I let out a relieved breath that this isn’t going to be as bad as I thought. I mean it will be weird staying with someone I don’t know, but it’s Brian’s dad so it’s not like it is just some stranger. At least now we don’t have to pay for a hotel.
Brian laughs “You’d never be able to tell he has so much money with the way he acts like a cheap motherfucker”
I get nervous at the tone of Brian’s voice. Do they not really get along? I don’t want this to be uncomfortable staying there. “Are you sure this is going to be okay with him?”
He gives me a sweet smile reassuring me everything will be okay. “Hey come here.” he wraps his arms around me. “Everything is going to be okay.”
He kisses the side of my head and I relax into him. It’s moments like these that remind why I wanted to be with Brian in the first place. He has always been able to calm my nerves and comfort me.
His lips move from my head down closer to my mouth. He looks down at me and puts his lips on mine. That is as far as it usually goes lately. Things have been tense since that night. We still cuddle on the couch and at night in bed, but we haven’t been any more intimate than that.
I am expecting him to draw away like he has been, but his arms wrap around me and he pulls me closer. He deepens the kiss, and I let him.
I’ve missed him. Brian has always been very attractive to me. He is tall and muscular. He isn’t bulky, but he works out so he is tone everywhere. His jaw is strong and he has high cheekbones. He has that boy next door look.
His hands start to move over my ass, and he squeezes it. I moan into his mouth and look up into his eyes. That’s another feature I love about him. His bright blue eyes. They are so vibrant and inviting. I close my eyes again while he kisses me, and suddenly I see vibrant eyes again. Except they aren’t Brian’s bright blue eyes. They are green. Staring right back at me. Dean.
I gasp and push back at Brian’s chest, trying to get separation. Why am I thinking about Dean right now? I am pissed at myself. I was finally going to get close with Brian again, but I can’t move forward in good conscious while I am imaging another man.
Brian looks at me confused, and I quickly give him a peck on the lips and say “Sorry. I just think we need to start packing up so we can get everything over to your dads still today.”
He lets out a sigh and smiles down at me, but his eyes look disappointed. “Sure thing. Let’s pack.”
We head into the bedroom and pack up only the essentials we need to stay for a month. Brian said his dad keeps a room made up for him for whenever he stays over which hasn’t happened since he’s been in college, so it is more just a guest room. I am finishing putting my toiletries in a bag when Brian pops his head in the bathroom. “You almost ready?”
I smile at him. “As I’ll ever be.” Well, here goes nothing.
Chapter 3
We pull up to Brian’s dad’s house, and I stare up at it with my mouth hanging open.
“Damn, your dad really is rich.?
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Brian laughs, “Yeah I told you so.”
The house isn’t a mansion or anything, but for the area it’s in right by downtown, I know it must cost a fortune. It is a modern style building, so it must’ve been built within the last 10 years. Lots of straight, clean lines of black and white with just a few touches of natural wood to soften the modern edge. If the outside looks this fancy, I can’t imagine what the inside must look like.
Brian grabs a couple of bags out of the trunk and leads me up to the front porch. I am suddenly nervous to meet Brian’s dad. Even though we’ve been living together for a month now, it still feels like a big step to be meeting his dad. Like somehow this makes our relationship more serious. He hasn’t met my family either, but we haven’t been dating during a holiday like Thanksgiving or Christmas when I usually go to visit them.
We get to the door and I go to ring the bell when Brian pulls out his keys and unlocks the door. I look at him. “You already have a key?”
He chuckles. “Well I’ve had one for a while. He made me one when he moved in here in case I ever needed somewhere to stay, but we will have to make a copy for you so you can come and go as you please.”
I smile. Of course he has a key. This is his parent’s house. It makes me feel better about their relationship. Maybe I was reading too much into it early. They probably get along fine.
Brian pushes the door open and we step in the house which has an entryway that expands into an open floor plan. The living room and kitchen are all visible from where we are standing and it is furnished with modern items. The kitchen has a huge island with fancy white quartz countertops and custom cabinets. You can’t even see the refrigerator because it is one those refrigerators that are hidden within the cabinets. It reminds me of one of those home makeover shows except you can tell everything is new and not remodeled. Man, if I had a kitchen like that I wouldn't even mind doing the dishes. I laugh to myself as I think he probably has one of those motion activated faucets that turn on when you run your hand over it.
Brian shouts through the house “Dad! We’re here!”
I hear a slider door open and close and footsteps heading in from the hall by the kitchen. Brian’s dad shouts back. “How’d you get here so fast? I thought I had time to go for a run. I didn’t even shower yet. Just got back.”
A man comes into view and Brian reaches for my waist. He wraps his arm around my back and says “Hey dad, this is my girlfriend Caroline.”
I turn from Brian and look towards his dad walking up to us. “It’s nice to meet you Mr. Dougla-”
My words stop mid sentence. My mouth drops open. I blink. I blink again. This is a dream. I must be dreaming. This can’t be real.