I chuckle, lift her shirt up, and dip my head. She squirms slightly when my head reaches her breast, but she laughs because I give her another raspberry, but this time just above her other breast.
“Brent, you can’t do something to make me laugh while turning me on. My poor body’s confused already,” she says with a laugh. However, the remote has fallen onto the floor and her hands have made their way into my hair.
“You’re the one who’s been ignoring my efforts.”
“Maybe you should try harder.”
I grab her chin and turn her face to kiss her, which finally spurs her to react. She pulls my shirt up and over my head, tossing it onto the floor.
But I stop as I hear my front door open and hear, “Dad?” In one second flat, I stand up and see both Kayla and Logan as he closes the front door.
“Hey. We thought we’d come over to have breakfast with you and Gregory. I tried calling, but you didn’t answer, so I got worried and we definitely decided to come over. Where’s Gregory’s car? Did something happen to it?” Kayla finally finishes.
“I’ve already had breakfast and your brother isn’t here,” I say. I need to say something else because there’s no way I can keep her from seeing Jamie. The couch squeaks as Jamie tries to pull her shirt down and everyone hears it.
Logan seems to catch on to the situation before Kayla because he says, “Kayla, maybe we should go. I think we caught your dad at a bad time.”
“Is someone here with you, Dad? Why isn’t Gregory here?”
“He had plans with a friend.” I hold my hand out and Jamie shakes her head, but she has no choice at this point. After a second or two, she takes my hand and stands.
“Jamie?” Kayla’s eyes widen and her mouth hangs open. Her eyes quickly take in the fact that Jamie is wearing a pair of pajamas and her hair is a mess.
“You know her?” Logan asks.
“I have a class with her!” Kayla shouts. All of her anger and surprise directs not at me, but at Jamie. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“I’ve been seeing Jamie the last couple of weeks,” I calmly answer.
Again, Kayla doesn’t respond to me. “Are you kidding me? You could be my sister! He could be your dad! You realize that, right? What are you doing with him?”
“Kayla,” Logan tries to interject.
“No! This is ridiculous! What are you trying to do? Take advantage of him because he’s well off? Make him your sugar daddy? You probably couldn’t be faithful because you flirt with everyone in class.”
“What?” Jamie asks in confusion. “What are you talking about?”
Kayla turns to Logan, fakes a laugh, and grabs his arm. “Oh, Dax. Thank you so much. You’re a lifesaver.”
“That wasn’t flirting,” Jamie states plainly.
Kayla rolls her eyes, clearing not believing her. “There’s no reason for you to date my dad! It makes no sense! What’s next? Y’all are going to start a new family! Do you realize how stupid and crazy that sounds?”
“Kayla!” I’ve heard all I can hear of her rampage. “Leave.” My arm flies up and points to the door. Pain hits me right in the chest at seeing her stricken face. You’d think I slapped her, but she has crossed a line.
“Me?” Kayla questions in disbelief. “You’re asking me to leave instead of her!” She points at Jamie.
“Brent,” Jamie quietly starts, but I take her hand and squeeze it.
“You barged in here and disrespected my guest, so yes, I’m asking you to leave. We can get together later and talk about this, but you need to go and calm down.”
“Dad.” Her voice breaks on that one word. I nearly cave and change my mind right then and there.
“Come on, sweet cheeks,” Logan says softly, taking her hand. “Your dad is right. Let’s go.” He tugs on her hand until she follows him out of the house.
The moment they are gone, Jamie plops onto the couch and hides her face in her hands. “That was horrifying and terrible. She hates me and now, she’s upset with you.” She looks over at me as I sit next to her. “Brent, maybe we shouldn’t do this. Look at the trouble it’s caused.”
“You’re not going to give up on us already, are you? We just caught her off guard.”