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Chapter 31 by 88naughtystories
What next?
Cuddles and an unexpected event
After the two of you played around in the shower for a good hour the water started to run cold, so you hurried up and actually got clean.
Once back in bed, you laid down on your back and Doe immediately draped a leg over yours and laid her head down on your chest. You sighed in contentment, as her breathing became shallow and the scent of her hair drifted into your nose. Her hand lightly switched from stroking your arm and your side which you secretly loved. Now and then she gave a slight shiver in her sleep, you never knew what caused it. Your response was always to hold her tighter though, whether it be from nightmares from the past, or from getting chilly. Finally you fell asleep too, as Doe continued to be tucked into your side.
The next day passed similar to the one before: woke up, had breakfast, flirted, showered and went to work. What some might find monotonous, you took great pleasure in. You knew what it felt like to be alone for a long time before you had this relationship, and you certainly were not going to take it for granted.
When you got home Doe was in the living room playing with her pup, Bobo (adopted - name was just a coincidence with Bo's.) She looked up at you smiling as she rolled around on the floor with him and playing keep away with a chew toy. "I would get up to hug you, but I am currently being attacked by a vicious bloodthirsty dog!"
You snorted, "Yeah, he seems to have you in his evil doggie clutches."
"Rawwrrr!" Doe exclaimed as she fake-growled at Bobo. Normally you would get in on the play time as you loved the little guy, but you had a little paperwork you wanted to get done before dinner.
"If you need me I'll be upstairs baby, got a little work to do."
Doe paused for a second in playing while looking at you suddenly, "Alright then." You could almost have sworn there was a slight blush on her face.
The paperwork was dull and boring as you expected, but hey! Got to do some drudge work if you want to move up in the world and all that. Just as you were finishing Doe came into the room with a somewhat serious expression.
"Hey, just need a few more minutes Doe and I'll be downstairs for dinner."
Doe sat down on the office chair on the other side of the desk. "No rush John." She paused for a moment. "Dad just called. He said he's coming to visit tomorrow."
You froze in place. "...Buh? Tomorrow?"
"Aye."
"He... doesn't know I'm here, does he?"
Doe shook her head no, a worried look on her face. You knew that disregarding the fact that he would be upset about you secretly living with his daughter, there were the issues of you not being military, and not being Irish. Even though he himself was not military, he was always a little particular about the men Doe dated.
"I could stay at a hotel for a couple of nights. You know, just to avoid the whole, 'hey dad, I live with this guy now.'" You offered.
"John he could be here for a week or more. He's not working at the moment and he kinda does what he wants."
"Well shit Doe, I mean I don't mind being introduced like this if it has to be done. I plan on being here for the long haul you know. The only question is... what do you want to do? I could afford a hotel for a few nights without it hurting me too much financially and just pop in now and then, let him get to know me gradually. Or we could just skip all that and get to the point."
Doe looked at you, and in the distance, considering her options before speaking.
What does she decide?
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Hidden Feelings (updated)
A friendship between two friends becoming more. (this is the real, updated version)
A friend visits another friend after her breakup. (A sexy, romantic story!)
Updated on Feb 14, 2016
by 88naughtystories
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