The Hookup Mix-up

Perry

We decide I’m the one who is going to pick Dad up at the hospital and take him to the hotel. His wife, Marie, is flying out soon. Once we knew he would be okay, she didn’t rush—to give him time with us, I think. I have to admit, I’m nervous as fuck. My stomach is twisting, and I’ve almost vomited three times on the way over. Maybe it should have been Ty and me together? I’d made the suggestion but hadn’t pushed when he said he was busy and it should be just me. That’s Ty’s way of giving me and our dad time together, and I’m thankful for that and also scared as fuck.

For a lot of reasons. We don’t even know each other, for one, and…I look at my vehicle. On the whole, I’m not the kind of guy who’s embarrassed of the things I have or don’t have, but the thought of Montgomery Langley in my small, beat-up car is slightly horrifying.

Or maybe it’s more that I’m nervous I’m going to have a real conversation with my father for the first time. I’m going to be open and honest and work toward having a relationship with him the way Ty does. I’m still trying to wrap my head around it and wish I’d kidnapped my puppy so he could be here with me. Things are a lot easier with him by my side.