The Doctor's Truth: A MMF Ménage Secret Baby Romance (The Truth or Dare Series Book 2) by Crooks Adora

Author:Crooks, Adora [Crooks, Adora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-26T06:00:00+00:00

38

KENZI

It’s only later that I realize what I’ve done. After dinner has been made and consumed, after Otto has taken his bath and gotten into his pj’s. Only when the house is quiet and still and I’m lying awake, staring at the ceiling, does it hit me.

I agreed to dinner with Jason’s family.

I’m going to have to sit across the table from Mr. Fucking King.

Jesus Christ, save me.

39

DONOVAN

Jason always loses his mind before seeing his parents.

The day of the dinner, he spends the whole day walking around the house, completely scatterbrained. He’ll be making an omelet one second, and the next second I’ll find him trimming his hair in the bathroom, omelet already forgotten in the kitchen.

“You’re doing that thing,” I tell him.

“What thing?” He’s finally eating his (probably cold at this point) omelet, standing up at the kitchen. He’s carried a bottle of shampoo in from the bathroom, and it sits beside him while he eats—why?

I’m about to point it out to him when there’s a knock on the door. Jason walks, barefoot, to the door and opens it up.

Kenzi comes blustering in. “Hey!” she says. “I’m only here for a second—did I leave a hair curler here?”

Apparently, Jason isn’t the only one with scatterbrain. “In the bathroom,” I tell her. “Bottom right drawer.”

Kenzi has been squirreling things away at our place. It’s a side effect of spending the stray night over here. First, it was just a couple of pairs of panties. Now, it’s hair product. Makeup. A blazer.

“You’re a saint,” she says and rushes to the bathroom to retrieve it.

I stayed home on prom night. I imagine this is what it must be like for most people, though—a flurry of half-dressed humans running back and forth between rooms.

When Kenzi vanishes into the bathroom, Jason stares at the wall, his brain a million miles away.

“What’s on your mind?” I ask him.

“Do you know where my black blazer is?”

“In the closet. Next to mine.”

“Cool, cool.” He looks down at his hands, which are suspiciously empty. “Where’s my⁠—?”

“Kitchen counter.”

“I love you, man,” Jason says, reuniting with his omelet.

“Love you, too,” I repeat. I’m scrolling through my computer. Even though the glare of my screen, I can feel Kenzi’s inquisitive eyes on me, lingering in the archway.

“What’s up, buttercup?” I ask her, deadpan.

“How do you guys do that?”

“Do what?”

“Say…those words?”

A smile twitches the corner of my mouth. “What? I love you?”

“Yes,” she says, voice cagey, as though the very words are infectious. “That.”

I shrug. “They’re just words.”

“So you don’t mean them?”

I close my computer. “You know me, Kenzi. I don’t have a heart.” I scan her body. “Are you wearing that?”

She narrows her eyes at me. “What’s wrong with it?”

I shrug.

She breaks her composure and laughs. “I’m joking. I’ve got a dress.”

“T minus 30,” I tell her, and she salutes me before standing.

As we get closer to time, however, with the two of them fluttering around me, I start to feel the jitters take hold.

I’m a grown man. An esteemed doctor. I make my own money, and I pay my own taxes, and I do my own laundry.

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