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“No. You treat her with kid gloves. You shield her from the world because you’re convinced she can’t handle anything. You’re too overprotective and it’s crippling her.”
“Don’t talk to me about my daughter like you know anything about her.”
“I’ve observed enough. I’ve talked to her enough to know how and what she feels. Have you?” I’m officially over this conversation and I know the more I speak, the more my feelings for Serena will begin to shine through. I open the door before he can say anything else but stop on the threshold. “I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you or your family.” That is all I have for him. I have no intentions of hurting Serena. Ever. Quite frankly, I believe that she is the one with the power to hurt me. While I’m skeptical about forging a relationship with her, I know if I commit to her, I’ll be all in.
But what happens when she wants out?
I close the door behind me, letting out a sigh, and reach for my phone that I felt vibrating while I was in his office.
Bambi: I guess no fooling around in your office then. *sad face*
Me: Probably not a good idea now
I stare at my phone for a second. Fuck, I want to see her. I want to make sure she’s okay. And, okay, maybe I also want to put my lips on her. Somewhere, anywhere.
Me: Meet me in the garage.
Ten minutes, and a short drive to an abandoned lot later, Serena climbs out of her car and into mine. “Hi.” Her eyes are warm and she doesn’t seem nervous, which makes me feel better.
“Hi back. You okay, Bambs?”
“I’m fine. I’m used to it, honestly. My parents still see me like a child.”
“Yes, I gave your father quite the earful over that.”
Her eyes widen and she blinks them several times in confusion. “Wait, what?”
“I didn’t mean to but…your father…” I sigh. “Serena, he wants me to stay away from you.”
A scowl finds her face and for the first time I think I’m seeing an angry Serena Mitchell. “Fuck that.” Her hand finds her mouth and a small smile forms behind it. “You’re a bad influence on me.”
“That seems to be the general consensus,” I say, sardonically.
Her face falls. “I was kidding. I don’t actually think that.”
“I know.” I lean across the console, needing a kiss and she happily obliges. She tastes like pumpkin and I briefly wonder if she drinks those trash latte’s that every girl I know drinks. It tasted like heaven on her tongue though.
“I don’t want to stay away from you,” she says against my lips before she backs away and looks around my Benz. “You really lost your virginity in a car?”
I nod, reminded of the fumbling sixteen year old who wasted two condoms trying to get it on before finally getting it right. “Indeed.”
“How was it?”
“My first time? Quick.” I chuckle.
She giggles and cocks her head to the side as she looks at me. Her nose scrunches, causing her glasses to move. “We’ll go slow?”
The implication in her voice makes my dick stiffen. “When the time is right, yes.”
“What if that time is…now?”
“Now? Serena, I’m not fucking you in my car for your first time.”
“Oh. Right. Blood.” She winces. “You have very nice leather seats.”
“Fuck the seats, Serena.” I could get the car detailed. Quite frankly, the idea of Serena’s innocence smeared all over my seats makes my dick hard as granite. “Your first time is not going to be a quickie in a car before we have to go back to work.”
“But I’m ready.” She pouts.
