Train Me Daddy

I’m disappointed by his words, because I thought that he wanted this as much as I did, but he used the word fuck and not making love. I thought that’s what we were doing, connecting sexually. But maybe I read the signals wrong yet again. He’s an experienced man and I may be twenty, but I haven’t had any life experience not like him.

“I just want to go to bed. I’m tired now.”

I don’t want to be in the car for the long journey with him. Not like this, if all he thinks we’re doing is having sex.

He laughs, “You can sleep in the car, besides Granddad’s waiting for us and I thought you wanted breakfast?”

I nod, and then head out of the shower. He does the same whistling as he leaves the room. I dry my hair and put on my limited closet. I decide on the summer dress that he bought for me yesterday. I don’t feel like wearing jeans and the other dress is too much to wear to the ranch. It’s a yellow flowery dress. Something that I wouldn’t wear, but then again all I have in my closet in the cottage are jeans too.

He smiles as I come out of the bedroom, “You fix up pretty good when you want to.”

“Thanks,” then I grab my purse and say, “Should we go then.”

“Sure, first breakfast and then we’ll head to the ranch.”

I shake my head, “I don’t feel like breakfast anymore.”

All of a sudden I’ve lost my appetite.

“Okay we can pick up a coffee to go and some croissants. Granddad loves their croissants and if you’re a good girl then maybe I’ll buy some extra for you.”

There he goes again, treating me like a child. I shrug, “I’m not a child. If I want some then I can get some.”

“What happened to you?” he asks as he takes my arm.

“Nothing, it’s just that you said that we were fucking earlier and it kind of got to me.”

“Oh.”

“Look I get it. You’re older and this is nothing to you…”

Before I can even finish what I’m saying he wraps his arms around me and kisses me. I melt as usual as this time he’s not being forceful, but rather gentle, slowly looping his tongue inside of mine as if he’s trying to make a statement.

“Sorry, I can be an insensitive prick at times. Let’s go. I’ll get you the croissants and you look hot in that dress by the way. I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep my hands off you.”

I think that’s his way of apologizing and I shouldn’t let him get away with it so easily, but I can’t help it. Because I know that it’s not only the croissants that I’m falling in love with, but him too.

***

I can feel Isaac glowing in the seat beside me as he drives Neil’s car back to the ranch. Half way there I reach my hand and place it on top of his, he knew that I needed a coffee once we sat down and had one with a couple of croissants my mood changed, as I thought about the last few days and wished that they didn’t need to come to an end. He glances at me and smiles. The touch of his warm hand against the palm of my hand excites me.

I can’t get enough of him. It’s as if he’s broken through a wall around my heart, releasing all the emotions I’ve held in reserve. I find myself thinking how lucky I am to have met him. At first I had my doubts about him, but I’m glad that I gave him a second chance.

As Isaac pulls onto the driveway, I see Neil standing on the porch alerted to our arrival by the sounds the tires makes on the gravel. He’s smiling from ear-to-ear like a cat that ate the canary when Isaac opens my door and I step out.

“Did you enjoy yourself in Houston?” Neil asks as I climb the steps to the porch.

Isaac steps in as he wraps his arm around me, “We both had a great time touring Houston.”

I can’t believe that he’s being so open about us. It makes me feel silly for being paranoid, when he said that we were just fucking earlier. God, I want this man to never leave the ranch.

“Great!” Neil says. He glances at me. “I’ve been trying to get Olivia to visit the city for a long time.”

“I just waited for the right time,” I tell Neil before I give him a hug. “I missed you, Neil.”

“And I you. I’m tired of opening cans or eating at the Brass Rail. I’m addicted to your home cooking.”

I laugh, “So you wanted me to come back so that I could cook for you?”