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“What are you talking about?”
“I mean it. Get out of bed. Get dressed. I’m gonna be there in four hours.”
“Is mom and dad with you?”
“Nope. They’re back in New York. It’s just me. We’re gonna have a father and son talk about dating guys. This conversation is long overdue.”
As much as I didn’t want to, after the call, I dragged myself out of bed and into the shower.
“Hallelujah!” Lou yelled from the living room.
“I hate you,” I mumbled with the shower droplets drowning me out.
I didn’t hate him. Lou was the best friend I’d ever had. I might have starved if it wasn’t for him because there was no way I was walking to the front door to get my food deliveries.
He also cared about me in a way that I had hoped that Cage would. Lou deserved more from his college experience than having to take care of me.
Returning to my bedroom clean, I smelled what Lou had talked about. My room smelt like a tomb. I cracked a window. I didn’t want my dad to see me like this.
All of my parents, but especially Daddy Laine, imagined great things from me. Yet, here I was unable to feed myself after having my heart broken by a guy. I wasn’t as special as he thought I was.
I sat on the edge of my bed in my towel for a long time. It had taken a lot of energy to take a shower. I needed to rest. When I received the text from Dad saying he had landed, I forced myself to get dressed.
“He emerges!” Lou said when I entered the living room.
I gave him a resentful glare. That didn’t stop him from running over and throwing his arms around me.
“And you smell good! I had my doubts about calling your dad on you, but look at my Lamb Chop now.”
I wasn’t resisting his hug. It felt really good, actually. But when the intercom buzzed, he let me go so I could reply.
“Hello?”
“Quin, it’s Dad.”
“Coming down.”
“You’re not going to invite him up?”
“Why would I?”
“So, I could meet him. Any tree that you fell from has got to be… yum!”
I gave him an annoyed look and headed for the door. The truth was that my whole life I have had people tell me how good-looking my dads were, but especially Daddy Laine. I didn’t need Lou having fantasies about him and then telling me about it. Ewww!
I tried to leave Lou behind, but when I left the room, he did too.
“What are you doing?”
“Just making sure you get downstairs alright,” he said with a devilish smirk.
“Whatever,” I said not having enough energy to fight him.
Lou followed me downstairs with a smile on his face.
“Dad,” I said looking at my father just past the door.
Lou gasped. He didn’t need to tell me that I would never live up to Daddy Laine. It was obvious. Daddy Laine went from being so poor that he and his mother couldn’t afford heat during Wisconsin winters, to having billions of dollars under management at his investment firm. On top of that, he looked like the guy sailing the yacht in cologne commercials.
