“I just got out of the shower,” I remarked as Steve stepped into my tiny apartment. Water droplets cascaded off of my wet hair and down my bare sh...ulders. “Can you give me a few minutes?” I asked. I could tell he was a bit embarrassed. “Sure,” he responded, taking a seat on my couch. I quickly darted into my bedroom and tossed the towel on to my unmade bed. I grabbed a hair brush and ran it through my hair to comb out the tangles. I was nervous and excited, all at the same time. My tangled. “I’ve got this, honey. Go back to bed.” With a worried look, Noah nodded and left.It was a few moments before Nichole blinked and seemed to realize where she was. She abruptly threw her arms around me, trembling. “I got you, hon.” I said reassuringly. “Nightmares?” I asked. Nichole nodded her head on my shoulder. After a minute she released me but still had her hands on my arms. “You okay now?” I asked. She gave a tentative nod but when I stood to leave she pulled at me and said in the voice of. However, I hadn't seen his step daughter in over a month. Her grandmother had taken her on a month long trip to Mexico, then I had been on vacation. I sprayed a mouthful of water all over the floor and dropped the glass I was holding causing it to shatter when I first laid eyes on Samantha.Six weeks ago, Samantha had been a normal looking teen age girl. Sure, she was getting curves, and I had noticed. Now she was sporting a massive rack stretching out a tight t-shirt. I couldn't take my eyes. ‘ I was interrupted this time by my Mums squeal.‘Oh my, what happened?’ Said my visibly shocked Dad. ‘You poor girl.’ Mum was now sitting next to Ella cuddling her, both was crying, Dad then went over and sat the other side of Ella and cuddled her. I’d never seen my Dad cry, he’d been in the RAF since he left uni, he had the typical stiff upper lip of an English officer but here he was with my mother and my limbless girlfriend sobbing. I started to cry aswell so I went and sat next to my Mum.