My stomach felt sick as I stole a look at the truck that was parked in front of Taylor’s car. “Your father is here?”
She squeezed my hands. “Looks like you get to meet my parents. Ya
y!”
My mouth fell open as I looked back at her. “Yay? Did you really just say yay? Your father is going to kill me.”
Taylor hit me on the chest lightly. “Don’t be silly. He’ll be . . . happy.”
“Uh-huh. Oh, I’m sure he will be. The man who took your virginity, broke your heart, then came back in and had hot passionate sex with you twice today and now has wicked plans to make you come every possible way imaginable tonight.”
“Oh God. Jase, I want you so much right now.”
Pushing her hands away from me, I took a step away. “No! If he sees the way you’re looking at me, he’ll cut my dick off, and I’m rather fond of my dick.”
Her tongue slowly traveled across her upper teeth as she softly said, “I’m rather fond of it as well.”
And there went the betraying bastard. Jumping around in my pants like he hadn’t seen enough action today. Greedy cock.
“Taylor?”
Spinning on her heels, Taylor grabbed my hand and pulled me along after her. I couldn’t hear anything from my heart pounding in my ears.
“Daddy! Mom! What are y’all doing here?”
Shit! What is his name? Bill. No, that’s not right.
Taylor’s father glared at me as he replied, “We thought we’d come and check out where our daughter had decided to move in the flash of a second.”
Brody? Bryan! No . . . fuck. Brock. Benji? What the fuck, Jase!
“Daddy, this is Jase. Jase Morris.”
Brantly. Brendon.
“Jase, this is my father.”
Taylor’s father stuck his hand out as I saw my whole life flash before my eyes.
“Mr. Atwood, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
He gripped the hell out of my hand as I tried not to show the pain. “So, you’re the boy my daughter has been pining over for the last few months. Crazy you’ll now be living less than an hour away from her. How lucky for us.”
The lump in my throat kept me from saying a word. Taylor dropped my hand and balled her fists as she stood directly in front of her father.
“Dad! I can’t even believe how rude you’re being right now.”
“Why? This kid is the reason you’ve lost your damn mind, isn’t he?”
The woman standing next to him I assumed was Taylor’s mom. She hit him lightly on the chest. “Brad, stop acting like this.”
“Brad!” I shouted as I snapped my fingers and smiled. All eyes were now on me. “Oh. I was trying to remember what your first name was, sir.”
Rolling his eyes, Brad turned to Taylor’s mom.
“Jase, this is my mother, Amanda. Mom, this is Jase.”
Amanda walked up and held her hand out for me. “It’s a pleasure to meet you ma’am.”