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He hummed a non-committal sound. “Same as always. He said it wasn’t my fault while also implying I should know better.”
“I’m sorry,” I murmured.
He tried to pull back, but I kept him held fast. “Mm-mm,” I mumbled. I wanted to help him forget the shitty morning we’d had, so keeping my arms around him, I sat myself down slowly on the console dash, leaning against it while holding onto him. It really was the perfect height...
“Hmm,” I hummed against his neck. “You could fuck me on this.” I lifted one leg as proof.
He chuckled and managed to pull back a little. His hips were still flush to mine, so I didn’t object too much. “Maybe if we didn’t have a life-threatening weather event aiming right at us.”
“Ooh.” I smiled. “That wasn’t a no.”
He gripped my other thigh and lifted it, pressing me hard against the controls. “No, it wasn’t a no.”
“Damn. Maybe we could see how many alarms we can set off and how many weather warnings we can issue across the Territory. We could keep a whiteboard with our different scores on it for each time.”
He chuckled, and our attempt at joking our way out of our miseries seemed to have worked. Him pushing against all my best spots didn’t hurt either. I didn’t even mind the buttons and switches pressing into my back.
He rested his forehead on mine and gave me a soft kiss. “Thank you for being here.”
I pecked his lips with a smile. “Don’t thank me yet. We have to get through dinner with my folks first. If you still want to thank me after that, I’ll take payment in sexual grati-fuck-ation.”
He smirked. “I’m almost certain that’s not how that word sounds.”
“Pretty sure it is.”
And of course, the data feed for something or other began to buzz, and after that it was a weather warning for the top east corner of the state with high precipitation forecast, and then it was an alert for cattle graziers in the bottom part of the Territory because of possible flash flooding in usually dry riverbeds.
It just never stopped. And it was for all of the Northern Territory, a land area twice the size of Texas. He had a lot to cover, and it wasn’t just the monstrous cloud band swirling its way toward us that he had to work around. It was all kinds of weather.
Needless to say, it was a busy day for him.
I just got to sit there and watch him be awesome. I fed him and kept him watered, and I texted intermittently with my brother who just loved that I was the one in my parents’ bad books for a change.
I was so not lookin’ forward to tonight.
When Doreen arrived a bit before eight, I almost wanted to tell her that she could go home, that we’d stay instead... but I had to face the music, and quite frankly, Jeremiah needed some downtime. He needed some rest.
I just had to make sure he got that, and not a standoff between me and my parents.
I didn’t see any reporters on my way home, and I was going to tell Jeremiah that I’d take a different route to him—because reporters couldn’t follow us both—when I realised I didn’t care if they saw us go home together.
In fact, I kinda hoped they would.
Yeah, clearly I was still in the pissed-off and defensive stage.
When we got to my house, it wasn’t just my parents who were already there, but my two brothers’ cars were there as well.
And that little seed of anger and defensiveness sprouted into a whopping tree of rage.
Was this a whole family meeting? Were they all going to stare at me and give me the ‘we’re so disappointed’ lectures? Because I wasn’t about to cop that.
I got out of my car and held Jeremiah’s door for him. He saw me glaring at the offending cars, and he nodded toward them before the roller door blocked them from view. “Who else is here?” he asked.
“Ellis,” I replied. “And Rowan.”
“Oh.” He looked uncomfortable. “Your eldest brother’s here too?”
The brother I wasn’t particularly close to. “Yeah. Look, Jeremiah, if you want to hang out upstairs, that’s fine with me. I’ll face the firing squad and—”
