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"I could ask Mom to let me come live with you after they get married, you know," Ava said while sitting sideways on the oversized couch I had in front of my TV. The young teen girl woke up late, had a bowl of cereal for breakfast, then came to the living room to make me company while she checked her homework for the weekend on her tablet
.I sat at the comfy recliner chair to the right side of the large TV room, perpendicular to where she sat, and I watched a Formula 1 race. My week had been busy with a mix of work at the company, extra workout sessions at the gym, and many other things I had to do to clear my schedule and have time free for my niece. So, since she got there, I enjoyed as much of my free time as I could. Not even her sudden proposal was able to get me out of the calm, lazy zone I gladly found myself in.
"Your mom says she is only getting married again after you turn eighteen. That is what? Four years from now? By that time, you'll be going to college," I just made conversation. Even though I knew that was highly improbable to happen, I wouldn't oppose the idea at all, as I very much enjoyed spending time with her. I never had kids, never wanted any. Damn, I wasn't even married. Having Ava there was almost like having a daughter, but better. She was bright, sweet, obedient, and very, very mature—a kid who was forced to grow up too fast.
"Three years and ten months, but that's true. I hope I can move out way before that, though. I can't stand my mom or her boyfriend anymore."
It seemed like we were having the same old conversation, me telling her mother did the best she could after my brother had bailed on them, showing up once a year, sometimes, to let us know he was alive and then disappear from our lives again. That altogether was a lie, as I knew her mother was a mess, too. Ava was staying with me for two weeks as her mom had decided to travel to Florida. She wanted to have some fun with her new boyfriend in the middle of a pandemic, not caring about her work as a bartender, just leaving her daughter with her well-off brother-in-law. The young girl had asked to stay behind so she wouldn't have to quarantine and lose even more of her already troubled first year of high school, and there was no way I would say no to anything she asked me, especially something like that.
We didn't follow up with the conversation, though. We didn't talk anymore because something had caught my eye before that happened. Her shorts were too big for her, intentionally, as to make them extra comfortable. If she were in any other position, that would have been fine, but from that angle, I could clearly see that Ava didn't have panties on. I was absolutely entranced by what I saw for a good two minutes before I snapped back to reality and decided to do the right thing. That, or I would end up doing something I would regret very much later
."Ava, you know I love you as if you were my own daughter, right?" While trying my best to keep looking her in the eyes, I tried to let go of all of the wicked fantasies forming inside my brain.
