Author: Aileen Erin
Category: Paranormal
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“She’s my little girl. I don’t want her to grow up so fast,” Dad said. He wore the same clothes he was wearing today. Tears glistened in his eyes. “Can’t she wait?”
I jerked away from Mom’s touch. She was the only one with enough control to show me exactly what she wanted me to see and no more, but that I didn’t mean I wanted to see anything. It felt too intrusive.
“Is this where the party is?” Axel came out to the porch and handed me an ice-cold Diet Coke, breaking the tension. He was my savior when he wasn’t being a pain in my ass.
I popped the tab on the Coke, and took a long drink. I needed to consume more calories as a wolf, but I still liked diet sodas. I’d gotten used to the taste and regular Coke tasted wrong now.
He handed Dastien and Mom root beers and leaned against the railing on the porch. “So, what’s the drama now?”
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I rolled my eyes. “No drama.”
“You guys look pretty serious for a drama-free zone.”
I plucked the tab off my can and threw it at him. “Jerk.”
“Nerd,” he countered. “So, what’s up?”
“Nothing. We’re just talking about growing up.”
Axel made a face. “Yeah. That’s a mood-killer for sure.”
“Look. I know you’re worried, but nothing much is changing tonight,” Dastien said.
I scoffed. It seemed like a lot was changing tonight.
“We’re formalizing what’s already happened, so it’s like getting upset over the past. Not worth it. She doesn’t even have to move in with me.”
Uh, I was kind of looking forward to that, I said through our bond. And I wasn’t really going to tell them that part.
We have to be honest with them. You’re lucky to have two great parents who care about you, and they’re freaking out right now, so we have to be considerate.
What they don’t know won’t hurt them…
No. We’re not going to lie to them. I just think—
“They’re talking to each other in their heads.” Axel scrunched his nose. “They’re making all the faces they would if they were talking aloud, except without the words. It’s so fucking creepy.”
“Axel! Language!” Mom swatted his leg.
My cheeks burned. It felt like being caught doing something really intimate.
“Sorry. That was rude.” Dastien took the blame, but I was the one who’d started the conversation.
“My bad.” I took a long sip from my drink.
“Just don’t knock up my sister.”
I nearly spewed Diet Coke all over him.
Dastien patted my back as I nearly choked again. I was on a roll today. “Jesus, Axel. Shut up.”
“Who’s talking about knocking my daughter up?” Dad said as he stepped outside.
I groaned. If he owned a shotgun, I was pretty sure he’d be cocking it right about now. “No one is getting knocked up.” I’d need to have a sex life to get preggo and we hadn’t gone there yet.
And God. Could this be more embarrassing?
“Just be safe,” Mom said as she patted my hand.