Good girl

My dad became a father at 16 with my mom, who was his high school sweetheart. Her parents were upset about the pregnancy initially, but my dad's parents offered to take care of me once I was born.

When I was born, my mother tearfully gave me to my father and his parents, and that was the only time she ever laid eyes on me.

During my childhood, I mistakenly believed that my father was my elder sibling, as I consistently addressed him as Adrian.

At the age of 20, he enrolled in college, and I would constantly inquire my grandfather, whom I believed was my father, about when Adrian would return because I was excited to see him.

At the conclusion of every semester, he returns home with numerous gifts specifically for me.

When he finished college, I was 6 years old, and he, at 23, got his own apartment and moved out but still visited me frequently.

One day he paid me a visit, I was filled with joy, he tenderly kissed my cheeks, how much I had longed for his presence, "Alicia, I have news to share with you," he said sadly.

I anticipated his words and was surprised when he revealed, "We've hidden this from you for too long, my baby... I am not your sibling." I was left wondering what he meant. Is it possible that I am not biologically related to my parents? "I'm your dad."

It seemed surreal, never in a million years did I imagine Adrian was my father, and the individuals I believed were my parents were in fact my grandparents.

I was only 8 years old at the time, realizing that everything I believed was false, but I had to come to terms with my truth.

After two years passed, my father had exciting news - I would be moving in with him. I was thrilled because he lives in Los Angeles while we currently reside in North Carolina. He had spoken highly of L.A, so I was ecstatic to finally be living with him there.

That's how we began cohabiting, I found it uncomfortable to refer to him as dad, so I continued using his name, and he didn't seem to have a problem with it.

One day, Adrian arrived home and informed me of his intentions to propose to his longtime fiancée, and I was overjoyed for them both, hoping for the best outcome, as my love for him is immense.

My stepmom and dad have been married for 3 years, I am almost 15, already in high school, and my dad warns me not to start dating yet because I am too young.

I was not interested in dating because I didn't find any of the boys in my class attractive, even though many of them asked me out, I turned them down.

After school on a Wednesday, I arrived home to find Adrian with a guest. When I walked into the living room, I locked eyes with someone with the most stunning hazel eyes I've ever seen.

My heart jumped a little, and I turned my eyes away immediately. Adrian saw me, smiled, and exclaimed "oh!" as he gestured towards the man across from us, proudly introducing me as his daughter, Alicia. I became annoyed by this sudden declaration, but the man reciprocated with a husky voice, saying "Alicia," which I found appealing.

I managed to smile and turn towards him, introducing myself, "I'm Alicia, pleased to meet you." He returned the smile, nodding slightly, "I'm Lyon, nice to meet you too, Alicia."

I opened and shut my bedroom door with a bang, what happened? I placed my bag on my bed, he was the most handsome man I had ever encountered, he was so appealing, is this what they refer to as a crush?.

I sat on my bed, touching my face gently with my hands. I could feel myself blushing as I admired his model-like appearance, both handsome and pretty.

I know I shouldn't be attracted to Adrian's friend, but I can't help but have strong feelings for him. I chuckled, amazed by his hazel eyes and sexy lips when he called my name. His smile was captivating, and there's something about his aura that makes me feel desire, or maybe it's just me?

I lay in bed, pondering the charming man I had recently met, Lyon, whose very name exudes strength and grace, as he remains downstairs with my father.

Is it worth going to take a quick look? I nodded in disapproval, trying to banish the inappropriate thoughts. I couldn't fantasize about someone unattainable, he might be married just like Adrian, which saddened me and brought tears to my eyes.

When he goes, I might consider asking Adrian, but is it even appropriate for me to do so? What is the best way for me to approach him? Hey, is Adrian's friend married? I pictured how Adrian would react if I asked him - no, it's not a good idea.

Later that day, I went downstairs and saw Margaret, Adrian's wife, sitting on the sofa. She is currently six months pregnant, which means I will soon have a true sibling. I am excited for her to give birth.

Upon spotting me, she smiled and I reciprocated before eagerly approaching her and pressing my ears against her stomach. She chuckled, "I didn't notice you when you returned from school." I apologized, how do I tell her I was mesmerized by Adriana friend? "um I wasn't feeling too good when I got back from school and you weren't here", to which she explained she had been shopping with her mother for my brother's item. Excitedly, she mentioned looking forward to seeing him, and I replied likewise.

She inquired about the friend Adrian had over. My face flushed red, she brought Lyon to mind, she acknowledged the shift in my expression and laughed.

"no wonder you were no where to be found when I got home, I know Alicia, he is very attractive isn't he?" she said winking at me, I felt embarrassed now that she has known about my crush. I realized I should check with Margaret about his marital status. "he is, but don't spill the beans to Adrian about my feelings for his friend; it would devastate him," she chuckled. "I promise to keep your secret safe. It's surprising to see you all grown up and crushing on an older man."

Yes, I do, and it's a concern "yeah, but it's only infatuation though.....is he married?" I questioned, Margaret seems thrilled for an undisclosed reason and then shifted to a sympathetic expression when she mentioned "but he is already engaged." My hopes came crashing down. I reluctantly nodded and said "thanks for sharing." My voice betrayed my hurt and she picked up on it. "Come here, let me give you a hug. It happens to everyone, but don't let it bring you down. There will be plenty of other attractive men for you to meet." I hugged her back, trying to contain my tears, wishing he wasn't already engaged.