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Shit. He’d had enough fantasies about Rogue himself; he didn’t need to see his dad doing her.
His dad was going to kill him. It was that simple. Shane had seen his face. His dad was freaking going to kill him. He flinched at the sound of the door opening behind him and closing softly. He paused, took a deep breath, then turned around.
Yeah, Dad was going to kill him. He was scowling at him, arms crossed over his re-buttoned uniform shirt, his expression forbidding.
“Look, I didn’t think. ” Shane cleared his throat and tried the honesty route. “It just didn’t occur to me, you know?”
His dad was damned freaky about his privacy anyway. He was one of the most secretive people Shane knew, especially about his private life.
“Where’s your car?” his dad asked carefully.
Shane winced. “At the garage. I had a friend drop me off earlier. It was rattling. You know it had that rattle, Dad. I came home to get it fixed. And there are no classes tomorrow. ”
He could feel the flush on his face and rubbed at the back of his neck nervously. He wanted to cuss again, but knew better with his dad scowling at him like that.
“Sorry, Dad,” he finally muttered.
His father drew in a harsh breath before dropping his arms and stalking to the porch railing. They both listened to the sound of a Harley starting. The low throb of power, then Shane winced as it roared. Oh hell, Rogue was pissed off.
He glanced at his dad and watched his shoulders tighten, the way his jaw bunched as the cycle’s motor ripped through the silence of the valley on its journey to the main road.
“She’s pissed at me, too?” He sighed.
Zeke shook his head. “She’s not pissed at you. ”
She was hurt. He’d seen that flash of pain in her eyes and hadn’t known how to deal with it. Hell, it wasn’t every day a man’s son walked in while he was getting blown.
“I didn’t see anything. Much,” Shane ventured hesitantly. “I turned my head. Fast. ”
Zeke glanced over at him. “You saw enough. ”
Shane cleared his throat before turning and gripping the railing. He stared out at the lake, his youthful expression still a combination of amazement and shock.
“Yeah. Enough. ”
Shane rocked against the railing and this time, Zeke didn’t chastise him for it.
“It won’t happen again,” Shane ventured. “I mean, I moved out. I should, like, knock first or something. Not just barrel in when I know you have company. ”
“That would be a start,” Zeke said heavily. Though he doubted there would be more
“company. ” Hell, he’d be lucky if Rogue didn’t kick his ass the next time she saw him.
And he’d deserve it.
He should have said something. He should have promised to call later. Something. Hell, he’d just shot his cum down her throat and threw her out. He could feel himself cringing inside.
“Sorry, Dad,” Shane apologized again, but Zeke could hear the amusement in the boy’s voice. He didn’t blame him for being amused.
“I’ll kick your ass if you ever bring a girl here and let me catch you,” he warned Shane, just in case. Sometimes, with a boy that thought he was a man, it was best to lay the ground rules out front and center.
“Uh, yeah. Wouldn’t blame you. ” Shane sounded as horrified as Zeke felt.
Shit. This was his son. There were things a man should never let his son, no matter how old he is, know about, let alone catch a glimpse of. And Rogue. She was gossiped about enough, she didn’t need her name tarnished further.
“And this won’t be mentioned,” he warned Shane. “Especially to your aunt Lucinda. ”
Horror shaped Shane’s face. “Oh my God, you think I’d tell Aunt Big Mouth?” he gasped. “Come on, Dad. I like Rogue. She’s cool. Too good for you, but she’s cool. ”
