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“This is delicious mom!” She smiles towards me.
“Thanks honey. So how was your weekend with the girls? Is Isabelle ready for the wedding?”
I hear my father scoff at my mother’s question, and I scowl in his direction. If he has something to say, then he should say it instead of being a coward.
“It was so much fun! A great way to end my time here before heading back to Baltimore. I can’t believe the wedding is in a month. So, I was thinking about having you out for Christmas since we will be here for thanksgiving.” My dad finally speaks up.
“I have to work!” Instead of feeling hurt I just nod.
“Then just mom then.” I smile at my father, and I can feel my mother’s gaze on me. I turn towards her with her shocked face looking back at me.
“What do you say mom?”
“I don’t know if we will have the money for the plane ticket honey.”
“It’s on me!” I see the excitement in her eyes when I say that. She turns to my father who is still eating his dinner, paying no attention to us.
“What do you say Jeff?” He just shrugs her off and I feel the anger build up inside of me when he answers.
“Do whatever you want Marie, as long as I don’t have to pay for it.”
My father was always the provider in the family and my mother stayed home with me and was a homemaker. She was never ashamed of not making money for us, but throughout the years my father would always stress how much everything cost and made my mother feel bad for going out and doing things. I think that was why my mother always pushed me towards jobs that paid a lot of money. She wanted to make sure I could take care of myself in case I were to be on my own, like I am now.
Andrew made a lot of money and plenty more than me which made me self-conscious at times, but I think that was partially from seeing my father act the way he did with my mother. I didn’t care who made more as long as the bills were paid, but I felt guilty that he dished out more money than I did. He never made me feel guilty for it though and I was grateful for him not being like my father. Well, in some ways I guess he was like him. My mother doesn’t think I know, but I know my father has cheated on her more than once.
I wish she had left him, but she swore up and down that they were so in love with each other. Maybe that’s why I don’t believe in falling in love, who would want to fall, that is always something you try to avoid. It’s the same thing. I don’t want to happen to fall in love with someone, I want them to be the reason I believe in the word love. I want to be their reason!
Chapter Twenty-Six
Ilanded back in Maryland at eight and all I wanted to do was go home and sleep. This weekend was packed full of all-nighters and alcohol and a sliver of sleep. I reach for my bags and when I turn around, I’m met by those blue eyes and brown hair. I can’t contain my smile when Dex continues to walk towards me. He’s wearing grey sweatpants and a dark blue t shirt, and he looks exhausted. When he reaches me, he goes to grab my bags, but I drop them to the ground and wrap my arms around his neck and lay my head on his chest. He wraps his arms around my waist and all I can smell is Apples and cinnamon and it brings a small moan out of me.
“You missed me that much?” I laugh into his shirt.
“Of course, you didn’t miss me?” I pout my lip out at him. He raises his thumb to my lip and runs it across my bottom lip and places a kiss on my lips.
“More than you’ll ever know, beautiful girl!”
I kiss him again and when I back away I hear him sigh. I don’t know why until my eyes lower to his pants and I can see the outline of his hard cock. I can’t help but let out a low laugh before whispering in his ear.
“Looks like he missed me too!”
He smiles and shakes his head when he breaks our embrace to grab my bags. As we get into the car I reach for his hand and rub my thumb over his knuckles.
“Thank you for picking me up!”
“I was worried I was going to be late, I ended up falling asleep and rushed here.” Now I feel guilty for not letting him get sleep since we have to be up early tomorrow for class.
“I could have taken an uber home.”
That gets a reaction out of him. He turns his head to me and raises an eyebrow in a way a father would to their child.
“No, you aren’t taking an uber when I’m fully capable of getting you.” He sounds so assertive when he says that, and I want to see how far I can push that side of him.
“Whatever you say…Daddy!”
I see his Adam’s apple bob and he shifts in his seat. I can tell I’ve stricken something in him when I see his erection back again. I unbuckle and scoot closer to him and place a kiss just under his ear and then his neck. I hear his breathing picking up pace and I can’t help but celebrate on the inside that I’m getting this type of reaction from him. My hand reaches for his waist band on his pants, but he grabs my hand before I can get to the goods.
“Get in your seat and buckle back up.”
