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“It’s one of the old Friday the 13thmovies.” She chuckles.
“You’re here by yourself on a Friday night watching Friday the 13th?” I raise my brows.
“I see your point.” She giggles.
“Let me get popcorn, and I’ll watch it with you.”
“Yay.”
I make the popcorn, and I had every intention of watching the film but ten minutes into attempting to do so, and she reached over and put her hand on my thigh.
That was all it took for me to lose control and get her on her hands and knees so I could fuck her on the sofa.
That’s what we did for the whole film. By then, Georgiou came home, and we took our Friday night to the bedroom, where we both ended the night buried deep inside her.
Saturday came, and I enjoyed having dinner with my father.
It was clear at the outset that we were planning to stay a max of one to two hours so we could eat and head home. However, we spoke for three hours and then found ourselves at the bowling alley for another three hours.
There’s no way I ever expected to find myself hanging out with my father that way, and the best part was it was just the two of us. There was no one else to cushion us, so we wouldn’t argue or even out the balance so the tension wouldn’t be as heavy.
We even made plans to return next week for the same thing, and he invited me for dinner at the family home I haven’t been to in five years on the following Sunday.
It felt like being in another dimension where things were going great with us.
My good mood from the evening rippled into the next day when Georgiou decided the three of us should spend the day on the lake in his sailboat.
That’s exactly what we did, and we both had a blast with Evie.
When night falls, we get off the boat, and I can tell from the way Georgiou has his hands all over Evie that he’s going to want her to himself all night.
We get in the car, and I offer to drive to allow them to make out in the back seat since they were already doing that for the last hour.
As I am pulling out of the car park at the docks, I notice a man with a hooded sweatshirt enveloped in the shadows of the alleyway.
I was about to look away, but I notice he’s actually watching us, and he doesn’t stop either. Peter is the first person to cross my mind, a good look at this guy, and I see it’s not him. He has an extra two feet on Peter and more muscle.
But… that doesn’t mean he doesn’t work for him.
I’m not sure if he notices I clocked on to him, but I’m damn sure he’s definitely watching us. I admit to being extra paranoid given the situation, but I don’t think I’m wrong, so I keep my eye on him until I’m out of there.
Georgiou and I have been really careful where we take Evie and when we show affection outside, we make sure it’s not the two of us because that by itself will draw attention. I, for one, would be looking without shame if I saw two men spooning on a woman and feeling her up.
Aside from that, we knew we needed to be careful because we don’t know who could see us together, and she isn’t supposed to be with us.
When I take the road to head home, a car turns the corner as I drive past and tails us.
My nerves pique when it continues to follow us all the way down the road. It turns when I do three times. It’s them. I’m sure as fuck, it has to be the same guy who was watching us.
In order to lose them, I slow down and indicate to the left, and when they slow, too, I do a sharp right and go down the other road, speeding onto the road that leads to the most traffic.
Georgiou noticed what I did and straightens up to look at me in the rearview mirror.
Thankfully, Evie didn’t and is still lost in him. I shake my head at him, a sign that we’ll talk later because I don’t want to panic Evie.
Georgiou looks through the back window, but we’re long gone from whoever that asshole was who was following us.
When we get home, we both act normal. Georgiou takes Evie upstairs, and I know I have to wait until she’s asleep before we talk.
