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“Isaac ran away. I didn’t do anything to him.”
I want to scream at him.
“You never take responsibility for your actions! You never learn, and you always act like you’re so much better than the rest of us, like you have some holy relationship with God, but if God could see the way you treat your own family, he’d send you straight to hell.”
“Caleb Goode, you watch your mouth,” he says in a deep, grumbling tone. “I am your father.”
My skin is tingling, and this feels too good to stop. I’m just getting started.
“And one more thing, Dad,” I reply, planting my hands on my desk and glaring at him with a mad, wild sort of look in my eye. Adrenaline pumps through my veins as I prepare myself for everything I’m about to say. It feels as if I’m coasting down a hill without brakes. Even if I could stop, I don’t think I’d want to. “You wouldn’t want my help if you knew that I’m queer too.”
He flinches as if I’ve punched him. “What on God’s earth are you talking about?”
“I’m bisexual, Dad. That’s right. You were blessed withtwoqueer sons. Not only that, but I’m in love with a man. And so is Briar. He’s moving in with us, and we’re going to be one big happy, polyamorous family.”
His face is frozen as he stares at me, stunned. “You’re joking,” he replies, trying to force a laugh. “You’re fucking around to get back at me for Isaac.”
“You wish that, don’t you? Because you can’t stand the thought of accepting your children the way we are.” I tear open the drawer and yank out Dean’s underwear. “Well, too fucking bad!” I shout as I wave them in his face.
I look crazy, and Ifeelcrazy. But, for the look on his face right now, it’s worth it. It feels good to finally go mad.
“These are my hot boyfriend’s underwear. I keep them in here to remind me of all the filthy, wonderful things we’ve done.”
“You’ve lost your mind,” he mutters, but I only laugh.
“Oh, and for what it’s worth, he sucked my dick in your office.” I shoot him a wink as I toss the underwear at him. He bats them away in disgust, but I only find myself laughing harder.
My father’s look of astonishment quickly transforms into a sneer. “What kind of man acts like this?”
“Your son, Dad,” I reply. “Aren’t you proud of me?”
“First Adam and now you. You’ve both gone crazy.”
“The only crazy thing I could do at this point is to help you. Now get the fuck out of my office and never call me again.”
He moves for the door before turning back toward me with a finger pointed at my face. “If I find out this bullshit is true, I’ll have my granddaughter taken away from you for raising her in a home of perverts. You should be ashamed of yourself.”
“Come near my family, and I’ll kill you,” I mutter without a hint of a smile on my face before grabbing him by the back of the neck and tossing him out of my office.
Jules lets out a scream when he puts up a fight, but I manage to haul him out and toss him onto the floor before slamming the door in his face.
Forty-Seven
Dean
Standing in the kitchen, I stir the pasta sauce on the stove while Briar cuts up vegetables for the salad behind me. I didn’t have any clients at the club tonight, but even if I did, I don’t know if I would have wanted to leave this house.
I meant what I said to Caleb last night. I’m not changing my life or quitting my job if I decide to stay here with them and try to make this work. Plenty of sex workers keep up their jobs after they enter relationships. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, and as long as we communicate and come to an agreement, it can work.
It feels like a lie I keep telling myself. We can make this work. Everything will be fine.
But Caleb and Briar’s optimism is infectious.
“How is it?” she asks, coming up behind me and leaning into my side. I lift the spoon from the pan and blow on it before carefully bringing it to her mouth.
She takes a small bite and hums. I find myself fighting the urge to kiss her, but Abby is running around the house and could stumble in here at any moment.
“You’re a good cook,” she says as she turns back to her salad.
