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I didn’t get to make the choice. The front porch light flashed. We broke the kiss and glanced at the porch then our foreheads touched.
“I can’t wait to see you in your dress tomorrow night.”
I smiled. I wanted him to like what Mom and I had picked out. The light flashed again. “Go inside,” Cal whispered against my lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow at four.”
“Okay.”
I slid across the seat. I looked back and Cal’s arm was dropped across the steering wheel, he leaned over watching me exit his car.
I glanced back at him over my shoulder. “I love you,” I told him. I liked telling him how I felt. I liked hearing it even more.
His face transformed with the smile that spread across his mouth, lighting up his eyes. “I love you too, Abby.”
I got out and shut his door. I bent at the waist wanting to see his face one more time. He hadn’t moved yet. Cal smiled at me. The lights flashed again. I sighed at my Dad’s persistence. Then I straightened and headed towards the house.
Dad met me at the front door preparing to flash the lights one more time. I rolled my eyes at him before I headed up the stairs. “I think you’re getting too serious Abby.”
I stopped halfway up and glanced down at Dad standing at the bottom. My good mood ruined. Everyone, it seemed was against us. “Why? Because for the first time that I’m really happy you can’t stand it?”
“Abby, you’re young. I just don’t want to see you make a mistake.”
“Cal isn’t a mistake.”
I hated it that his friends were against us. I wasn’t sure that Tyson liked me being with Cal either. Now my Dad was anti-Cal too.
“I didn’t say he was Abby. I just don’t want you getting too serious so young. Hormones can lead to a lot of things that can cause complications in your life.”
“Dad, we aren’t having sex.” Not that I hadn’t thought of it. Cal made me think things including sex but there was so much complication in our relationship. When it was just us like in the car, the quiet surrounding us, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind. I loved him and he loved me.
That was all that mattered.
I knew it and so did he.
My dad sighed at me. Then he rubbed his hands through his hair. “I’m sorry Abby. I just don’t like it. You’re so young.”
“Are you telling me I can’t be with Cal?”
He shook his head no. “Not yet at least. Mom would never forgive me.”
“I would never forgive you.” Tears gathered in my eyes.
“Abby,” he said, pain in his voice.
“I’m going to bed.” I ignored him calling my name and stomped up the steps. In my room I slammed the door behind me and undressed.
I was in my bra and jeans reaching for my pajama top when my phone rang. I slipped across the room and grabbed it. “What’s wrong?”
“My Dad is home.” I could clearly hear Cal was upset.
“Isn’t that a good thing?” I asked.
“He wants to meet you tomorrow morning. Do you think you could come over for breakfast?”
“Sure, I guess so. Is everything all right?”
“Yeah. It’s fine.” I wasn’t reassured.
“Are you sure, Cal?”
