SIX MONTHS LATER
I’ve discovered that you don’t need to be a celebrity to live in Beverly Hills, California. That day when my dad pulled up to his gated property, I was positive that I was dreaming, because his home was too good to be true. Noah lived in what I considered a mansion, probably worth millions; he never did tell me how much he bought the place for, but he did
say that he renovated a lot.
The architecture of the home had a stunning 270 degree city and ocean view and the inside was laid out with an open floor plan kitchen with top of the line appliances, a generous family room, formal dining and living room with walls of glass that opened out to a large terrace with jetliner views. It was a seven bedroom house (that was more like a mansion) with a fabulous master suite, fireplace and walk-in closet. The guest wing offered two sun filled bedrooms with their own bath. In the basement there was a glass walled, temperature controlled gym and a beautifully landscaped yard with a pool and hot tub. There was also a detached guest house on the property. I was particularly impressed with the outdoor fireplace, pool and cabana. The city view at night was just incredible.
The interior of the home was contemporarily designed with a lot of modern styled furnishings, but my room was just awesome. It was definitely bigger than my old room, with big bay windows and I had upgraded from a single to a queen sized mattress. It seriously felt so good to sleep in at night.
Vanessa hadn’t been home when I first arrived there, but I met her later on in the evening. She seemed a little too
enthusiastic to meet me and it was a bit awkward because it felt like she was trying so hard to be nice but… whatever. I didn’t make a big deal out of it. I rarely saw her most days because she was either too busy shopping, or buried in “work” at her office. Vanessa ran her own swim wear company, with my dad’s money of course. I honestly felt like Noah could’ve done better. He was definitely more attractive than her. Maybe it was all that plastic surgery she had done to her face and body that took away from her natural beauty…if she had any to begin with?
I got along just fine with my step mom…the first three weeks that is. After that my “friendship” with her turned sour. I can’t understand it, but every time my dad and I grew closer, she always tried to sabotage our bond in some sort of way. Maybe jealousy? Though I couldn’t imagine why—I mean, she was married to him for God’s sake. She had already won.
My transition to my new private school was better than I had expected. I met a lot of people and made new friends right away. Yet, I wasn’t sure if the popular girls decided to befriend me because they were genuinely interested in me,
or because Noah was my dad. The first day of school didn’t seem to go that
well, but when he picked me up…most of the girls that had avoided me decided to become best friends with me the next day. Well, whatever the reason, it was better than being a loner.
I still kept in touch with Alison and Jade, and was looking forward to them visiting me in the summer, but I didn’t think they would like my new click of friends. We used to make fun of the snobby rich kids at my school, and at present… not only was I associated with those kinds of people, but I was BFF’s with a majority of them. To sum up, my life had changed drastically, but I was much happier than when I was living in NYC.
What had my relationship with my dad been like? Moving in with him had only intensified my feelings for him. The only person that was distracting me from those feelings was Ryan Taylor; captain of the football team at my high school and also potential boyfriend. Ever since I went to watch one of his games, he couldn’t take his eyes off me (even though he had a girlfriend at the time). My friend Jessica told me that he dumped his girlfriend the next day because there were rumours circulating that he wanted to pursue me. She encouraged me to date him because she had a personal vendetta against the girl who was dating him, but I told her that I wasn’t one to rush into things. Don’t get me wrong, the guy was definitely hot, but he could never measure up to the perfection of my father. Noah was just so devastatingly handsome that it literally broke my heart, and I confess this with a heavy, swooning sigh.
My dad and I had developed a much stronger emotional bond. I’d say it had even grown stronger than my attachment to my mother in such a short time. He showed up many times while I was at school and took me out to lunch, surprising me with spontaneous gifts and spoiling me at every opportunity. It made me feel so special and loved, but mostly so proud to be his daughter.
In some ways, I kind of felt like the only reason why my girlfriends ever came over was so that they could flirt with my dad, but he usually always barricaded himself away in his office or the gym whenever they were there.
California was beginning to feel like my home, like I really belonged there and I was so happy that I got away from my old life and away from Rob.oOo
“Are you ready to hit the beach?”
come on take a study break.”
