Page 39 of Don't Call Me Daddy
Mom
Oh, stop being dramatic. I expect you to be at dinner tonight. We’re celebrating, and you’re a part of this family whether you want to be or not.
Jett
I have work. Sorry.
Mom
Figure it out.
Jett
Mom, you won’t even notice I’m not there. Leo doesn’t even care.
Leo
I’d really like your support, Jett.
Mom
Aw! I love to see my boys getting along.
Jett
Bastard. I’ll see what I can do, but I’m not making any promises.
Roman
It’s Sunday. You normally close an hour early anyway because you’re so slow.
Jett
Thank you, Rome. That’s quite helpful.
Mom
I can’t wait to have all my boys together! We’ll take the group photo tonight since Jett will be there, so dress nice!
Jett
Fantastic. I can’t wait.
Leo
That makes two of us then.
Luka
I’m going back to sleep now.
I pocket my phone as I head upstairs to my office. Maybe I can squeeze in a couple of hours of work now that I know my evening is being hijacked by my family. When I turn the corner,I crash into Ivy. The smell of her shampoo disorients me—that and the fact that she’s covered by nothing but a small towel clasped around her breasts.
“Sorry.” I steady her, placing my hands on her still-damp arms and then quickly pull them away.
She gives me a sly smile. “Where are you off to in such a hurry?”
“I’ve got some work to catch up on.” I nod in the direction of my office. “Listen, my mom’s planning a dinner for us tonight. To celebrate our engagement. It’s just family, I think. Do you think you can be ready to leave by five thirty?”
