Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 17

Chapter 3

So it was only natural for me to grow up loving him as much as I did. And somewhere along the way, what had been a girlish attachment on my part to my father had suddenly blossomed into a romantic love for him.

Not that I ever planned on telling him that. I was smart enough to know that most people would consider my feelings for my stepfather to be wrong.

Though I didn't think my stepfather would be one of those people, I still didn't want to chance it. Still, in some corner of my heart I had been holding out the hope that he felt the same way about me, and this was why I had never been interested in any of the boys in my classes, and why, when all the other girls were talking about blowjobs and sex and getting fingered for the first time, I had shied away and not participated in their discussions. Truth be told, I was saving myself, my virginity, for the man I wasn't sure would ever take it.

"Leah? Leah!" My father's sharp voice broke through my thoughts, snapping me back to the present. Another roll of thunder shook the windows. I turned to look at my father. My hand went down to his on my bared knee, and I smiled.

"Sorry, Daddy," I said. "Was lost in thought." "I can tell. You doing okay?"

I sighed and laid my head against his shoulder. My father leaned his head down against mine and our fingers interlocked.

Just feeling overwhelmed

his wistful

BOOM!

stomp on the roof of the apartment building and the lights flickered and went out. Suddenly, it was eerily quiet,

I guess that's that," my stepfather said, tossing his cards onto the new coffee table. "How are you feeling?

I yawned.

Daddy. It's been a long day. Maybe

do it,

touch my leg in the dark and

from the couch and pulling me up

brush our teeth."