Holly: I want to see you too.
Everette: So? Can you?
Holly: I guess I can be naughty for you…
Everette: That’s what I was hoping.
The time had come. There was no way to avoid it. I really did want to see Everette—regardless of what his reaction was. He definitely wasn’t going to be expecting the bombshell I was about to drop. He thought I would be sneaking over to his place for something much different than a baby revelation, that was for sure. I was still exhausted, and it would be a couple of hours before my parents went to bed at the earliest, so I set an alarm on my phone. I couldn’t use the ringer, so I set it to vibrate and held it in my hands as I closed my eyes. It was a true testament to my fatigue that I could actually go to sleep with all of the nervous energy swirling around inside me, but it didn’t take long.
Two hours later
“Huh?” I opened my eyes when I felt the phone vibrate. “Oh, right.”
Are my parents asleep?
Their bedroom door was cracked, and the light was off. I didn’t see any lights on downstairs. That seemed to confirm they were asleep—or at least in bed. I changed into my clothes and did my best impression of a ninja as I crept downstairs. The front door was the quickest way to Everette’s house, but the back door was quieter, so I chose that option. I carefully made my way to his house, sent him a text message to let him know I was there and waited for him to open the front door. It only took a few seconds for him to appear, and the smile on his face—a smile that was for me—made everything inside me melt into a puddle.
“Damn, I’ve missed you.” Everette wrapped me up in a hug and kissed me.
The kiss seemed to take all of the worry away—any man that could kiss me like that wouldn’t be upset if he found out our passion had resulted in a miracle. I just had to tell him the truth. The kiss was a lot more passionate than any of the othe
rs we had shared—even the first one. His hands moved along my back, squeezed my ass, and pulled me closer. I could feel his cock getting hard against my stomach. He tried to pull me inside the house, but I wasn’t ready—I didn’t want the kiss to end. It just stripped away everything that had been bothering me since I first saw the plus sign on the pregnancy test—and while I believed he was going to have a positive reaction, the lingering fear was still making me hesitate—I could put that feeling in abeyance as long as his lips kept crushing mine.
“What the hell is going on here!?” An angry voice pierced the night air—it snapped me away from Everette—it snapped me in half.
“Dad!?” I spun around in confusion.
“Holly Abigail Pierce, you get back to the house right now!” He power-stomped up the steps and grabbed me by the arm.
“Mr. Pierce—let me explain…” Everette’s face was flushed with shock.
“You!?” The anger was practically dripping off my father’s words. “You stay the hell away from my daughter!”
“Wait, dad—hold on…” I tried to raise an objection, but I got the angriest glare I had ever seen in response.
“No, you’re going back home. You’re going back to bed—where you’re supposed to be!” He pulled me down the steps and started walking back to our house.
I guess I’ve already ruined Thanksgiving—and I didn’t even get a chance to tell Everette the truth…
Chapter Fifteen
Everette
“Mr. Pierce! Please, let’s talk about this!” I ran down the steps after him.
He didn’t stop. He just kept pulling his daughter across my lawn—to his lawn—and then into the house. Holly looked back at me one more time before they went inside the house, and I saw tears in her eyes. The door slammed and the night got eerily quiet. There was no way I could leave things like that. I cared about his daughter—and I knew why he reacted the way he did—but he needed to know what was really going on. I didn’t know how to tell him I had fallen in love with his daughter, especially since the math wouldn’t be in my favor. I moved in while he was on vacation—I literally only had a couple of days with her. Revealing how much I cared about Holly would require me to tell him that I had visited her in Arizona—that we had been talking since she had been gone.
Fuck it; I’m not going to stand out here like an idiot while she shoulders all of his wrath. If he wants to punch me in the face, then I might as well give him a target.
I ran to Holly’s house and started beating on the front door. There was no response at first—but I could hear yelling inside. A light came on upstairs, and then I heard more yelling—it was Mrs. Pierce. My knocking must have woken her up. Angry stomping echoed behind the door and it got closer with every step. All I could do was stick out my chin and wait to get knocked off the porch if that was his plan, but then I was going to pick myself up and tell him the truth. A split second before the door opened, I realized he could very well have a gun—but there was no way for me to second guess my decision to try to beat his door down before it flew open.
“This is a family matter!” He tried to slam the door in my face, but I put my hand up—it hit my hand so hard that I was almost certain I felt a bone crack, but I didn’t budge.
“Mr. Pierce, we have to talk about this.” I wasn’t going to force my way into his home, but I had to get him to listen to me.
“Dad, please let him in.” Holly’s voice cracked as she spoke.
“Bill, for god’s sake, let him in.” Mrs. Pierce sounded annoyed but reasonable. “Obviously, we’re going to discuss this like civilized people.”