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I walk Zak to the door, slipping him my Dad’s Jeep keys.
“Take it, it’s the next road about a mile down the hill we came up, on the left,” I instruct him.
“If they’re even there,” I add, sounding hopeless.
Zak lifts his hand, wanting to cup my face and kiss me I can tell. But Dad’s watching.
“Alright,” he murmurs. “Just stay put and I’ll be back soon,” he promises.
The door, the storm.
It all opens so quickly before it closes that it almost feels like Zak’s never been here at all.
I miss him instantly, my Dad presses my hand into his once I come back to him.
“You like Zak, huh?” My Dad offers, wheezing a little as he collapses, exhausted once he hears the Jeep pulling away.
“He’s the only one who can help us now,” I murmur, looking away and wishing I’d gone with him.
Needing him now more than ever.
Dad chuckles to himself. “I’ll be alright honey, if I can just get word to my own doctor, that chiropractor… he always fixes me up, doesn’t he?” he adds.
And there it is.
The thought playing in my mind that if we can both get Dad out of the lake house, get him some help, I can have Zak all to myself.
I almost feel ashamed.
Almost.
Dad and I chat for a time and eventually, after a little more refusing Tylenol, he manages to drift off to sleep.
The rain beats down as the fire cracks and the wind howls, but I don’t feel like we’re in for the type of storm we’ve been anywhere near worried about.
Another type of worry plays at the back of my mind.
It’s not even an hour later once I hear the jeep back in the drive, plus the sound of another car.
I spring up, feeling nervous all of a sudden, conscious of myself for no real reason.
I know it’s Zak, but who else is really with him?
A part of me feels annoyed before I even get to the door.
I pull it open before he even knocks and at once I can see the reason for my misgivings. Like my feelers could sense something I wouldn’t like.
Zak smiles at me but noting my look of hostility, he’s quick to explain the situation.
“This is Dr. Foskin,” Zak announces and I hear my Dad groan, in agony.
She doesn’t look like a Doctor, more like Malibu Barbie, but who am I to say what a doctor should look like.
She makes her way over to my Dad and I shift my attention to Zak, giving him a WTF look.
He looks pained, shaking his head as he shrugs before he strides over to me.
I’m shocked at myself, I actually tug his arm and start hissing at him, like he’s a naughty child.
“What’s she doing here?” I nearly spit in his ear.
My narrowed eyes scan his face before I shoot a look over at the couch.
Her face is turned away from me, but I can make out her body under what looks like a damned cocktail dress.
Who the hell dresses like that in a storm?
Her big chest, even bigger hair, and long manicured nails all scream fake to me. But by the look on my Dad’s face, this is the kind of woman that men want.
Thin, busty, and makeup applied with a trowel.
“What’s wrong, Misty?” Zak asks, pulling my face to meet his with his thumb and forefinger. “I got the Doctor, didn’t I?”
“I suppose you had her give you a physical before you came back down?” I hear myself whisper, feeling my lower lip starting to tremble.
Zak grabs my arm and yanks me into the kitchen, just out of sight of the good doctor and my Dad, who seems to be hitting it off wonderfully as she coos at him while he really hams up his moaning.
I gasp at the speed and force which Zak’s grabbed me, but it’s nothing compared to my hurt, nor his own reply.
He kisses me so hard, with such intensity I feel like an idiot for doubting him. His hand presses flush against my center, making my legs almost go out from under me as his fingers start to press hard against my now saturated pussy.
The man’s like a god. He can draw moisture from a desert with a single touch, with just a look even.
“This is what I want,” he says firmly, gripping me again. “This is going to be mine. Understand Misty? I want you. Nobody or nothing else. You will be mine,” he says with such passion I moan aloud, prompting a call from my Dad if I’m alright.
“We’re fine, Mark,” Zak almost growls back at him, his eyes burning, fixed on mine. I know he won’t let me go until I remind him and myself who I really belong to.
My breath shivers, and I lean against the wall to stop from sliding down to the floor.
