If he ever expressed any guilt towards her for missing Valentines Day, she would of waved it off. Of course his daughter should come first. Lissianna remembered her imperious demands when she was six years old that her brothers lavished all attention on _her_ for Valentines Day and not the girls at school that had caught their eye at the moment.
A wrapped present lay for Erik on the coffee table along with the papers she had yet to grade, and Lissianna was just setting out the plates for dinner when she heard the doorbell ring. Erik was here.
Feeling a little foolish as she adjusted her breasts to make sure they were perky and even, she splashed on a dab of perfume on the back of her neck and behind the ear before hurrying to the door.
She had remembered his warnings last time he had come over and she had called out that the door had been open, this time she undid the lock and opened the door a crack, verifying that it was indeed her boyfriend before she opened the door all the way and smiled at him.