Page 80 of Dream Girl
“You should probably choose a different parting phrase,” I laughed. “Unless, you’re…” They were at that age, and we had those talks.
“Oh, my fuck, no.” Her look went aghast. “We’re just friends.”
“Sure,” Wes teased.
Riley flipped him off. “Shut the fuck up.”
“He seems nice,” Grace whispered.
“He does. You have a lot of classes together, right?” I prodded.
“We’re both freshmen.” She rolled her eyes.
The young server came by with our food. “Aww, you have such a cute family.”
“When did we start looking old enough to be Ri’s dads?” Wes asked, after she left.
“Four dads. I’ve never seen that,” Grace murmured.
“His pack is massive,” Riley replied. “He’s a day student. It’s not that uncommon. You grew up fundie or someplace where there are no packs?”
Grace blinked. “My parents were pretty conservative.”
Right, at some point we’d need a backstory for Grace.
The lights dimmed, and we watched our movie and ate our food. Grace got her popcorn, and Wes decided to feed it to both of us.
Partway through the movie, my phone kept vibrating. I peeked at it.
Work
I know it’s your day off, but there’s stuff going on with Rose. Can you come in?
Me
At the movies. Is it an emergency?
Work
It can wait.
Me
I’ll come by soon.
“Everything okay?” Wes whispered, leaning into me asI put my phone away.
“Work, I need to swing by after the movie,” I whispered back.
We finished the movie, and I stood in the lobby texting, waiting for Riley and Grace to return from the bathroom.
Wes wrapped his arms around me. “Ri has aboyfriend?”
“She’s fifteen.” I nodded. “I should have another talk with her about healthy relationships.”
Her test had come back confirming she was a theta, so things were going to be different for her–especially relationships.
“Have fun with that,” Wes snorted. “One of the dads is famous.”
