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Unavoidable

Waking up the next morning was a terrible experience. Everything that had happened last night instantly came to mind.

It was 10:12am.

Noah was hopefully at work by now, if he didn't get to take off again that was.

I was thankful that I had my own bathroom in my room at this house like I did at my moms. I didn't have to go out and possibly run into him.

Before I went looking for food I needed to shower and wake myself up. I was also extremely sweaty and... wet due to the content of my dreams. They were so vivid and I had woken in the middle of the night gasping for air.

It was inevitable for me to have dreams like this after what I had seen. I was envious of the woman Noah was with. She was so damn lucky.

Before heading to the shower I opened my door the smallest amount and listened. After hearing nothing I headed into the bathroom.

The whole time I cleaned myself I prayed that Noah had gone to work. Hopefully he wouldn't be around much even though he told me that he would make time for me.

Did he feel embarrassed that I saw him and that woman in the kitchen last night? He didn't seem to be. Not whatsoever. And then the things he had said to me in my room. Would I ever know what he meant?

It was only the second day with him and things were already extremely bizarre.

I got dressed quickly after finishing and brushed my teeth. I then cautiously headed down to the scene of the crime... the kitchen.

Grimacing, I walked inside. I scanned the table and counters. No sign of Noah. I let out the breath I had been holding in and just as I started to let the relief wash over me...

"Good morning sweetheart, sleep well?" His husky voice made me jump, turning around to meet his eyes.

My mouth was suddenly too dry and I forgot how to speak. "I- uhm, I- uh-"

"I'm sorry you had to see that last night. I wasn't thinking. I was wasted and she meant nothing. She's no one Harper. In fact she begged for me to take her home with me. I was at an office party."

Talk about spilling the beans. He answered a lot of the questions I had swirling inside of my head. 'She meant nothing... she's no one...' why did he feel the need to tell me that? I was guessing it was because he was my father and I just met him. And having another 'mother figure' would complicate things further.

"Oh... I d-didn't mean to w-watch. I was... I w-was Uhm frozen..."

"There's no need to explain sweetheart. You never have to apologize to me. You did nothing wrong. I completely understand what you mean. Let me make you breakfast, yeah? I'm actually a really good cook."

He grinned at me and I felt butterflies invade my belly. "O-ok, yes that sounds good..."

I sat and watched the whole time he made eggs, pancakes, bacon, toast and sausages. He was really going all out. As he cooked he talked about the party he had been to last night and how irritated he had been with the woman that 'seduced' him into bringing her home.

He told me that he has been extremely lonely. And then he even went so far as to tell me that he hadn't been with a woman since he came back from London a little over a month ago.

I knew I had been blushing again. I couldn't stop picturing him bending that woman over the counter and fücking the living daylights out of her.

Was this normal father-daughter conversation to him? Did he not know what should and shouldn't be off limits? I mean it was understandable. He hadn't been in my life for ten years.

When we were finally sitting across from each other at the table eating, he changed the subject.

"So, princess, I know you must have a lot of questions for me..." His tone became serious and my nerves were freaking out. "I'll answer anything. Please, what's on your mind?"

I took a huge swig of my orange juice and focused my eyes on my plate. "Why did you leave?" My voice was slightly above a whisper and shook. I wanted the truth from him. I wanted his side of the story.

"I was waiting for that one sweetheart. And in time I will reveal more of the truth to you. But to be extremely blunt with you, your mother kicked me out of the house. We never married. To be honest our relationship was never a real relationship. I don't want to hurt you but I don't want to be anything but honest with you. I don't know what your mother has told you, most likely lies but... she actually cheated on my best friend with me. She was actually married to him."

My jaw went slack and I couldn't help but gasp.

"I'm sorry Harper, I'm so sorry. He ended up finding out about the affair and he left her when she became pregnant. She didn't tell me about you until about... a year ago princess. I never knew I had a daughter. I never knew you were mine. I'm sorry it took me a year to come to you but I had to take care of things to get me over to the US."

I couldn't stop the tears that began to slide down my cheeks. They were hot and thick.

So many lies. So much deceit. My life had been nothing but a lie. I never truly knew my mother. She was never the person I thought she had been.

Noah immediately got up from his side of the table and walked over to me. He knelt down and took my face in his hands, wiping my tears with his thumbs.

My body became hot at his closeness and my breathing shallow. As his thumbs trailed down my cheeks he slowly traced my bottom lip.

Oh God.. no don't do that... this was so wrong! But it felt so right!

"Baby girl... please don't cry. It kills me to see you like this. I'm sorry I missed out on your life. I'm sorry you were lied to. If I could change how things turned out I would in a heartbeat. I wouldn't have missed a moment of your life..."

Without a second thought I slid out of my seat and wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my face into his chest. He smelled so freaking good, he felt just as good.

He wrapped his arms around me squeezing me tightly. I never wanted him to let go. "I will love you unconditionally for the rest of your life and beyond that. I will never stop loving you Harper. And now that I have you, I'm never letting you go. Never Harper, do you understand me?"

I nodded into him.

"I need to hear you sweetheart."

"Y-yes." I breathed him in deeply, sighing against him. I felt so safe in his arms.

I had never felt as safe as I did in this moment. No one had ever made me feel this way. And the worst part about it- I couldn't kiss him.

His lips connected with my forehead and lingered. So soft, so warm...

My gut twisted in knots and I could feel my panties dampen. NO, NOT AGAIN. This was supposed to be a sweet, loving, gentle moment.

