"Yeah... I'm sorry honey. Your door was open and I heard you moaning when I came in. I came to see if you were all right and that's when I saw you. Yo...u looked so much like your mother laying there that... " he couldn't finish.Karen patted the bed and moved over so her father could sit down. "Sit down. Daddy. Look, its ok. I should have closed the bedroom door," she said, as she ran her hand down his leg."Karen, I'm so sorry," he said, dropping his head. "It's just that lately, I've been feeling. She didn't look angry but rather determined. As I began to speak, I was cut off by her lips pressing against mine. I was in shock I couldn't pull away. I was drawn in by the warmth of her skin and the smell of vanilla in her hair, before being pulled back into reality. I pushed her away and spoke, "What's going on? I thought you hated me and wanted to make my life hell. Earlier today you had a guy push me and throw my shit, but now you want to make out in an empty classroom?" She stared at me. ." It was me, Tim, I wasn't thinking..."We both just stood there, blushing profusely, neither knowing what to say. Emily surprised me though because after a few moments, she blurted out, "I actually enjoyed it." So did I," was the only response I could come up with. We both smiled, still blushing, but maybe a little less now. "Wa...want to try again?" I say, figuring I had nothing to lose. And to my surprise, Emily replied with a yes. So this time, we gently stepped forward and, wrapping our. ”“That would be great. Thank you,” I said.As Jack handed me my drink I reached out, touched his cheek and said, “Thank you for last night. It was incredible.” Smiling, Jack responded, “I feel the same way.” He then took my hand from his cheek and tenderly kissed the palm.Taking a sip of my drink I complimented his mixology skill and asked, “Do you intend on getting me drunk so you can have your way with me?”“I don’t think I would need to get you drunk to have my way with you,” he said with a.