Page 26 of Thanksgiving With Dad's Best Friend

She’s not wrong. I bet he wasn’t expecting to spend the holiday in someone else’s home, especially not while his best friend and daughter fuck under the same roof in secret. I touch her back again gently.

“Well, we’ll have to be on our best behavior I guess…though I wish it was just the two of us.”

Her cheeks are flushed from the cold, but they get even redder at my comment. “Really?”

“Of course…I’d rather be making some memories that don’t involve turkey and pecan pie…I just want to spend time with you.”

Lexi looks very pleased with herself. “Well, at least we’ll be together…even if my Dad’s there too. It’s going to be weird…but maybe good as well?”

“Any time spent with you is good.”

Lexi grins at me. I love how she’s come out of her shell since I met her, showing the mischievous side of her to me finally. “You’re full of pick up lines today.”

I walk a little closer to her, bumping her hip. “Well, I’d tell you what I’m actually thinking…but I think it’s a little too dirty…we’re in public, after all.”

Her breath catches in her throat and I smile to myself. I love how easy it is to get her going. Then again, one look at her and the sexual beast in me awakens. I wish I could just grab her and fuck her here on the side of the trail, but I can’t even touch her. I sigh, putting my hands in my pockets to stop myself from being tempted by her, hard as it is.

“So, go on then…tell me your other traditions.”

Lexi cocks her head as she thinks about it. “Let’s see…well, first off we have the family cook book. My grandmother loved to make up her own recipes, and she had a whole book dedicated to Thanksgiving recipes. I can remember the meals she used to make for us…they were incredible. But after she died, she wanted me to carry on cooking for her…so each year, I cook something out of the book.”

I feel a rush of affection for her. She’s clearly a sentimental woman, and I like to see how much she cares about her family, even if it’s part of what’s holding us back as a couple. “That’s so nice…are you going to make me a little something tomorrow?”

Lexi laughs. “Well, I didn’t bring the book with me this time around…I thought it might make Dad too emotional this year. But I know her recipe for cranberry sauce by heart…I’ve been making it for years. I can give it a try, if you want?”

“I’d like that…I bet it’s delicious.”

Lexi hangs her head shyly. “Yeah, well. Thank my Grandmother for that, not me…let me think what else do we do on Thanksgiving…oh! Well, there’s the thankful tree that I made as a kid…we pick leaves from the garden, write what we’re thankful for and put them on the tree. Again, I doubt that’ll happen this year…”

“That’s a great idea, though. I’ve never done any of those things. Thanksgiving tends to be…quiet for me.”

Lexi’s eyes widen in curiosity. “Really? Why?”

I shrug. “Well, my parents died when I was young…I’ve always had Thanksgiving plans, but mostly, I just head to dinner at someone’s house. I’ve never hosted before, and I’ve never bought into the traditions…not because I don’t want to, it’s just that I’ve never been at home to start some up.”

Lexi’s hand brushes my arms and she offers me the sweetest of smiles. Hell, even when she’s being sweet and innocent she turns me on. “Well, I guess I’d better make sure you have the best Thanksgiving ever tomorrow.”

I really wish I could kiss her now…hell, I want so much more than that, but a kiss would help satiate the need building up inside me. But Eddie chooses the perfect moment to turn around, checking up on us like we’re kids. I can’t tell if he’s suspicious or just nosy, but either way, it’s grating on me. I wish he’d just leave us to our own devices, but of course, he’s concerned. I’m spending more time with his daughter than he’d like…I need to be more careful. But as he turns around again, Lexi stands on her tiptoes to quickly peck my lips, leaving me rock hard and exhilarated. It’s a daring move that’s paid off, but now, I want her even more.

I’ve finally got her…there’s no way I’m giving her up at the first hint of trouble. But something in his eyes has me worried. If he has an inkling of what’s happening between the pair of us, then it could destroy everything.

But she’s mine. Nothing he can do or say will keep me from having her.

Lexi

The walk ended up taking hours, and now it’s over, my father is exhausted. I can see in his face that the fresh air and exercise had taken a toll, and so I’m not surprised when he says he wants to head to bed early.

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