile. “Come to the kitchen when you’re ready.” She disappears down the hall, giving me a moment to collect myself. When the time comes, I hope I can be half the woman and mother that she is.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

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“Hey mom, where’s Lily?”

“Living room, honey. You go get her, and we will have everything ready in the dining room.” She pats me on the shoulder as she grabs food from the oven.

I find Lily sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the wall. When she turns to me, her eyes are glassy, but her smile is bright. Taking a seat, I pull her onto my lap. “What’s going on, baby?”

“I love your mom,” she breathes into my neck.

“Well, of course you do, she’s the best. Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” she leans back, giving me a soft kiss. I stand, setting her on her feet, and lead her to the dining room. My mom and dad are setting out the rest of the food while Shadow runs around hoping to get scraps that are dropped. I don’t miss the soft smile my mom gives Lily as she takes her seat. Dad comes over to officially greet Lily before sitting next to mom across from us.

“This all looks delicious. Thank you so much for having me over,” Lily says as I dish us both up.

“It’s family dinner, of course you’re invited,” my dad replies around bites of food, completely oblivious to the fact that Lilyhas gone still beside me. I give her knee a reassuring squeeze and a wink. I know she prefers actions to words, so my parents accepting her into the fold like I told her they would is exactly what she needed.

“River told us the book you’re writing is about him. How in depth into his personal life did you delve? I love your books, but I don’t think I can read about my son’s sexual preferences,” my mom casually throws out.

“Oh Evelyn, what have you done? What if she bases some of thescenesoff of her personal life? Now we are going to read about both our sons!”

I glance at the poor girl next to me, her face as red as mine. I don’t even know what to say, or how to take any of this. Lily could use the backup, but fuck, I haven’t read her books so I didn’t even think to ask where her sex scene ideas come from. My cock stirs at the thought of her writing out her sexual fantasies, and now I want to know the answer, too. I know she didn’t ask River about his sex life, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t write about ours.

Just when I think I need to jump in and save her, Lily’s soft voice answers, “You read my books, too, David?”

My dad’s cheeks turn pink as my mom cackles beside him. “I made him read your first book when Thoren first told us about you. He picked up the next ones all on his own.”

“I haven’t even read any yet! I can’t believe you’re reading smut, Dad.”

“It’s spicy romance, thank you. I raised you better than that. How haven’t you read her books yet?” Dad shakes his head at me, disappointment evident in his eyes. “I’m sorry Lily, we tried our best with him.”

“My question was never answered,” mom adds.

Lily takes another bite, buying herself some time. “There is nothing in this book influenced by River’s actual relationships.”She leaves it at that, and I think everyone sees her desire to change the subject.

I don’t miss that she doesn’t mention us, and now I’m dying to read this next book. My hand slips higher up her thigh, drawing circles under the skirt. The resulting shiver up her spine draws a smile to my face as I slowly slide my fingers higher. When they hit the heat of her center, I’m reminded her panties are currently tucked in my pocket.

My blood rushes south as I let my fingers trail through her wet lips just lightly. The slight hitch in her breath has me dying to do more, but all I can focus on is getting a taste of her.

“Is Shadow by your feet?” I ask my parents. When they both look down, I pull my fingers to my mouth and lick them clean, never removing my eyes from Lily. Her pupils are blown wide, and goddamn, I want to taste her sweetness. I love eating pussy, or more specifically, eating her pussy. The way her nails dig into my hair, the breathy little moans she makes, and the delicious juices she coats my beard with are my own version of heaven.

“Yeah, she’s being good like always.” Mom's voice breaks me out of my trance.

“How’s the bathroom coming along?” my dad asks.

“The pipes are finally all replaced. Next is wiring and drywall, then installing the tub, tiles, toilet, and vanity. Jake is making her one right now. Flooring, painting, and lighting all need to be done, too. Lily said I was doing too much, so it’s slow going.”

“I’m free this week. Why didn’t you ask me to help?”

“You’re free every week; it’s called retirement. Please take him,” mom quips.

I didn’t even think of that. My dad helped me a lot with my renovations. He’s always been handy and fixes everything himself. The fact that he is volunteering to help do this for Lily means a lot to me, but doesn’t surprise me one bit. It’s just who he is.

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