I placed my notebook down and looked up at Noah. He was flashing his signature seductive smile and it was melting me.
“Don’t you have dinner plans with Vanessa?”
“Plans have changed,” he sighed and leaned his weight against the doorframe of my bedroom. “The weather is beautiful, come on…I’ll even let you drive the Mercedes
He didn’t need to bribe me with fancy cars to get me to go with him. Hell, I was happy even grocery shopping with him! “Okay, I’ll get changed real quick.”
“You’re the best. I was seriously beginning to get cabin fever. I’ll meet you out in the garage,” he kissed the top of my head and walked out of my room.
I loved going on cruising adventures with my dad. It always felt so spontaneous and fun because every time he took me out for a drive, we always wound up going someplace new, either for a bite to eat, or for a simple smoothie. It was always fun because I was with him.
I had recently picked up a habit of trying to match my wardrobe to the same color scheme of whatever he was wearing, so with that in mind I quickly changed into a pair of white booty shorts and a white crop top that showed just enough cleavage. The California sun had done wonders to my pale complexion, I seriously loved being tan and I definitely looked more sun kissed than usual as I evaluated my figure in my closet mirror.
My hair had grown longer since I moved in with Noah, and I loosened my high pony tail, brushing out my wavy brown hair so that it fell around my shoulders and breasts.
Fishing through my handbag for my cosmetic essentials, I quickly brushed some gloss on my lips and left my room. My dad always said that I didn’t need any makeup to look beautiful, so I usually kept my day time makeup down to a bare minimum; gloss, mascara and very thin black eye liner right along my lower eye lids.
I stepped out the back door and approached the silver Mercedes convertible. He looked so perfect, and an elephant stampede was suddenly occurring in my tummy. The engine roared to life as I got in beside him and strapped on my seatbelt.
“I’ll let you drive on our way back,” he smiled crookedly. “I want to test out this sound system I just installed yesterday, so I’m a little excited.”
“Boys and their toys…” I laughed.
“Sit tight beautiful,” he turned on the stereo and pulled out of the driveway.
The sound of the bass vibrated through my entire body, as if it were pumping the beating organ in my chest instead of my heart doing the actual work itself.
“Oh my god…you listen to Dash Berlin!?” I couldn’t hide my smile.
Noah shouted over the music; “You forget that I’m not that old, Aria!”oOo
I screamed and threw my hands in the air as we hit the freeway. The wind blew in my hair, whipping it all around my face. The lyrics were just so beautiful and the song was just sending shivers all down my body.
God it felt so euphoric to feel so free. Was this what being in love felt like? Or was I just high off the music? I couldn’t tell anymore, all I knew was that in those short minutes, nothing and no one mattered. It was just me, Noah, the road and the sunset in the horizon.
I couldn’t contain my happiness, so I leaned over towards him and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing his cheek and whispering in his ear, “I love you.
His cheeks tugged upwards into a smile as he turned his face and smiled at me, mouthing the words I love you too.
I was pleasantly surprised by his music selection. Noah listened to pretty much everything I loved, which was way cool.
We drove for the longest while, cruising right along the coast headed towards Laguna Beach, which was an hour away from Beverly Hills, but I enjoyed every minute with him. It was almost seven thirty when we pulled into a parking spot and killed the engine.
“Are you hungry princess?”
“No, I ate earlier.”
“Do you want to get some ice cream then? I have the biggest craving that’s been nagging away at me all day,” he reached over to me and pulled me in closer to him, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.
“Now that you mention it…a strawberry cone does
sound pretty tempting.”oOo
The beach strip wasn’t too crowded because it was only Thursday, but there were enough people scattered around the sand, either basking in the last few rays of sunlight, or swimming in the ocean. Noah and I had stopped by this really nice snack bar close to the beach and ate our ice cream while walking side by side on the shore
“Sunsets are so beautiful down here,” I glanced over at his flawless side profile, shying away just in time before he met my eyes.
“Yeah, I love living out here.”
