The Dom: Manhattan Records by Parker M. S

Author:Parker, M. S.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Belmonte Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-09-11T00:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Six

Ashlee

I’d been a little surprised when Nate had taken me home after dinner Friday and simply given me a kiss rather than coming inside, but we didn’t need to have sex every time we were together. If anything, it was healthy for us to spend time together and then go to our separate homes.

It didn’t make me miss him any less when I wasn’t with him. I hadn’t realized how important someone could become in such a short period of time. Maybe I should’ve been frightened by it, but I didn’t have it in me.

Today had been nice and quiet. Mom had called me and said a picture of Nate and me was in the paper. It was a nice picture, she said. We both looked happy. They didn’t have my name and only referred to me as a friend, but I didn’t care about that. I wasn’t concerned with the publicity that being with Nate brought. I didn’t care if anyone knew my name or anything about me, but I couldn’t help feeling a little pleased at the picture being out there for the world to see.

Then, a couple hours later, Nate called, and my nice quiet Saturday went from me hanging out in casual clothes and watching a movie to trying to figure out what I should wear to meet Nate’s family.

Shit.

I was going to meet my boyfriend’s family. Technically, he’d met all of mine since I only had Mom and Finley – he’d actually met Finley first if I wanted to be picky about it – but my family wasn’t as intimidating as his. They were a whole family. Two parents. Siblings. All of it. They knew how this ‘meet the family’ thing was supposed to go.

I didn’t even know if they knew anything about me. Maybe I was a surprise that he was going to use to make sure everyone behaved themselves. People were often less willing to make a scene when they had a guest. I didn’t mind being that guest for him.

It just made it a lot harder to figure out what to wear.

I finally decided on a nice pair of black jeans and a short-sleeved, deep blue, cold-shoulder shirt, and dress sandals. Not a moment too soon, either, because Nate was knocking at my door, a sharper, harder knock than usual.

He’d sounded nervous when he’d called about the dinner, so I hadn’t commented on how his ‘asking’ had been more ‘telling,’ but it seemed as if the tension had only gotten worse.

He was dressed as impeccably as usual, but not in a suit. Dark gray dress pants and a fitted, long-sleeved, crimson shirt. Lust twisted my stomach, and I let it show on my face.

“I feel underdressed,” I said as Nate stepped past me. “Should I change into something else?”

The fact that he didn’t automatically answer, but instead looked me over from head-to-toe, told me how tightly wound he was. The nerves I’d managed to keep under control so far exploded into full-blown anxiety.

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