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“You didn’t sound like an idiot,” I protest, giggling. I’m flattered that he went out of his way to learn about something that I’m interested in because it shows that he really cares.

But then he shoots me an amused look.

“What’s so funny?” I ask.

“Nothing. It’s just that you have a little bit of cheese on the corner of your mouth,” he explains.

“I do?” I reach for a napkin.

“Don’t worry. I’ll get it,” he says as he leans forward.

Gently, Drake places his hand on the side of my face. Without even realizing it, I nestle my cheek into his palm. Then he softly brushes his thumb across my lips, causing my stomach to fill with fluttering butterflies. His gentle caress skims over my lips before one finger gently touches my tongue. I stare at him, unable to breathe as I gently suck his digit in my mouth. Oh god, this is so wrong yet totally arousing too. What do we do? He’s my uncle, and the one man I can never have.

10

Jenna

The evening dusk casts a romantic orange glow, yet I can’t help but feel a bit sad. Our perfect day together is coming to an end. I knew this would happen, but I wasn’t expecting time to fly by so quickly. I wish we didn’t have to say goodbye tonight, but it is what it is. I check the time on my cell phone; it’s getting pretty late, and I’m sure Drake wants to get back home soon anyways.

“I guess I should head back to my dorm now?” I ask.

“I’ll walk you,” he murmurs.

I smile. Luckily, I have a few more moments with him before we go our separate ways for the evening. Slowly, we stroll down the campus walkway. I can see my dorm building from here, but neither of us wants to rush, so instead, we amble. The wind blows, and I shiver slightly from the breeze.

“Are you cold?” Drake asks.

“Just a little,” I smile.

“Here.” He takes off his peacoat and drapes it around my shoulders.

“But aren’t you cold?” I ask.

He grins. “I’ll be okay. All that matters to me is that you’re warm,” he replies.

“Thank you,” I whisper gratefully.

Could Drake be any more perfect? I don’t know how I’m supposed to go back to being his niece; I wish I didn’t have to. If only we could share days as wonderful as this one together all the time. I suspected it was going to be magical, but I wasn’t expecting to experience thesefeelings. Yet after this weekend, things will go back to the way they were, and I’ll only see him at family functions. How depressing.

Side by side, we step into the lobby. I sigh again, glancing around. It’s pretty empty, even for a Saturday night. Shrugging my shoulders, we stroll over to the elevator and I press the metal, dome-shaped button protruding from the wall. The doors spread wide open, and I take a deep breath, sensing the end is near.

But Drake steps into the small cube too. Okay, he’s going to walk me to my room. That’s very nice. Too quickly, the doors open again, this time to let us out. I step out and the hallway’s oddly empty. Maybe there’s a party somewhere on campus that I don’t know about, but even if I did, I wouldn’t go. Drake’s is the only face I want to see tonight, and sadly, this is where we say goodbye.

“I had a great time with you today,” he growls as we stop in front of my door.

“I had a lot of fun, too,” I say softly.

“Take care of yourself, okay?” he smiles. “Enjoy your college years.”

I nod and swallow around the huge lump in my throat. Then I take off his peacoat and hand it to him.

“Thanks, Uncle Drake. Will do,” I mutter, looking down. Then, I stick my key into the lock, and it clicks as I turn it. “Goodnight.”

I steal one last glance at him, our eyes meeting for the millionth time today. Slowly, I turn the doorknob, but just as I push the door open, he spins me around. The older man presses his lips against mine, and electricity fills the air as he kisses me passionately. Holy shit, I was not expecting to end this night with an intense lip lock!

My frame becomes weak, and I fall into his muscular arms. He catches me and pulls me in closer, and I completely give in to his embrace. After years of longing to be held in his arms, the moment is finally here! Then, he gently places his hand on the back of my neck as our smooch intensifies, and I moan deliriously into his mouth. This is everything I’ve dreamed of, and more.

We step into the room as the door slams shut behind us. Then, Drake softly seizes my derriere with both of his hands, and squeezes. I swoon.