Not surprised, I smiled to myself, drying my hair before stepping out of the bathroom. Gay sex He replied, “Do I own it? To avoid any awkwardness, I told Boland, “I’ll sleep in a bit, son. His touch was warm and comforting, and it only made me cry harder. That’s what dads are for, right?” Little did he know, his words had just made this dad’s heart melt. Once I’d calmed down a bit, he asked, his voice laced with affection, “You okay, Dad? As I scrubbed the last remnants of dinner from the counter, I sensed a presence behind me.I didn’t need to turn around to know it was Boland – the way my heart skipped a beat gave me away. I was being held like a baby, with one hand wrapped around my lower back and the other cradling my head, leaving me feeling vulnerable and utterly helpless. It was a pretty messy look, but I didn’t really care – I was too busy wondering what Boland would think when he saw me like this! As I descended the stairs, the scent of sizzling food wafted from the kitchen, where Boland was busy cooking up a storm.
