“Did you order pizza?” I demand.
Balancing the boxes, she makes her way upstairs carefully.
“We are not eating in my bed.”
“We?” she scoffs. “I only share with people who care about me.”
“I care about you.” I rush up the stairs two at a time after her. “I just ate you out for, like, forty-five minutes.”
“I guess you can get one slice, then.” She dumps the boxes on the bed.
I grab a towel from the bathroom and spread it out then place the boxes on it.
“Yum.” Jenna shrugs off the coat, then she’s there on the bed in just my shirt.
I’m salivating. Not for the food, though.
Jenna opens the top box and hands me the smallest piece.
“This is from the place across the street.” She takes a huge bite of pizza then leans back happily on the pillows. A piece of pepperoni drops on her face as she tries to eat the gooey slice. “Frick.”
“You had worse on your face earlier.” I take a bite of my own pizza.
“Just for that, you don’t get a slice of the sausage pizza.”
“Is this why none of those men wanted to marry you?”
She slaps my bare leg then leans over to kiss me.
I open my mouth.I love you…“I’m obsessed with you.”
She trails her nails down my chest and smiles at me.
Her phone goes off in the coat on the floor. The warm, fuzzy feelings dissipate.
I throw the half-eaten slice in the box and stalk the phone on the floor while Jenna complains around her slice.
“It’s probably just a spam call.” She almost knocks over the Coke, trying to get the phone from me. She hits the green button and yells, “Hello?”
“Jenna?”
I don’t recognize the man’s voice. It’s not Nathan or Brock or Andreas or Rex or the stepfamily dating duo.
Jenna doesn’t seem scared, though. Instead, she seems… small.
“Dad?” Her voice trembles. She sinks down on the edge of the bed, cradling the phone.
My eyes narrow as she nods numbly, listening to him talk.
“Yeah, that sounds amazing.” Her eyes are shining when she hangs up.
“Your dad?” I spit the words at her.
“He wants to rekindle our relationship.”
“Let me get this right. The dad who you haven’t heard from in fifteen years, when he ghosted you, is now acting like he did nothing wrong and wants to pick up where he left off? Did he even apologize?”
She starts crying silently.
