“Ava.” That caused her to finally put the food down and fix me with a calculating look.
“Okay.” she said, before taking a deep breath. “I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m not exactly the possessive type. But I do expect the guy I’m with to be faithful. Now, that being said, what you told me in the hospital was mostly true. I am going to leave for Northwestern in four months, and I’m gonna be away for three years before I get my degree and can join Daddy’s company. But I won’t be gone for four years. I’m going into the JD-MBA program. Double the course load, but it takes ‘only’ three years.”
I swallowed my comment about three years not being that much better than four. It didn’t seem necessary anyways, as her eyes had taken on a rather regretful look. Though, it vanished after a few seconds before she continued with newfound resolve.
“I plan on holding on to you. After all, since you put Craig in his place, half the cheer team wants you too. And I’m the one who got you.” she chuckled.
“Who’s Craig?” I asked, confused, not necessarily surprised about the second part. I knew that since Ava had told me how they asked for my number and relationship status.
“Kathy’s boyfriend?” she tried to elaborate, but saw equal confusion in my eyes. “The guy who tried to make fun of you for only having one girlfriend so far.”
“Oh! That guy!” I called out. “But what does all that have to do with Ava?”
“Well ... Look.” she sighed. “Ava’s been my best friend since we were in kindergarten. She’s like a sister to me. And, as I said before, I can’t really blame her if she wants to be with you after what you did for her. So ... how about ... I give you a limited hall pass?”
“You ... what?” I was stunned.
“I’m not gonna tell you what to do. Whether you want to go down that road with Ava will be your decision. But IF you find yourself ... tempted ... you have my blessing. At least she can’t steal you away from me. Not like you two could marry.” she grinned. Then her grin turned mischievous. “And, maybe ... Well, it wouldn’t be the first time Ava and I have some fun together.”
“You and Ava!?” I asked incredulously. I knew Ava had boyfriends over the years, but I never knew she had a girlfriend.
“Girls like to experiment sometimes.” she shrugged her shoulders. “Anyway, it’s your decision. But you don’t exactly look like the thought appalls you.”
I had to find an excuse. And fast! I couldn’t very well tell her that Ava had already spent quite a few nights in my bed as my literal cumdumpster.
“Well, it was hard not thinking about it during the last week, after you pointed it out.” That part wasn’t even a lie. Since she pointed it out, I had thought much more about it than before. “And I could see that you weren’t wrong.”
“Really. Is that so.” she grinned again, and I got the impression she was thinking about ways to tease me about it.
“So ... are we, like, official now?”
“I’d say we are, Muffin.” God, she had a gorgeous smile!
“You sure that’s what you want? I’ll be working a lot.” I reminded her.
“I know, and I’m not complaining.” she said firmly, and noticed the doubt in my eyes. “Look, I thought about that already. You told me in the hospital that you’re working about seventy hours each week. But that’s including the almost forty hours in School, right? So, by the time I’m back from Northwestern, you’ll have settled into a nice nine-to-five. Then I’ll be the one who’s probably working longer hours than you, while Daddy’s showing me the ropes in his firm.”
“Awwww.” I laughed. “You make it sound so romantic!”
“Oh, you want romance?” she asked with raised eyebrows before nodding as if to concede. “Okay. Ava told me that she and your Mom are basically depending on you right now. And that they probably will depend on you at least until the divorce is through. And I have to admit, seeing you step up and provide for your family...” she leaned towards me to whisper the next part. “ ... kinda makes me want to lose the condom the next time you mount me.”
I blinked at her for a moment, surprised by that brazen statement. For a split second, I wondered how choosing a father for her children based on his ability to provide was in any way romantic. But then I remembered how rich that girl was. She didn’t need my money at all. She was simply telling me that she was willing to start a family with me, and it fucking floored me for a moment!
“In that case I need to start making plans for Saturday.” I proclaimed.
“Why? What’s Saturday?”
“Valentines Day.” I reminded her, and her eyes got wide. “How about we go on a proper date? I think it’s high time.”
We did not finish our meal. Instead, after hearing my plan to take her out on our first date, she moved seats in favor of sitting in my lap. Two minutes later, she had me so hot again that I simply grabbed her, carried her into the bedroom, and we resumed our activities from earlier.
