“Sure. We’ll talk when I get back and figure it out.”
“Have a good trip.” Sara gives me a hug. “See you guys later.”
On the drive home, I say to Garret, “I can’t believe Caleb’s dad showed up tonight.”
“I can’t believe Sara dated that guy.”
“She doesn’t have good self-esteem so she puts up with stuff she shouldn’t.”
He holds my hand. “If we have a daughter someday, we’re gonna make damn sure she feels good about herself so she doesn’t put up with guys like that.”
“With you as her dad, every guy she dates is going to seem like a loser. She’ll never be able to go out with anyone.”
“Good. Just the way I want it.”
He’s not joking. If we have a daughter, no guy will ever be good enough for her.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
33
GARRET
When we get home from the restaurant I turn on the TV, and the horror movie Jade made me take her to last year for her birthday is on.
“Jade, remember this one? It’s that shit movie you made us go to last year.”
“Yeah, I didn’t like that one.” She sits on my lap and slips her sweater off. Then she reaches behind her back and unhooks her bra and tosses it on the floor.
“Are we watching TV naked tonight?” My eyes go right to her breasts. It reminds me of Caleb staring at the waitress. Doesn’t matter what age we are, we can’t help ourselves. Our eyes just go there.
“I’m not really in the mood for TV.”
“I’m not either anymore.” I click the TV off. “So what brought this on?”
“What do you mean?” She stands up and turns around, her ass facing me as she takes her jeans off, leaving her in just her black string bikinis.
“You usually don’t want to have sex the second we get home.” I grab hold of her hips and pull her down on my lap.
“I do tonight.” She reaches back and strokes my face, her fingers landing on my lips.
“Any reason why?” I kiss each of her fingers as I cup her breast with my hand and slide my other hand down her stomach and under her bikinis.
She arches back at my touch. “I just got really turned on watching you tonight.”
“Watching me what?”
“Take down Brandon. You were a total badass. I liked it.”
“I was far worse in high school.”
“I like this version better.” She grinds her ass into me as I touch her, her arched back displaying her breasts right under my face. Fucking hot.
“We need to move to the bedroom,” I tell her.
She smiles, tilting her head to the side. “But I like it right here.”
“So do I.” I talk next to her ear. “But I’ve got too many clothes on for what I’d like to do to you.”