Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 87911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Yeah. Me and her, doing something together.”
Lily put the peppers into her trolley and frowned. She opened her mouth and closed it. “Why are you asking me?”
“You’re her mother.”
“Yes, and you’re not going to be dating me. You’re going to be dating my daughter. You see the problem here?”
“I know, but Chloe and me, we’ve not had a good start.”
“Believe me I know, and I can’t say that I blame her.” Lily tilted her head to the side.
He didn’t know why he thought this would be a good idea. Getting her mother to like him would only allow Chloe to trust him more, right?
“We haven’t always been close.”
“I know you bullied my daughter, Alfie, and I’m not going to give you permission to date my daughter. I don’t trust you.”
“I’m proving to you that I care. That I’ve changed.”
“No one does that quick a turnaround. Believe me, I know about men and their behavior. You want to date my daughter, fine. You will come to dinner tonight. You and your father and I will see if you have the right personality for my girl.”
“Seriously? You’re going to do this right now? When I’m proving to you that I’m different. I help her at school. I’m stopping all the bullying.”
“That I imagine you helped to start in the first place. I’m not blind to everything going on, Alfie. I’ve given you the conditions for you to date her. Take them or leave them. I will never be the one to encourage my daughter to go on a date with her bully. Not now, not ever.”
Alfie watched her as she grabbed the shopping cart and moved on. This wasn’t exactly what he had planned.
Fuck!
Shit!
Cock!
Balls!
Chasing after Lily, he stood beside her. “You’re not going to budge on this?”
“Nope, I am not. Tell me, Alfie, will I be cooking for four or two?”
He gritted his teeth. “Four.”
“You better check with your father first in case he won’t make it.”
“He’ll make it.” Alfie had no doubt he’d use any excuse to be with Lily, including his intended dinner date. Dialing his father, he waited for Eagle to pick up.
“What is it, son?”
“Dad, will you be available to have dinner tonight with Lily and Chloe, and myself?”
“Dinner?”
“Yes. She’s offered to cook.”
“Give me the phone,” Lily said.
He didn’t exactly get a chance to tell her no, so he watched her.
“Hey, Eagle, Lily here. So your son asked to date my daughter, and well, I’ve got a bit of an issue. I know I should give him the benefit of the doubt, but I figured a nice dinner with all of us. I can judge myself. Seven o’clock sound good to you? Yes, excellent. I’ll put your son back on.”
He was given the phone. “Hey, Dad.”
“You better not fuck this up. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, I hear you. Loud and fucking clear.”
“Language,” Lily said.
“You heard her. You better watch your language.” Eagle hung up.
“Be a gem for me and go and grab me some maple syrup. I’m out.”
Pulling up Ian’s details he sent him a message.
Alfie: Not tonight. Change of plans.
Ian: Dude, seriously? She turned you down.
Alfie: The mother did and she won’t let me date her unless I prove to her I’m legit. I’ve got dinner with dad and her, and her mother.
Riley: You really think this is worth it?
Alfie: Where are you?
Riley: At Ian’s. We were waiting for you to tell us what was going down.
Ian: Clearly nothing is.
Riley: If your dad is involved, this could end badly for all of us.
Alfie: I can’t back down now and stop showing an interest. It would look fucking odd.
Alfie had wondered if he should stop with the whole bullshit of trying to date Chloe and just stick it out being nice to her.
This was starting to become more exhausting than it needed to be, and now with his father knowing, it wasn’t going to end well.
He had to stop this farce.
Ian: Then I say we just stick to you being nice to her. Maybe we all are, and wait it out.
Riley: Are we really that scared of your dad?
Ian: Dude, he’s the fucking prez of the Satan’s Crew MC. He gets to decide if we’re in or out. I’m not going to risk my patch for a chance to make some chick look like a slut.
Alfie: I’ve got to go. Talk later.
He put his cell phone away, grabbing the maple syrup. He didn’t know what to do anymore.
The plan had been to fuck Chloe and to show the entire school her naked and for all to see. It was a classic and of course to make the last part of her high school year a misery. She thought she was better than all of them. Well, he was going to prove to the entire town she wasn’t.
She was just a regular chick with a pussy and needs.