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Story: Need You to Choose Me
His eyes light up. “I won’t say no to that.”
“Easy, Tiger. That was a one-time thing.”
Something flashes over his face. “One time, huh?”
Did he want it to be more? “I think that’s for the best, don’t you? You’re Sebastian’s friend. And I like you too much to use you.”
He scratches the side of his neck. “You’re probably right. Do you want to go get some ice cream? I know a place that will knock your tits off.”
I glance down at my chest before lifting my gaze. “That sounds painful.”
His lips stretch. “It’s worth it. Trust me.”
“I’ll follow you then,” I tell him, opening my car door.
He doesn’t go to his truck right away. “What they said in there was bullshit.”
I look at the ground. “I know.”
“That wasn’t fair to you.”
Again, I say, “I know.”
He nudges my foot with his. “I’m sorry. When Bash said your dad can be rough on you, I didn’t expect that.”
Why isheapologizing? “You’re not the one who should be sorry. But my dad…” I shrug. “He will never see that he should be. It is what it is.”
His lips twitch downward. “That isn’t how parents should treat their children.”
What can I say? I’m lucky like that.
“Take me to the ice cream, Hoffman,” I declare, sliding into the front seat. I smile up at him to show I’m fine.
And I am. Because I’ll be replaying the look on my father’s face when Bodhi told him off for the rest of the day. Maybe even the rest of the week.
It’s priceless.
The second I’m away from my father and his girlfriend my mood instantly lightens.
And Bodhi is right about the ice cream.
My tits will never be the same.
*
Mom unleashes hellon my father after I recount the happenings of my day, and I don’t feel bad about the heated phone call that doesn’t sound fun. It’s the least he deserves.
When I’m safely closed into my room, I pull out my cell and let Sebastian know I survived thanks to Bodhi.
Seb:How did it go?
Me:Like it always does
Me:Pretty sure Mom just offered to marry Dad again just so she can divorce him and take more of his stuff LOL
Me:But Bodhi helped. Thanks for the save
Seb:Sorry Dad is a dick
“Easy, Tiger. That was a one-time thing.”
Something flashes over his face. “One time, huh?”
Did he want it to be more? “I think that’s for the best, don’t you? You’re Sebastian’s friend. And I like you too much to use you.”
He scratches the side of his neck. “You’re probably right. Do you want to go get some ice cream? I know a place that will knock your tits off.”
I glance down at my chest before lifting my gaze. “That sounds painful.”
His lips stretch. “It’s worth it. Trust me.”
“I’ll follow you then,” I tell him, opening my car door.
He doesn’t go to his truck right away. “What they said in there was bullshit.”
I look at the ground. “I know.”
“That wasn’t fair to you.”
Again, I say, “I know.”
He nudges my foot with his. “I’m sorry. When Bash said your dad can be rough on you, I didn’t expect that.”
Why isheapologizing? “You’re not the one who should be sorry. But my dad…” I shrug. “He will never see that he should be. It is what it is.”
His lips twitch downward. “That isn’t how parents should treat their children.”
What can I say? I’m lucky like that.
“Take me to the ice cream, Hoffman,” I declare, sliding into the front seat. I smile up at him to show I’m fine.
And I am. Because I’ll be replaying the look on my father’s face when Bodhi told him off for the rest of the day. Maybe even the rest of the week.
It’s priceless.
The second I’m away from my father and his girlfriend my mood instantly lightens.
And Bodhi is right about the ice cream.
My tits will never be the same.
*
Mom unleashes hellon my father after I recount the happenings of my day, and I don’t feel bad about the heated phone call that doesn’t sound fun. It’s the least he deserves.
When I’m safely closed into my room, I pull out my cell and let Sebastian know I survived thanks to Bodhi.
Seb:How did it go?
Me:Like it always does
Me:Pretty sure Mom just offered to marry Dad again just so she can divorce him and take more of his stuff LOL
Me:But Bodhi helped. Thanks for the save
Seb:Sorry Dad is a dick
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