Page 29 of Thanksgiving With Dad's Best Friend

“You know, it’s weird…since we’ve been here, it’s almost like you know more about my daughter than I do.”

We’re definitely in dangerous territory here. I have to be very careful. I clear my throat. “I think she’s just trying to be polite to me…you know, as a host. Besides. She’s said a few times that it’s nice to get to know her father’s best friend.”

Eddie softens a little. “Well…that’s nice to hear, for sure. I guess it just feels like she’s a bit distant, you know?”

“Well…the divorce hit her hard too, I’ll bet…don’t take it personally. Just think of it as her needing space.”

Eddie finally cracks a smile, clapping a hand on my arm. “You’re a good pal, Flynn. You always know what to say…I’ll stop complaining now. Let’s have a great day.”

I breathe a sigh of relief as he heads through to the living room to sit in front of the TV. A few minutes later, as I’m chopping vegetables, Lexi bounds down the stairs. I hear her talking to her father for a few minutes before she comes to find me. She steals a quick kiss from me and it feels dangerous, but nice all the same. I’ve missed her lips. She presses herself up against my hard cock as she hugs me close.

“Happy Thanksgiving,” she whispers to me. “I’m very thankful to be here with you.”

Somehow, the comment strikes a chord in my heart. I’ve never had someone say something so sweet to me. I kiss the top of her head, feeling a strange sensation…a sense of familiarity between the two of us, as though we’ve been doing this forever.

“Happy Thanksgiving, baby…you want to help me with the dinner? I suck at peeling vegetables.”

Lexi laughs. “Sure. I’ll do the grunt work. You can focus on the turkey.”

“I’m not that useless. I can do some things.”

Lexi shakes her head at me with a smile as she pries the peeler from my hand. “What would you’ve done without me here this year, hmm?”

It’s a question that I don’t have an answer for. I definitely wouldn’t have been in the holiday spirit as much as I am today. It feels like I’m getting the family Thanksgiving that I’ve always missed out on. Sure, the trio here today is a little dysfunctional, but they’re the only two people in the world that I want to see today.

Lexi and I spend the morning preparing the meal. Eddie comes into the kitchen every now and then to chat with us, and possibly to keep an eye on us. It seems like he feels like a third wheel, always looking uncomfortable as Lexi and I laugh and joke with one another. As the three of us opt to make a signature dish each, Eddie is solemn and quiet, leaving the two of us to continue chatting. It always feels like there’s something to talk about with Lexi around, and I’ve never held conversations so easily with a person. I love it, but I can tell Eddie isn’t so keen.

By the time the dinner is almost ready, Eddie has retreated back to the living room for good. Lexi leans on the counter and I take her hips in my hands, pushing myself against her as we kiss. It feels so damn good to have her here with me. I wish everyday could be like this. It’s the kind of day I imagine might belong to a loving marriage, where the happy couple can’t keep their hands to themselves and they help each other out with the chores of the day. When she smiles at me, something awakens inside me. I slide my hand up her leg, tugging at her panties underneath her white dress.

“I want you,” I growl. She giggles, but puts a hand on my arm to push me away.

“We can’t,” she whispers to me. “Later.”

I know she’s right, but damn, there’s nothing I want more than to take her right now on the kitchen counter. I miss the taste of her. I miss touching her freely. I miss the sound of her moans as I pleasure her. The frustration in me is almost too much to bear.

She moves away from me to check on the dishes we’ve made. The three ‘signature dishes’ that we’ve prepared are looking good. I’ve prepared a parsley and potato mash after discovering that it’s one of Lexi’s favorites. Lexi’s prepared a delicious smelling casserole as a side dish. Eddie made the stuffing from scratch, though he’s mostly entrusted Lexi with keeping an eye on it. The whole room smells amazing, and my stomach growls. I’m hungry, but I’m also partially excited for the meal to be over. As soon as it is, Lexi and I might get more time on our own.

With the table set and the meal ready, Lexi takes all the dishes through to the dining room and Eddie takes a seat at the table. We’re surrounded by amazing food, and yet all I can think of is having Lexi for dessert. I keep stealing glances at her as I pile some side dishes onto my plate. As she leans in to pick some sides, I get a good look at her cleavage. It’s more mouthwatering than the spread in front of me.

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