Page 27 of Filthy Uncle To Go

“Yeah, I like her,” I say, taking another sip. “A lot.”

“You’ve gotta tell me more about this chick,” Liam presses. “Why are you being so fucking mysterious?”

“No reason, really,” I say casually. “Except that she’s a college student,” I begin.

“She’s in college?” he asks, expression incredulous. I nod, still staring into my glass. Then he claps me on the back. “Way to go, Drake! My man, the young ones are the best. Their bodies are still firm, and everything on them is where it’s supposed to be. Plus, in college means she’s old enough for you to fuck her hard, so that’s a plus too.”

I shake my head. My friend is such a dirty asshole, but it’s not that simple – her age isn’t the only factor in this problematic equation. The rest of it all is on the tip of my tongue, but I can’t bring myself to say it. Who wants to admit that they’re sleeping with their niece? It’s much more complicated than that, but I need a drink first to help me say what I need to say.

“Why the long face, bro?” Liam asks. “Shit, does your girl have any friends? I love them young ones,” he adds, already rubbing his hands with glee. “Come on, man. Tell me. You’re starting to worry me.”

I sigh heavily. This guy is such a dick. “There’s something else about her,” I hedge.

Immediately he goes serious.

“What is it?” he asks, staring intensely at me. “Does she have herpes?”

I scowl.

“No, she doesn’t have herpes. She’s...” I pause. “She’s actually my niece,” I finish.

“Come on, bro,” he chuckles. “Tell me the truth.”

“Thatisthe truth,” I say. “I’m not joking.” His eyes grow wide, making me feel like the biggest douchebag on the planet.

“Dude, are you serious? Your fuckingniece? You’re fucking your niece?” he exclaims.

“It’s not as bad as it sounds,” I say, but my friend won’t hear it.

“You better have a damn good explanation because it sounds rancid,” he says. He motions toward the bartender.

“Yes?” she asks as she walks over to us.

“We’re going to need another round of drinks, ASAP,” he announces.

“Right away,” she says as she pours rum into our glasses, followed by soda.

Maybe I shouldn’t have sprung this on my friend in a public place because usually, Liam’s a cool, laid back guy, but I think my confession just shook his entire foundation. He chugs half of his drink before the bartender makes it to the other side of the bar. Once she’s far enough away from us, I resume the conversation.

“Jenna isn’treallymy niece. We aren’t biologically related, actually,” I explain.

“Who the hell is this girl again?” he asks.

“She’sNaomi’sniece. Naomi’s younger brother adopted Jenna when she was a baby,” I say.

“Wait a minute. So she’s your late wife’s younger brother’s adopted daughter?” he asks.

“It’s a mouthful, but yes,” I admit.

“Have you slept with her yet?” he immediately asks. I hesitate. I don’t want to admit that I took the innocent girl’s virginity. “Well?” he demands.

“Yeah,” I admit.

“And how old is she again?” he asks.

“She’s twenty, a grown woman now. A beautiful, intelligent, and incredible woman. She’s not like the women I’m used to. Jenna’s perfect in every way, and she blows me away with her intellect and goodness. Not to mention the mind-blowing sex we’ve been having every night.”

Liam is still shaking his head in wonder.