Page 94 of Rumor Has It

“Now I’m even more confused!” I say, exasperated.

“Women,” my dad groans from behind us. “Can’t live with them, and sure as hell don’t want to live without them.”

I slump. “Tell me about it, they’re killin’ me.”

“Stop being so dramatic. You’re both perfectly fine!” Mom whirls around, sauntering away from us.

I glare at my dad. “This is your fault!”

“Mine? How in the hell do you figure that, son?” Dad’s mouth hangs.

“Yes!” I scowl. “You’ve got her all puffed up, like she’s a queen or something.”

Mom spins, grinning. “I wouldn’t say a queen exactly.”

“Really? Then what would you call it?”

“Ruler of His World or maybe, Matriarch of the Manor.” Her mouth twitches. “Naw, you’re right, and it’s good to be Queen!”

Dad buckles with laughter, leaving me to shake my head. “I’m banning you from all future visits.”

“I’m not so sure that’s for you to decide, dear.” Mackenzie walks in with a smirk.

I narrow my eyes. “We’ll see about that, sugar.”

“You know, we could always settle this argument now.” Her shoulders lift, falling easily.

I swallow hard when my stomach pitches. “Why do I feel as though this is a bad idea?”

“Probably because you’re going to lose.” Dad shoves his hands in his pockets, waiting for the show.

“Thanks for the support.”

He nods. “Anytime.”

“Alright, Kenzie, let’s settle this now,” I declare to her delight.

She raises a brow, strutting over to me. Tiptoeing, she murmurs, “Shall we tell them what you groaned into my ear this morning, or would you rather stay home with your parents and a bottle of lotion while I send you photos?”

“Damn, you’re good.” I watch as her gaze becomes heated, and I go from predator to prey. Her mouth parts, allowing the tip of her tongue to wet her bottom lip. My cock jerks, begging for it. “My Queen.” I bow, holding out my hand for hers.

Dad punches my arm. “There you go, you tell her! Don’t take it easy on her either.”

“Whatever, she owned him years ago.” Mom waves Dad to the other room as she walks away. Mackenzie studies me, and I become uncomfortable under her scrutiny.

“I’m gonna need you to stop looking at me like that. It’s making my junk happy.” I motion to my crotch.

Her eyes drop to my dick. “Hmmmm, what to do with him and your attitude?” Her bottom lips turns crimson from her bite.

“I’ll get Rumor. Grab your purse; it’s time to head home.” I wrap her wrist with my hand, pulling her with me as she giggles. “Next time, I get to win.”