10. Roman
Ten
Roman
It’s Friday night, and Dad and Melissa are cooking out on the grill. I have to admit, I was shocked that he had gotten remarried, but I’ve never seen him so happy. The two of them balance each other out, much like me and Shelby.
Speaking of which, she’s not herself today. Something has been off with her all day. When I asked her what was wrong, she said “nothing.” I know enough about women to know she’s upset about something, but I don’t know how to fix it if I don’t know what the hell it is.
Soon she comes downstairs, dressed in a short dress that clings to her amazing curves and reveals way too much skin for my liking. I guess it’s okay, though, since it’s just the four of us. She smiles and walks past me to the door.
“Where are you going, Shelby?”
She glares at me, then smiles. “I’m going out on a date.”
I push off the wall. “What the fuck?” I yell.
“Roman!” Dad admonishes me.
The doorbell rings. She hesitantly opens it, revealing a tall, handsome motherfucker, way closer to her age than I am. Would he be better suited to her? Maybe. But no one will ever love her like I do. She is mine. It’s about time I make sure everyone knows it. I brush past her, pushing the guy back a few steps. “She’s taken. Back the fuck off and leave right now, before I beat the shit out of you.” I walk back in, slamming the door in his stunned face.
“That was so rude! What the hell, Roman?” Shelby yells at me.
I push her against the wall with my body. “You are mine! How many times have I told you that? How many times have I said that while I was balls deep inside your creamy little cunt?” I whisper against her ear before taking her mouth roughly with mine. After a few moments, she melts against me and kisses me back, wrapping her arms around my neck. A throat clears behind us, interrupting us, and reminding me that we aren’t alone.
“Son, what the hell is going on here?”
We turn to face our parents. “Dad, Shelby and I are together. I’m sorry if that’s weird for you, but it’s not changing, so you’re just going to have to deal with it. We’re going to my place to have a long overdue talk. We’ll see you soon.” I lift Shelby over my shoulder and carry her to my truck. We both look back to see our parents slack-jawed, their mouths hanging open in shock.
We drive for a few minutes before either of us says anything. Shelby is turned toward the window. I finally notice her shoulders shaking, and reach out to touch her. “Shelby, baby, I’m sorry. Please don’t cry.” She turns to me and I see that she’s laughing. I wasn’t expecting that. “You’re laughing? What’s so funny?”
“Did you see our parents? The look on their faces. I wish I’d taken a picture. I don’t think anyone has ever rendered Mom speechless before. Their mouths were just hanging open like this,” she demonstrates, laughing even harder.
The more I think about it, the funnier it is. By the time we get to the highway, we are both in stitches. It takes several minutes to finally get it out of our systems and calm down. Now it’s time to be serious.
“Okay, sugar. What the fuck was that shit all about? Why did you have a fucking “date?” If that motherfucker has touched you, I might have to kill him.”
She sighs, biting her fingernails. “I’m sorry. He wasn’t really a date. He’s my best friend, Angie’s boyfriend, Ross. I told her what was going on, and was worried that I was just convenient for you, and that maybe you weren’t as serious about me as I was about you. She said the best way to find how much you cared was to make you jealous, so she volunteered her boyfriend for the job. It was a stupid, immature thing to do. I’m so sorry. Please don’t hurt Ross. He’s head over heels for Angie, and only did it because she asked him to.”
I take in everything she has said. “You didn’t think I was serious about you? Why the fuck not?”
“I don’t know. You kept talking about sneaking around together. It’s been fun, but I don’t want to be a dirty little secret you hide from the world.”
I pull into my driveway and turn to her. “Have I not said you were mine?”
“Yes, but…”
“Have I not said I was going to fuck a baby into you?”
“Yes, but…”
“But, what?”
“But, I don’t know. Maybe guys just say those things?”
“No, baby. At least, this guy doesn’t. In case I didn’t make myself absolutely fucking clear, I love you . I’ve loved you since I first laid eyes on you, and I’ll love you till the day I die. I want you in my bed, in my house, and in my life. Not just for a few days. Forever. I want my ring on your finger and my baby in your belly as soon as fucking possible.”
“Oh, wow. I had no idea,” she says, through watery eyes. “I love you, too, Roman,” she says, kissing me hungrily.
“Thank god,” I say against her mouth. “Now, there’s the matter of your punishment.”
“My punishment? What did I do?”
“You tried to make me jealous, which worked way too fucking well. Be glad I didn’t kill that poor guy. I still need to punish you for it, though.”
“How?”
“You’ll see, darlin’. You’ll see.”