Damaged Goods: A Single Dad & Nanny Romance by Rye Hart

Author:Rye Hart [Hart, Rye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-21T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWO

“Riley went out with Seth,” my mom said, coming down a few of the stairs into the basement a while later and looked at me. “I'm inviting some of the neighbors over for a barbeque. Figured it would sort of be a ‘Welcome Back’ party for you.”

“Mom, you didn't have to do that,” I said.

“It's just a few people,” she said. “Nothing big. I promise. If you have any friends you'd like to invite, go right ahead.”

Yeah, right. All my friends were still away at college. Of my two best friends, Rachel, was at UC-Berkeley, and Hannah was somewhere on the East coast because she was a rebel and wanted to get as far away as possible. And as I scrolled down the list of friends in my head, all of them were away at college. I was the only failure in my group of friends who'd given up and gone home.

It didn't matter though. It was a backyard barbecue, not some big party. I started to get myself ready, using some makeup tricks my former roommate taught me when she wasn't having sex or getting wasted. She was a pretty girl, so I'd picked up a few pointers from her on how to make my blue eyes pop even more.

She was also the one who'd talked me into dying the underside of my hair pink and getting my nose pierced. And I hadn't even been flat out drunk either time. Though, in all honestly, I'd allowed myself to get just a little tipsy as I tried to fit in with the other girls.

Even though it was warm out at the moment, I knew it would be cool later. I put on some black leggings with a pink t-shirt dress over top . I cinched it with a black belt and was good to go.

I went out back and found my dad already at the grill, enjoying a beer with Marcus. Zoey and Zack were running around the backyard with some of the other kids who lived on our street. It was slightly chaotic, and laughter filled the air. I had to admit, it felt good to be home.

I looked over at Marcus, but tried not to stare. He was wearing tight, dark jeans and a t-shirt that hugged his thick, sun-darkened arms. I could see his biceps bulging beneath the thin fabric and tried to imagine what it would be like to feel them wrapped around me, pulling me close, and holding me tight.

Of course, as always, he picked that moment to look over and catch me staring.

“There she is!” my dad said, motioning for me to come over to where they were standing.

Feeling all kinds of awkward for getting caught leering at Marcus – again – I walked over and hugged my dad, doing my very best to avoid looking at Marcus. My dad had some pork steaks on the grill along with some chicken. He was an avid griller and was always looking for an excuse to cook for people.

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