Bad Uncle Too

“I gotta shower, I stink of you and me.” She didn’t seem too put out by it as she dropped her clothes on the way to the shower. I don’t know why I was dumb enough to follow her in there.

Half an hour she was draining my balls and I was promising myself that next time I’d pull out. Her girly ass wanted to hold hands as we drove, or at least that’s what I convinced myself of as drove into town an hour later.

For a small town diner this place is always packed, especially in the summer, when no one wants to cook in this heat. So I wasn’t surprised to find the parking lot full.

She held my hand all the way to the door and I didn’t think anything of it. “What’s good here? I’m starving, you drained all my energy.”

“Learn to keep up, and to answer your question, pretty much everything here is good.” I opened the door for her and followed her in to greetings from the patrons who all pretty much knew each other.

17

We found a table by the window and sat as the waitress came over with our water and menus. “Hi Cade haven’t seen you in a while. I was about to send out a search party. And who’s this? Your niece?”

Pam put her hand on my shoulder as she asked with a smile and Sydney shot fire at her with her eyes from across the table.

Fuck me why did I come here? How could I forget that I’d fucked damn near half the town and that this was not a good fucking idea?

A look around showed that we were the center of attention and she was still staring daggers into Pam. “Uh…” Why the fuck did I tell everyone that my niece was coming to visit?

Of course they knew there was no blood relation between us, that she was the beloved daughter of a friend, but now the whole damn town’s gonna know I’m fucking my niece when I keep her here.

I had no hope of escaping this shit, because one of the other reasons this place is so popular is because it’s the local watering hole. “No, I’m not his niece.”

Well, shit! Her tone and the look she threw up had Pam removing her hand and disappearing quickly. No doubt she was headed into the back to tell the whole damn world my shit.

I opened my menu even though I couldn’t see a damn word and I knew the shit by heart anyway. I felt like a damn teenager. She’d turned that look on me but I was pretending not to notice.

“Have you decided?”

“How about your balls, boiled in a stew with a side order of your worthless dick?” I don’t know why I found that shit so funny but I almost fell out the damn booth I was laughing so hard.

She wasn’t smiling though. “Oh you were serious? Sorry, I didn’t realize.” I got my laughter under control and took a sip of water.

Poor Pam sent someone else to take the table and thank fuck this wasn’t one of mine. “Hi Betty.” Betty was a hundred and ten if she was day, no way the crazy one sitting across from me could find fault with her.

We ordered, both of us going for burgers and fries with tea. She kept giving me looks and I just relaxed back against the soft leather seat and looked right back at her.

“Problem?”

“How many?”

“How many what?” Is it my imagination or is this a completely different person sitting across from me? Fucking women.

Gone was my little coquette and in her place was a fire-breathing dragon. “How many of them did you sleep with?”

“You wanna talk about this here?” I didn’t take my eyes off of hers as we both played with our water glasses. She looked more like she wanted to throw the contents in my face than drink it though.

“Fine, we’ll talk when we get home.” What the fuck? Do all women lose their damn minds when they get dick for the first time?

“If I feel like it.” I looked away from her feeling just a little bit angry at her tone. It was obvious she was pissed, spoilt little brat that she is but I wasn’t about to have showdown with her here.

I’ll tell you one thing, I never knew a pout had so many characteristics. She pouted all through dinner and this one was not cute in the least. She looked like she’d killed me off ten times in her head in the hour or so we sat there.

Since she was being a pain in the ass I refused to hold her hand when we left. I helped her short ass into the truck but slammed the door without buckling her in.

I didn’t even look at her as we made the short trip back. How the hell could I forget that she was just a kid? One, who obviously, hadn’t yet learned how to control, her emotions.