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Perks of small-town life.
Shame she was my friend’s daughter. Or was it, really?
We could have a go between the sheets again. It’d be our little secret.
Our eyes caught and hers narrowed like she could read my mind.
“Liam, know what else is great for Hannibal?”
I shook my head as reality came into focus. Shit, I’d been staring openly at Ava. “No, Thomas, what's that?”
“Why, the Second Chance Restaurant. You should see the folks who come from out of town to eat there.”
“Interesting. Are the owners residents?”
“Yes, Cal and Allie, right?” He nodded at Ava and she returned a quick one. “Ava grew up with Allie. Well, around her. She was two grades behind the young woman. What a life.” He sighed. “The kids are the future, I'm telling you.”
Young woman.
That’s what Ava was. Too young for me.
I shouldn't be doing this—wanting to fuck my friend's daughter.
My oldest and closest friend. I couldn't do that to him.
I lifted my gaze to her. Her brown hair had come loose from her ponytail, tumbling around her shoulders. A soft lock dropped between her cleavage and rested on her left breast.
My fingers tightened around my spoon. Compared to my forty-two years, she was young, but damn, did my body refuse to accept it.
Those tempting eyes met mine as she spooned chocolate mousse into her mouth. My cock jerked. I wanted those lips wrapped around my dick.
And there went my regret.
After dinner, Thomas shooed me out of the kitchen so he and Ava could clean up.
I spent the time perusing their photos, and was that a bee? Or a woman? I shook my head and went to the next picture.
Ava was a teen here. Face flushed as she knelt by a tub with another girl around the same age. Their arms wrapped around a big wet dog.
“Charity dog wash for the orphanage,” Thomas said behind me.
“That’s lovely.” I faced him. “You must be proud.”
“More than proud.” He sighed, massive shoulders deflating. “At only twenty-four, the things she’s done… I wish her mom could see her now. The woman she's become.”
“Dad.” Ava popped into the living room. “Do you have a casserole for me?”
“Sure thing, Peanut. I'll get it.”
I frowned. Didn't we just eat? Or did she want leftovers?
Thomas left and returned with a large pan. “Here you go.”
A big smile curved her lips. The most genuine she’d displayed all night.
She collected the offering and peeked in before sliding the lid back in place. “Thanks, Dad. The Mullens family could really use it.”
“It's alright, Peanut.” Thomas ruffled her hair.
