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I cleared my throat. “Things are going great,” I answered, straightening the tie Dad was wearing.

Dad turned and looked in the mirror, impressed with my tie straightening skills. “Wow, where on earth did you learn to do that?” he asked, knowing full well I’d never held a serious relationship before.

Truth was I had come to learn to straighten ties almost immediately after Spencer and I had had an intense session of hot sex against his office wall.

I shrugged. “It’s just easier when someone else does it,” I said, turning away from my father.

“When is Spencer supposed to be back from that business trip?”

“Um, I believe he said Monday. At least that was what his schedule said. Why?”

“Good, I have to go out of town for work on Monday. I feel better knowing he is home next door to look over you when I am gone.”

I felt a blush rise to my cheeks and hoped that my father hadn’t seen it. He wouldn’t feel better if he knew that Spencer and I were involved. He certainly wouldn’t feel better if he knew the things Spencer and I had done together when he’d been gone.

“What time are you supposed to be meeting this woman?” I asked, feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket.

“I pick her up in ten minutes. I guess I should probably get going. She lives on the other side of town,” he said, looking at his watch.

I handed Dad his jacket and practically shoved him out the door and watched as he ran down the front steps of the house. “Make sure you keep the doors locked, and if you’re feeling ambitious, why don’t you pull up some of the Christmas decorations from the basement,” He called out as he climbed in the car.

“I might,” I yelled. I waved just as he pulled out of the driveway and watched until he was out of sight, then I took my phone and sent Spencer a message.

BabyGirl89: He’s gone.

Spencer didn’t respond. Instead, in a matter of minutes, he was standing in the entryway of the house, and I was pressed up against the wall in his embrace with his lips tightly pressed to mine.

I cleared my throat. “Things are going great,” I answered, straightening the tie Dad was wearing.

Dad turned and looked in the mirror, impressed with my tie straightening skills. “Wow, where on earth did you learn to do that?” he asked, knowing full well I’d never held a serious relationship before.

Truth was I had come to learn to straighten ties almost immediately after Spencer and I had had an intense session of hot sex against his office wall.

I shrugged. “It’s just easier when someone else does it,” I said, turning away from my father.

“When is Spencer supposed to be back from that business trip?”

“Um, I believe he said Monday. At least that was what his schedule said. Why?”

“Good, I have to go out of town for work on Monday. I feel better knowing he is home next door to look over you when I am gone.”

I felt a blush rise to my cheeks and hoped that my father hadn’t seen it. He wouldn’t feel better if he knew that Spencer and I were involved. He certainly wouldn’t feel better if he knew the things Spencer and I had done together when he’d been gone.

“What time are you supposed to be meeting this woman?” I asked, feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket.

“I pick her up in ten minutes. I guess I should probably get going. She lives on the other side of town,” he said, looking at his watch.

I handed Dad his jacket and practically shoved him out the door and watched as he ran down the front steps of the house. “Make sure you keep the doors locked, and if you’re feeling ambitious, why don’t you pull up some of the Christmas decorations from the basement,” He called out as he climbed in the car.

“I might,” I yelled. I waved just as he pulled out of the driveway and watched until he was out of sight, then I took my phone and sent Spencer a message.

BabyGirl89: He’s gone.

Spencer didn’t respond. Instead, in a matter of minutes, he was standing in the entryway of the house, and I was pressed up against the wall in his embrace with his lips tightly pressed to mine.