Page 41 of Falling for My Dad's Best Friend

EPILOGUE

Rob

To say that things were a shitshow with Mandy’s parents is an understatement. Because when we revealed our situation, Ray went ballistic, Linda crying and sobbing like the world was at an end.

“Pregnant?” she wailed. “How? When? How could this happen?”

And giving credit to my girl, Mandy kept an even tone.

“It was during the weekend at the cabin,” she replied, cool and collected. “Remember how you guys were a day late? Robert and I got to know each other before you guys arrived. Or we’ve always known each other,” she added on a second thought. “We just got to know one another a lot better then.”

That only made Linda wail all the louder because the story didn’t sound good. It made it seem like we’d gone at it like rugrats in her parents’ absence, which was technically true, but the words hadn’t come out right, they were too simple to truly encapsulate the situation. Ray roared with anger, turning to me accusingly.

“What the fuck? More like this fucking bastard took advantage of our adolescent daughter while we were away,” he raged, eyes bulging, face almost purple. “What the fuck, we trusted you and this happens? What the fuck, man, what the fuck? You were like a brother to me.”

Linda was no better.

“I knew we shouldn’t have stayed to help the Millers with their roof,” she moaned, wailing to the skies. “No job is worth this, no amount in tips.”

But Mandy attempted to take the wheel, voice mild.

“Mom, Dad,” she began, only to be cut off.

“Don’t call us Mom and Dad,” raged Ray. “You obviously have no respect for your parents, no respect for us at all.”

And I had to step in then, there was no way anyone, not even Linda and Ray, could treat my best girl like this. So despite the fact that Mandy had begged me to stay out of it, to let her handle the initial reveal, I jumped into the fray.

“Shut the fuck up,” I snarled. “Shut the fuck up, this is my woman you’re talking to.”

That made Ray and Linda stop for a moment, goggling at me.

“Your woman?” asked Linda in a wobbly voice. “What does that mean?”

“Your woman my ass,” snarled Ray. “More like your teenage fuckdoll, you put a baby in my baby girl.”

I lunged at my friend then, twenty years of friendship down the toilet. Fuck him for calling his daughter a fuckdoll, that was no way to treat a woman with respect, especially one heavy with child, his grandchild at that.

But Mandy stopped me with a slight touch on the arm. I was so sensitive to her needs, to her every signal, that I stopped on a dime, snarling like a bull still, big muscles tense, ready to do some damage.

“Come on Rob,” she said quietly, nodding to the door. “Let’s go. Too much has been said today, and we’re just fanning the fires by staying. We’ll go, and when you guys are calmer,” she said, turning to her parents. “Give us a call. I’m living with Rob now, so you know where to reach us. And we’re always happy to talk,” she added, “but this clearly isn’t the right time.”

With those words, the brunette swept out the door regally, elegant and composed, her gauzy pregnancy dress billowing in the breeze. Although I was still mad as hell, I had to admire Mandy’s diplomacy, the deft way she was able to step away, and yet still leave the door open. Because the girl was only eighteen, it should have been Mandy flying off the handle and screaming epithets, but instead she’d comported herself like an adult, mature and calm.

And I’ve never been so proud. Because this is the woman for me, the mother of my child, the female that I hope to have a life with. I haven’t told her yet but there’s a diamond ring in my desk, down in the bottom drawer where I keep boring shit. Then again, that boring stuff is crucial stuff – bank account passwords, birth certificates, social security cards, and soon, I’m hoping, a marriage certificate.

So I kissed Mandy as we lay in bed, chest heaving, dick still semi-hard although I’d just spurted into her body.

“You were wonderful today, sweetheart,” I rumbled. “Absolutely amazing.”

“Thanks,” she sighed, curvy body sated, gleaming under the low lights. “Thank you. I hope Ray and Linda come around, I mean, they are my parents,” she added meaningfully.

I grunted.

“And my best friends,” I added. “Your dad and I have been buddies forever.”

“That’s true,” she commented thoughtfully. “You know Rob …” Her voice trailed off.

“What is it honey?” I was willing to do anything for her, jump through rings of fire, put my fortune on the line, I’d do anything for this woman.

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