And then he inhaled deeply pulling back to look down at me. "No more crying beautiful girl."

"O-ok." The tears had already stopped and I was extremely grateful for that. I hated crying in front of people and especially him.

"We have all day princess. Let's do some exploring and talking. I want to know everything there is to know about you."

Explore me.

Whoops.

He brought me to my feet and sat me back in my chair before walking back and taking his. Smiling at me from across the table he picked up his fork. "Sound good to you?"

I smiled back at him. "Yeah, it really does."

-

I spent the whole day with Noah.

We both tried on clothes and laughed at each other when we put on ridiculous things. I really liked Noah's goofy side. He was so good at making me laugh.

He was also really good at turning me on... he always snuck in touches when he could. My shoulder, my waist, a compliment with his lips against my ear.

I knew he could feel me shudder against him. How could he not know what he was doing to me?

Come lunch time he took me to a little Italian bistro owned by the sweetest couple. Noah had known them for 15 years.

I was surprised how much he opened up to me. About his past, high school days, times with my mother. I learned about his best friend Brandon who was married to my mother. After he left her he came back and stayed until I was 10. I guess he just couldn't keep up with the facade of raising another man's daughter as his own.

Funny part about all of it, I couldn't remember a single moment where Brandon had treated me with anything but kindness. I was extremely grateful for that. My mother was a terrible person for what she did to him. For all the lies she told.

I always felt like she was holding something against me. Probably the fact that I reminded her of Noah and ruined her marriage. Even if it wasn't really my fault I knew I was part of the problem.

Noah hadn't heard from Brandon in ten years either. A great friendship was ruined and he felt like the scum of the earth for it. He really allowed his emotions to show with me.

Noah Carter was known for being a cold, serious businessman. All he cared about was work and money, is what they said. But obviously it was all untrue.

He wasn't like that to me anyway. I remember how he had told me that he was only nice to me. It made me smile just thinking about it. He made me feel special.

Just because I was becoming more comfortable around him, it didn't mean that I wasn't nervous anymore. Nothing could eliminate the feelings I couldn't control. He was the whole package.

Physically, mentally, I could guarantee that there would be no one who could hold a candle to him. For me anyways. How would I ever be able to find someone at all close to him in any way whatsoever?

By the time we got home it was already dark outside. I let out a yawn as we walked inside. "I wore you out didn't I?" He wiggles his eyebrows and I let out a laugh.

Oh you wear me out in more ways than one Noah. Damn there was always so much innuendo behind his words. He so did it on purpose.

He walked forward and took me in his arms. I closed my eyes as his scent engulfed me. "You're the best thing to ever happen to me Harper."

My heart skipped a beat and I hugged him tighter.

"I love you baby girl."

"I-I love you too..." My voice was meek like usual in his presence but I knew he heard me when he seemed to sigh with relief.

"Thank you for accepting me into your life."

"Thank you for d-doing the same."

He was amazing and today we had also talked about homeschooling. I wouldn't have to go back to terrible high school. Living with him was seriously the best thing that has ever happened to me, all things considered.

I yawned again and he chuckled. "I think it's time for you to get to bed princess."

He pulled back and I looked up at him. He was smiling softly at me. I watched him lean forward and then his lips connected with my forehead once again.

God how his touch heated my body. I clenched my legs together as hard as I could.

Before I knew it I was standing on my tippy toes and pressing my lips against his. As soon as I licked his bottom lip, his opened and I gasped.

WHAT THE HELL WAS I DOING!?

I jerked away from him.

He held out his hands to me. "Harper.." He looked like he was approaching a wild animal. I wanted to cry out in embarrassment.

"Baby girl, it's ok... relax."

Before he could come any closer I turned, jumping up onto the stairs and running up them.

"Harper! Wait, sweetheart please!" I heard him begin to follow me.

OH NO! OH NO! SHÏT! What have I done!?

I just fücked everything up!

I just threw everything I had gotten away.

"Baby girl, don't run from me!"

I quickly reached my room and flew inside, slamming the door shut and locking it. My back hit the wall and I slid down onto the floor, my head between my knees.

I was so incredibly stupid! A sob ripped from my chest and I covered my mouth. I didn't want him to hear me.

Straining to listen, I worked to calm my breathing. There was no noise coming from the other side of my door. He had stopped following me.

Noah's POV

I had noticed the effect I had on her. How could I not, she was extremely easy to read and I loved it.

She was the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on and I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anything in my life. My dreams had been invaded by her and my every waking moment.

I knew it was wrong. I knew I was a terrible man for feeling this way about my daughter but I had no control over my feelings. Not these ones. I usually had amazing control but with Harper it was different.

I was surprised I hadn't kissed her before she kissed me. When she licked my lips I almost came. Before I could devour her mouth she instantly pulled away from me, obviously shocked at her own actions. I knew she was beating herself up over what she had done but what she didn't know was that I wanted it. Fück did I want it.

My little lamb had made the first move, surprising me like never before and was now hiding in her room. As I stood outside the door I could hear her heavy breathing and her little cries. I wanted nothing more than to wrap my arms around her, comfort and calm her down and then bury myself deep inside of her, pleasuring her until the sun came up.

But my conscious told me to let her calm down on her own. I would only make things worse with her this worked up. We needed to start over in the morning.

Unfortunately no matter how wrong this situation was I wasn't going to stop anything. I wasn't going to hold back if I was what she wanted. I would take care of her in every way that I possibly could.

I wanted to give her all of me, I wanted ALL of her.