Keeping Future Father-in-Law: A Taboo MM First-Time Age-Gap Romance (My Future Father-in-Law Book 2) by Clay Walker

Author:Clay Walker [Walker, Clay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-01T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-TWO

august

The kitchen door swung shut behind me. Mom had already gone to the stove, busying herself with multiple pots and pans. A steaming ham lay next to her on the counter, the carving knife stuck into the top like a stake through a heart. A visual representation of what I was about to do to her.

I hated this.

I opened my mouth, thinking I was ready to talk to her. But I closed it just as quickly. It had been a long enough time since I’d seen Mom that every beat of the interaction felt awkward. And anyway, my stomach was grumbling.

So instead, I sat myself at one of the floral-print barstools, and pulled a tub of potato salad toward me. In classic Hispanic fashion, one of my extended family had brought their potato salad in an enormous leftover tub of cool whip. Probably saved from Thanksgiving of last year, or even the year before that. Frugality was never lost on any of them.

I picked up a spoon and began shoveling the potato salad into my mouth. Mom still wasn't looking at me, still busy doing nonsense work over by the stove.

As the creamy paprika and pepper filled my mouth, I couldn't help but remember how my family had treated Pierce the second he had walked into the door. There had been so much judgment. I could almost see it with my eyes, like a general, hazy smoke that wafted over everything, made even seeing the furniture difficult.

It didn't bother me as much as I thought it would, the judgment I felt towards me. No, what bothered me was that they had directed it mostly at Pierce. Pierce, who had done nothing but show up with me to support me. I had asked him to walk into the lions’ den with me, and Pierce had willingly agreed. But that didn't mean it was right for them to eat him up.

That, I thought with a wry smile, was my job.

“Are you going to talk?” Mom asked, still stirring something on the stove. “Or are you just going to sit there shoveling salad into your mouth?”

I paused, swallowed the last mouthful that I had put into my mouth. Here we go again, I thought. All the fat comments. It wasn't enough that I had brought a man home with me, so now she had to make herself feel better by poking fun at my no-longer-existent weight issues.

A growl of frustration rose in me. And all I could think was, Fuck you, Mom.

I shot her own words back at her. “Are we going to talk about this? Or are we just going to keep pretending I didn't bring a man home with me today?”

That got her attention. Mom slammed the wooden spoon down on the counter. The ham shuddered. The knife, stuck into the bone of the hunk of meat, quivered.

“You can't honestly expect me to be okay with this, August,” Mom said, turning around to finally face me.

I was shocked by the look in her eyes.

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