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I was dumbfounded as she got in her car and drove off. The Ford women really were a force to be reckoned with.
It wasn’t any wonder I was ass over elbow in love with Lily. After meeting her mom, it was crystal clear.
I’d never stood a chance.
* * *
The next morning,I didn’t expect to be woken by raised voices.
“You dare to show up at… at my fucking door?” Dad boomed.
Oh shit.
I scrambled out of bed and threw on a t-shirt and some sweats before hurrying downstairs. Dad filled the door, squared right up to Coach Ford who looked unimpressed.
“Kaiden,” he said, “do me a favor and tell your old man to back the fuck up before I make him move.”
“Dad,” I hissed, wrapping my arm around his chest and trying to nudge him backward. “I got this.”
The bitter scent of liquor assaulted my senses and I looked away, trying to drag in a lungful of fresh air. Coach caught my eyes and his face wrinkled.
“You think you can come around here, trying to take my son… my fucking son.”
“Okay, Dad, let’s go.”
When I’d first heard him, he’d sounded sober. But it was embarrassingly obvious that he was drunk.
“I could take him, Kaiden. I could take him right now.”
I managed to get Dad moving down the hall, but he stumbled, his entire weight falling into me. We started to fall, but Coach Ford rushed into the house and grabbed him, steadying Dad enough so that I could straighten myself up too.
“Thanks,” I said. “If you want to wait in the kitchen, I’ll go deal with him.”
“Sure thing.” He looked like he wanted to say more, but to my relief, he didn’t. It was already bad enough he’d witnessed this.
I managed to wrestle my old man onto the couch. “Stay there and sleep it off,” I said. His eyes narrowed, cloudy and dull. Then he let out a loud belch and drifted off into a drunken stupor.
“Sorry about that,” I said when I joined Coach in the kitchen.
“I didn’t realize things were so bad.”
“He’s gotten worse since I transferred to Rixon.
“Kaiden, if there’s anything—”
“I’m guessing this isn’t a social visit.” I changed the subject. I wasn’t looking for sympathy, especially not from my girlfriend’s dad.
Assuming Lily ever wanted anything to do with me again.
“You got coffee?” he asked.
“Yeah, we have coffee.”
“Good, make us one each and find me out back.” He tested the door handle and slipped outside.
Okay then. I figured he wanted to prolong the agony, make me sweat for as long as possible.
Digging out my cell phone, I checked for messages but there were none. I’d texted Lily at least five times since getting home last night, but she hadn’t replied, not that I blamed her.
