My Boyfriend's Father novel Chapter 6

Valerie hated to leave Justin’s father, but he hadn’t been the only one frustrated with his son’s behavior. Valerie had her own misgivings about the way things were going and just hadn’t wanted to say them. It felt almost like a betrayal to Justin. Still, why didn’t he give her the attention she needed? Why did she seem like something he checked off his list of things to obtain? She sighed as she reached the stairs, staring up to the top, wondering if he would ever change.

When she entered the room, Justin was already under the covers, reading a book. Seeing her enter, he set the book on his lap, his finger inserted between the pages to hold his place. “Hey, there,” he said. “How did it go? Did you enjoy yourself?”

“You’re in bed reading?” she asked, staring at him as she walked over to the dresser and leaned back on it, her arms crossed over her chest. “I thought you were going to come down when you finished up here. What happened?”

He shrugged, obviously not seeing what the problem was. “I found a book I hadn’t read in a while and figured you would have been almost finished, anyway. So, I decided to just slide into bed and dig into this great story.” He waggled his brows at her. “On the plus side, I’m already naked.”

She chose to ignore him. “Justin, you haven’t seen you father in months. He would have really loved for you to be down there with us.”

“I’ll see him tomorrow,” Justin said, his brows bunched. “I don’t see what the problem is. I was tired after sorting through that stuff and just wanted to relax. No big deal.”

“We’re staying at his house,” she stressed, not ready to concede to his reasoning. “It wouldn’t have hurt you to put off going through those boxes one day to spend some time with your father.” She pushed herself off the dresser with a bump of her ass. Reaching to the hem of her shirt, she yanked her top over her head and tossed it into the corner, Richard’s words about his son ringing in her ears. Would things change now that they were out of college? Or would they remain the same, Justin always checking things off his list of things to accomplish without really looking at the bigger picture? She had hoped it would have been the former, but things the way were already starting, it didn’t appear like anything would change.

She tossed her bra on top of her shirt and then quickly stripped out of her pants. The last piece of clothing to go was her thong before she slid into bed beside Justin, the book still in his lap.

“You seem miffed,” he said, giving her a puzzled look. “Are you really that upset about me not going downstairs? I truly didn’t think it was that important.”

She scooted up beside him, giving his book a pointed look until he closed it and placed it on his nightstand. Only then did she snuggle up against him, her arm draped over his waist as she laid her head on his chest. “I think it was important to your father, even though he tried not to show it. I think he kind of knew you wouldn’t come down. He said you’ve always been that way, pretty much a loner of sorts.”

She felt him shrug. “What can I say?” he asked with a chuckle. “I like your company more than anyone else’s.”

“I didn’t know you back then,” she reminded him, still not happy about the way he avoided joining them tonight.

He shifted under her, lifting her as he turned on his side and slid down her body, his hand going to her breast. “But I feel like I’ve known you forever. Maybe I was just preparing for when you would absorb my life.”

She moaned a little as he pinched her nipple, her left nipple. He always started with her left nipple. “I don’t want to absorb your life, Justin,” she said with a heavy breath as she felt him kiss his way over her other breast until she could feel his lips against her hardening bud. “I want to be a major part, yes, but you need other interests, as well. You need to loosen up and have some fun.”