I was so lost in my own thoughts that I didn’t even notice the football that was heading straight towards my face.
“Aria, look out!” He immediately stepped in front of me and intercepted the pass.
“Sorry about that!”
A couple of college boys shouted out from a distance.
My dad threw the football back, and I just stood there feeling a little embarrassed.
“Idiots—can’t even toss a football around properly…” he muttered bitterly and brushed the hair out of my face. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just didn’t see it coming.” Those blue eyes were making my heart pound uncontrollably.
“I have fast reflexes.”
“I noticed,” I laughed nervously.
He took my hand and held it in his, and I felt the urge to scream inside myself because his touch felt so good that I wanted to cry from guilt. I was in the most tragic situation ever. What had I done wrong in life to meet such an ill fate? To be in love with…
“I’m going to take you out on my boat this summer,” he turned his head and looked at me, a warm smile spreading on his lips. “Would you like that?”
With a nod, I returned his smile.
“Have you decided what you’d like to do for your birthday?”
“That’s like, three months away Noah.”
“Yeah so? I’d like to plan the big event
ahead of time,” he raised my hand to his lips and kissed it, making me blush in result. God, how I hated the visible effect he had on me.
“I don’t know. I’d like to have something small.” I always
did something small for all my birthdays in the past. Rob wasn’t a fan of spending money on cakes or presents on me, so my mom usually baked me a chocolate cake and would personalize her gifts for me. Jade and Alison usually went out of their way to make my birthdays feel special, but…I wasn’t in New York anymore, I was in Beverly Hills California.
“I guess I’ll just have to plan your party myself, and just so you know, I suck at organizing special events. So I’ll have to hire a party planner. Would you like a band?”
“Yeah, you know…a live band. Name your band, any band and I’ll make sure to have them booked for your party.”
“Oh my god Noah, you don’t need to do that.”
The image of me sitting down on the couch, watching all the ‘My Sweet 16’
television episodes appeared before my mind while I remembered gagging and scoffing at all the spoiled little rich teens on the TV screen who lived in a world so opposite from my reality. It’s funny how I still watched the show even though I hated it, and hated the fact that they lived under a sky where money just poured down over their heads, meanwhile nothing but cold wet rain poured down over my
head, not cold, hard cash.
“I’ll figure something out, there’s no way I’m going to let you do something small
A part of me felt so happy that he cared so much. In truth, I would’ve been content just spending my birthday with him, but of course he didn’t know that. I leaned into him and wrapped my arm around his as we walked alongside the sea shore. Deciding to take the focus away from myself, I brought up the subject of his ever doting wife.
“How are you and Vanessa doing? I hardly see her around the house.”
It took him a while to answer. “We’re doing well, Aria. She’s just busy launching her company.” Ah
the eternal poker face, he couldn’t fool me.
“I know you think I’m young and all, but I am
here for you if you ever need to talk…about anything,” my face was flush and hot for some stupid reason, probably because of the way he was looking at me.
“You’re sweet. Thanks baby girl,” Noah kissed my head and hung his arm over my shoulder again. I was courageous enough to reach over and wrap my arm around his waist. Thankfully, he didn’t recoil or anything. It all just seemed so…natural, even the movement of our bodies walking side by, felt so fluid.
“I want a piggy back ride!” I hopped on his back before he could even respond, and my laughter suddenly filled the air as he sprinted down the beach and I held on for dear life.
“Oh my god let me off! Let me off, Noah!” I was laughing so hard that my stomach was starting to hurt.
“Hey you’re the one who wanted a ride. I might as well make it worth your while,” he said as he stopped and eventually let me down.
“That was fun.”
“My body is not
an amusement park Aria,” he said with a smirk that made my stomach tighten into so many knots that were impossible to untangle. Oh but it is Noah…the things I would do to it if only you’d let me…
I said to myself as we walked up a ramp that led to the docks.
“I never assumed it was.”
He was about to say something but stopped, and when I turned my head in his direction, I realized why he was frowning, because there was a group of guys drooling all over me.
