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Her mother and grandmothers stared at me.
“Ladies.” I nodded my head. “I wish we didn’t have to meet under these circumstances, but I am Dymon. Dymon Danger.”
“What a name. I amJoAnn, but you can call me Granny Jo, Bern’s mom. And this isAnne, QuestSr.’smom. Your mother really chose the perfect namefor you.”
She really had my grown ass trying not to blush.
“Thank you. I appreciate it. Do you have a father, and is he still with your mother? Even if he is—”
“Mom, please.”
Her dad appeared back in the doorway, nodding his head at me.
“It was nice meeting you ladies. Hopefully, I make it back to have a plate of whatever it is that smells so delicious.”
When I walked out of the room,I heard her grandmother say how fine I was.
“Nice ride,” her father complimented once we were outside.
I also didn’t miss the gun that washolstered on his side. Deep down, I wanted tolaugh,and it had me thinking about becoming a father. I couldn’t wait to be that extra, letting my daughter’s boyfriend or whoever know that I wasn’t going to play about mine. As soon as we were seated in the car, he started speaking.
“Alright, we don’t have a lot of time because this ride is going to be short. Tell me what is going on with my daughter.”
He cranked the car and turned up the air.
“What do you mean?”
“What is going on with my daughter?Whatever you feel like a father should know, tell me.”
“Honestly, you shouldn’t ask questions because you trulydon’t want to know any of it.”
“No, I want you to speak. Man to man.”
He backed out of the yard and burned rubber to the stop sign. He was trying tointimidateme,and I thought it was hilarious, but I wasn’t going to laugh because it would definitely be disrespectful.
“Well, Mr. Everly,long story short—”
“No. I want thelong version.That’s why I’m driving slow.”
I cleared my throat. “The moment your daughter introduced herself to me, I wanted her.Wanted her to quit, so I could get her, but she didn’t.We happened to end up at an exclusive club together, and I bidon her and won. It was supposed to be just sex, but now it’s more than that.”
“Did you say ‘bid’? Bid? Bid, like an auction? My daughter wasauctioning off her pussy?”Hesounded in disbelief.
“Yes…No. Not like that. See, this is coming out wrong. And I don’t want you to think less of your daughter, because you raised a wonderful young woman.”
“Then I suggest you start speaking. And start making some sense.”
When I looked around, he’d pulled intoan empty parking lot.
“Talk.”
I spent fifteen minutestelling him about the club, vaguely, and how I ended up bidding on his daughter, and how I’d fallen in love with her.
He’d been glaring at me for the past five minutes.
“I told you that you wanted the short story, Mr. Everly.”
“You spentover half a million dollars…on my daughter.”
