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I strutted to the front door and threw it open without looking in the peephole.
“What do you want?” I grunted.
A man and woman stood there, and their jaws dropped at the sight of me. The man had white hair and was wearing a fishing vest over a plaid shirt. The woman had on khaki shorts and a pink polo shirt. They looked like they were headed fishing though they were standing on Reva’s doorstep.
“Who in the hell are you?” the guy demanded.
The woman looked me up and down, and then, she smiled. It wasn’t a pervy smile, though. It was Reva’s smile on the woman’s face.
Oh, shit.
“Reva!” I called.
I had just answered the door to Reva’s parents with no shirt on and demanded to know who they were. That was a great first impression.
“Coming!” she called. Her tone was light, and I knew she had no idea what she was about to walk in on.
I stepped to the side and held the door wide.
They walked in, and her mom headed to the kitchen while her dad stayed with me. He glowered at me, and I wished like hell I had put a shirt on.
“Dad!” Reva exclaimed. Thank God she had managed to put on sweats before she walked out of the bedroom. We both looked like we had just rolled out of bed.
“What in the hell is going on, Reva?” he demanded.
“Brian,” her mom scolded from the kitchen. “Where are your manners?”
“Probably wherever his shirt is,” he grunted.
Reva’s mom tsked. “Why don’t we try this over?” she suggested. She walked out of the kitchen with a bag of bagels in her hand.
“Mom, what are you doing with my bagels?” Reva asked.
I was glad I wasn’t the only one confused by that.
“I thought we could have some breakfast. Your dad and I stopped before we headed to the lake.” She turned to me and held out her hand that didn’t have the bagels in it. “I’m Shirley. That bear over there is Brain. We’re Reva’s parents.”
She beamed up at me, and I shook her hand.
“Uh, nice to meet you, ma’am.” At least it seemed her mom was okay with me. Reva’s dad, on the other hand just glared.
“I put your shirt on the dresser,” Reva chirped.
“Thanks. I’ll be right back.” I ducked into the bedroom and spotted the shirt where Reva said she had put it. I pulled it over my head and groaned.
I didn’t even get my eyes open before shit started going sideways.
Relaxed Saturday, my ass.
*
Reva
My eyes darted to the bedroom.
I pursed my lips and pointed to the kitchen. “Get in there,” I whispered.
“Reva,” Mom whined, “what are you doing?”
