capable of and Bianca, well she just doesn’t engage. She doesn’t care. I can’t imagine being a parent and not caring about your child. They’re a product of you and your partner, isn’t that supposed to be best of both worlds in your eyes?
I walk out the front door, slamming it as I leave. I hope they’re staring at each other ticking off each and every mistake they made with me. Eighteen years of raising someone and it’ll all be for nothing.
At the end of my driveway is a black stretch limousine. The driver is at back door, waiting for me. Josie has no idea about this or my plans for tonight. I like that I’m going to surprise her or maybe she expects it. It doesn’t matter because the look on her beautiful face will be worth it. In the back there’s a dozen long stem roses and a bottle of champagne. We’ll go to dinner first before picking up Katelyn and Mason. As fun as double dates are, I want to be alone with my girl for a bit.
The car pulls up to the Prestons and I’m out and hurrying up their walk way before the driver can get out. It’s not protocol, I get that, but I’m eager to see her. I knock once and Mr. Preston opens the door, allowing me in.
He pats me on the shoulder. “She’ll be right out. You know how she likes to make you wait.”
“Yeah I do,” I acknowledge. He stands next to me, waiting for a different reason. I try to put myself in his shoes and can’t. I can’t imagine my teenage daughter about to walk out of her room for prom for the last time.
I look up when her bedroom door opens. She steps out into the hallway and I swear there’s a halo over her head because she looks like an angel. I swallow hard as she gets closer and quickly change my assessment. She’s no angel. She’s like Athena, the Greek Goddess of war, dressed to take any man that looks at her to slaughter.
“Holy…” I shake the cobwebs from my eyes and refocus. Her dress is white, contrasting perfectly with her tan skin and hangs from her body in all the right places. My eyes wander over her body, noticing the slit up the side much like her homecoming dress. The sides of her dress are missing giving me a clear shot of her boobs.
“Turn around?” I say huskily, afraid to look at Mr. Preston. He has to know I’m eye fucking his daughter into oblivion. Screw prom, we’re going straight to the hotel so I can put her on the table and just stare at her all night. Josie turns slowly showing me the back of her dress. It swoops down, leaving her back fully exposed. I discretely adjust myself when she turns back to face me. I step forward and wrap one her of her curls around my finger.
“Holy fuck, Jojo. I don’t know how I’m going to keep it PG,” I whisper to her, hoping her parents can’t hear me.
“Who says you have to?”
I shake my head. “Damn girl you’re a walking textbook of sins and I’m about to commit each and every one of them.” She laughs, throwing her head back. I pull her white and gold corsage from it sits box. Now I know why she said gold. It’s perfect.
“Pictures?” her mom requests. I take her hand and bring it to my lips and kiss her. We turn and face her mom and smile, making a memory that I’m sure I’ll never forget. “You guys look so beautiful together,” she says as her camera clicks. We pose for various photos before we head to the car.
With her hand in mine, I open the front door and pull her behind me. She freezes, letting out a gasp. “What’s wrong, Josie?”
“You rented a limo?”
“Of course, it’s our last prom. We have to go out in style.”
“You’re crazy, Liam Westbury.”
“Crazy about you.” I pull her to my lips quickly. “Come on babe, we have memories to make.”
“L et the party begin,” I yell, walking into the country club. After dinner we stopped and picked up Mason and Katelyn, who had their own provisions and we proceeded to drink as much as we could before we arrived.
Katelyn and Josie are giggling at me, which
I walk out the front door, slamming it as I leave. I hope they’re staring at each other ticking off each and every mistake they made with me. Eighteen years of raising someone and it’ll all be for nothing.
At the end of my driveway is a black stretch limousine. The driver is at back door, waiting for me. Josie has no idea about this or my plans for tonight. I like that I’m going to surprise her or maybe she expects it. It doesn’t matter because the look on her beautiful face will be worth it. In the back there’s a dozen long stem roses and a bottle of champagne. We’ll go to dinner first before picking up Katelyn and Mason. As fun as double dates are, I want to be alone with my girl for a bit.
The car pulls up to the Prestons and I’m out and hurrying up their walk way before the driver can get out. It’s not protocol, I get that, but I’m eager to see her. I knock once and Mr. Preston opens the door, allowing me in.
He pats me on the shoulder. “She’ll be right out. You know how she likes to make you wait.”
“Yeah I do,” I acknowledge. He stands next to me, waiting for a different reason. I try to put myself in his shoes and can’t. I can’t imagine my teenage daughter about to walk out of her room for prom for the last time.
I look up when her bedroom door opens. She steps out into the hallway and I swear there’s a halo over her head because she looks like an angel. I swallow hard as she gets closer and quickly change my assessment. She’s no angel. She’s like Athena, the Greek Goddess of war, dressed to take any man that looks at her to slaughter.
“Holy…” I shake the cobwebs from my eyes and refocus. Her dress is white, contrasting perfectly with her tan skin and hangs from her body in all the right places. My eyes wander over her body, noticing the slit up the side much like her homecoming dress. The sides of her dress are missing giving me a clear shot of her boobs.
“Turn around?” I say huskily, afraid to look at Mr. Preston. He has to know I’m eye fucking his daughter into oblivion. Screw prom, we’re going straight to the hotel so I can put her on the table and just stare at her all night. Josie turns slowly showing me the back of her dress. It swoops down, leaving her back fully exposed. I discretely adjust myself when she turns back to face me. I step forward and wrap one her of her curls around my finger.
“Holy fuck, Jojo. I don’t know how I’m going to keep it PG,” I whisper to her, hoping her parents can’t hear me.
“Who says you have to?”
I shake my head. “Damn girl you’re a walking textbook of sins and I’m about to commit each and every one of them.” She laughs, throwing her head back. I pull her white and gold corsage from it sits box. Now I know why she said gold. It’s perfect.
“Pictures?” her mom requests. I take her hand and bring it to my lips and kiss her. We turn and face her mom and smile, making a memory that I’m sure I’ll never forget. “You guys look so beautiful together,” she says as her camera clicks. We pose for various photos before we head to the car.
With her hand in mine, I open the front door and pull her behind me. She freezes, letting out a gasp. “What’s wrong, Josie?”
“You rented a limo?”
“Of course, it’s our last prom. We have to go out in style.”
“You’re crazy, Liam Westbury.”
“Crazy about you.” I pull her to my lips quickly. “Come on babe, we have memories to make.”
“L et the party begin,” I yell, walking into the country club. After dinner we stopped and picked up Mason and Katelyn, who had their own provisions and we proceeded to drink as much as we could before we arrived.
Katelyn and Josie are giggling at me, which
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