I laugh. “Honestly, that sounds amazing to me. Getting married and building a life with someone. I know I’m young, but that doesn’t mean I don’t know what I want.”
“And you’ll meet that man. The one who’s right for you. It’s not Bishop. He doesn’t want that life.”
Yet. “Okay, dad. I’ll let it go. Besides, I’m leaving tomorrow. It doesn’t even matter.”
Dad nods. “You’re right. I just saw something in your eyes I’ve never seen before when he was here.”
I shrug. “He’s hot.”
Dad smiles. “He is. You want some breakfast?”
“Yeah, then I need to go see mom.”
“How’s she doing with her new man?”
“Seems good. He’s nice to her.”
“Good.”
I pat his shoulder. “Just so you know, Troy totally told on you.”
His brow crinkles. “Who the fuck is Troy?”
“The guy you fucked in the bathroom last night.”
All the color drains from his face. “Shit.”
“Came over proud as fuck he nailed a daddy.”
He clears his throat. “God. I’m so embarrassed.”
“Don’t be. It was a glowing review.”
Dad shakes his head. “On that note, I think I’ll go whip up some omelets.”
I laugh as he leaves, glancing down at my phone. I know I promised but…
I type out a text.
Fucking obsessed with you. Can I see you before I leave? Just one more time and I’ll leave you alone.
The answer comes a minute later.
How did you get my number?
Duh. I had your phone, remember? Sent myself a text from you. You think I’m stupid?
No, but you’re playing with fire.
One more time. I need it one more time.
Are you alone?
Yeah.
The phone rings. “Hello.”
“Tristan… babe listen to me. You have to forget me. Last night was incredible, but we need to keep it there. I promised your dad I wouldn’t go there with you. Don’t make me a liar. More than I am.”
