Page 105 of Dare You to See Me

“You let Danté teach you how to ride? Oh for the love.” She smacks her forehead and I look at Dahlia with wide eyes.

She wasn’t supposed to let that tidbit of information get out.Ever!I don’t make it a habit to hide things from my wife, but sometimes it’s for her own good…and the protection of my balls.

Just then, the loud rumble of an engine pulls up our driveway and I seriously think God is fucking with me right now. Danté comes rolling in and when he stops his car, he doesn’t get out right away. I’m sure he’s debating just reversing out and hauling ass away from here. When the door finally swings open and he steps out, I can tell he’s putting on. the swagger of a man who can charm his way out of anything. Little does he know his niece let our secret slip.

“Hey gorgeous. You two off to the movies?” He throws her that devilish smirk that makes his face smolder and women forgetting their names.

“Don’t you gorgeous me. You were teaching my daughter how to ride a bike?”Soleil turns her anger on D and I breathe a little sigh of relief.

“Technically, I’m still teaching her. Mal thought it’d be better if the two of us were around to help.”

“Fuck D. Really?” I throw up my hands and pace.

“If I’m going down, so are you,” he states.

Dahlia laughs, Calix gags, and Soleil growls. A storm is brewing and I’m at the center of it.

“Mom. Please relax. I know exactly what to do. I have a helmet, and all my gear, and two out of three of the best riders in Cattywump Bay.” Dahlia turns off the engine that has been running all of this time and flips the kick stand.

“She’s actually a really good rider, Sunny.”Why is Danté talking?

“Mom,” Calix’s voice sounds scratchy and his tan skin begins to pale.

“D, you really aren’t helping matters,” I tell him.

“Mom.”

“Bro, you’re the one who asked me to come help.”

“Dad.”

“Uncle D hasn’t let me speed, and he said no tricks until he thinks I’m strong enough.”

“Tricks?! Are you kidding me, Dahlia Rose?”

“Doll face–”

“Dad.”

“Nuh uh. You can’t sweet talk yourself out of this one. You Dares think you only have to smile and all is forgiven.”

“We use the tools God has given us.” Danté winks and I seriously just want to punch him.

“Did you forget you’re a Dare too, Mom?”

“Dad.”

The cacophony of voices is worse than kindergarteners on the last day of school.

“Baby, I know we should’ve talked to you first but we knew you’d say no. So we thought–”

“You thought you’d sneak behind my back and do it anyhow.”

“Guys. Cal doesn’t look so good.”

“D.D.” Calix calls his sister D.D. for Dahlia Dare.

“Hey Cal. You okay buddy?”