“I really shouldn’t have let you come out of the house dressed like this.”
I rolled my eyes and held his hand. There was nothing wrong with my clothing attire. I mean yeah, I was wearing a super cropped T shirt and short shorts but it was suitable for this kind of climate!
One of the guys whistled at me as we walked by and it was enough to make Noah snap.
“Noah wait—” but it was too late.
“Do you always look at every girl as some piece of ass?” He was in the guy’s face now and I was instantly at his side, trying to convince him to walk away.
“Nah, just the ones that look fine as hell, like this sweet ass right here, sup lil’ mama?”
His comment was enough to make my dad flip the switch and go psycho, because the next thing that was going to happen, wasn’t going to be pretty.
“Aria, get back to the car.” He handed me the keys, never removing his murderous eyes from the punk that was goading him on.
“Noah let’s just go, it’s not even worth it.” Indeed not, because that idiot had an entourage of morons next to him and my dad would’ve been unjustly outnumbered if a fight did break out.
“Noah…” Refusing to leave, I kept tugging his arm towards the other direction while the other guys kept antagonizing him. Relief rushed through my veins when he finally turned around away from the gang of losers.
“Come on, just keep walking.” His warm tone had completely changed, it sounded glacial and borderline scary. I’m sure he was trying his best to keep from losing his temper.oOo
We eventually got further enough away from those assholes until we stopped and leaned against a metal railing; some white paint had chipped off of it.
“I’m sorry I get so temperamental—”
“It’s okay,” I muttered quietly, resting my elbows against the cold steel.
“I just can’t stand the idea of anyone drooling over you as if you’re some sex doll.”
His confession made me blush, not because I didn’t know that I was a walking sex symbol, but because he
“You can’t control how other people are going to think.”
He gave me a peculiar look and then half smiled, “No, but I can control how you dress. Perhaps a more modest selection of casual wear next time?”
I dropped my jaw in shock. “You’re kidding me right? Look around you, Noah. I’m not dressed in some skimpy bikini!”
His eyes darted to my bare stomach, which I had recently worked very hard to flatten with much success. Rolling my eyes and folding my arms defensively, I stood my ground. “A crop top and shorts is the more reasonable
choice when the temperature is this hot.”
And then, without any kind of warning, he stepped forward and pressed his palm flush against my tummy. My skin heated and my breath quickened. I stared up into his oceanic eyes as a sweltering seduction radiated from within them…consuming me.
“Maybe next time, you should just cover up this
flawless area of skin.”
Oh god it was so hot how he said it, and so wrong of me to even think
he was trying to sound sexy on purpose. Still, he kept his hand on my stomach and then reached back for my waist, pulling me into a warm embrace.
“I love you, Aria.”
His voice was like music to my ears.
“I love you too, Noah.”
“You’re never going to call me dad huh?” he pulled back and looked at me.
I smirked at him and shrugged as he snickered under his breath and shook his head. Noah took my hand in his and walked me back to the car.oOo
“Finally you’re home!” Vanessa flung herself at my dad as soon as he walked in through the door and it made me want to gag. Her overt affection always annoyed me.
“Missed you too honey,” Noah said, hugging her back and kissing her swollen Botox lips. Ugh, grossed me out.
“I’m going to bed, I feel really tired. Thanks for taking me out for a drive,” he was good on his promise and allowed me to drive the car on our way back home.
“Oh, okay sweetheart.”
I think he wanted to hug me and give me a kiss, but I was too upset and just walked away from them, completely ignoring his plastic Barbie doll wife.
“Is everything alright with her?”
“Yeah, she’s just tired and stressed out over exams. A good night’s sleep will do her some good.”
It took every ounce of effort not to slam my door shut as they talked about me.
Allure Feat. Julie Thompson- Somewhere Inside Me (Dedicated to Noah & Aria)
Dash Berlin ft. Chris Madin- Fool For Life (Dedicated to Noah & Aria)
Giuseppe Ottaviani feat. Amba Shepherd - Lost For Words (Dedicated to Noah & Aria)
The Tea Party- Heaven Coming Down
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